mervin

welcome to the monkey house.

so it goes.

poo tweet.

Kurt Vonnegut is dead, may god bless and keep him.

I've had some brilliant things to say about some worthy subjects, but I did not log on and now I've forgotten them. The new house and work seem to absorb all my time. So it goes.

I would guess that it is in the nature of art that we are always hiding something, obscuring, composing. We obscure and expose selectively and finally it appears that we have done some magic by misdirecting the eye or the ear until we reveal and when we reveal on a good day we reveal as if the landscape has never before been seen or touched,...
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Ashes to ashes we all fall down.

in a quiet mind a tree is simply a tree and this precedes the noisome analytics of perception... we will never be able to talk successfully about the tree while we may talk about talking about a tree until our mouths grow numb... our valuations of an oak will leave us only a splinter concept of a tree and no shade.

Suicide hostess death's recruiter
Life is cute but you are cuter
Praise my pecker purple daughter
All it ever pissed is sky blue water

If there were two brothers, twins, and one pursued the "good life" and the other the " wages of sin" and regardless of this they both died on the same day. What would it matter how they had lived, once they had died?