Halloween 'self-portrait' done in molded Roquefort cheese........

Before Kids Learn To Walk The Line .......They are amazingly 'fluid'......

For b'fast..... free-range quail eggs shirred in Mennonite butter, with garlicy habanera sauce and mozzarella cheese, fried polenta, shaped black potatoe crisps, gluten-free oat bread with strawberry/rhubarb preserves....kona coffee with whipped organic cream....$32...{i.e. scrambled eggs and grits with toast and jelly and a cup of coffee....$3.99 @ Allnite Diner}......everything not basic is just quantum sophistication, isn't it? our stomachs, wired to our primitive brains, are the public enemies of our frontal cortexes......pass the grey poupon, please....

Written, Discarded and Rediscovered

poem written on a scrap of paper........I must have heard Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band, before writing this......I would think, anyway...but the poem is dated 1967!....Who knows?  


I sat in tweed and redwood, thinking;
But, lost in thinking, fell asleep, and dreaming, dreamt
Of curious torn plastic trees
And tangerine lemonade stands,
An arc of animals, helter skelter...running,
My palms against their backs.

Water and straws, ice cubes and limericks,
Poems of cream and of plums--
Redolent roses, fresh grass and Keats; 
Hallux distortion, Charles Darwin's feet,
Yellow parakeets, blue crocuses and peyote flowers,
Effete generations of scarabs and of dung...

And.....dancers, revolving on marmelade trees,
Crushing hands against typewriter ribbon's rivetted...
Porous fingers, damp skin,
Flashing orange oranges and rolling red pins;
The sound of that rose in the green blown vase,
Love, without passion, and spectrums of Light,
Still, yet touched by slender fingers......lightly.....

Brain Candy....but, pleeze....no sugar, Sugah!

I awakened, happenstancely, to some Brain Candy for b'fast......obliquely and coincidentally, with having thought of a Myspace "Friend" from years ago, with whom a chasm had developed....over 'philosophical "differences"...' i.e. both of us had artsy/sciencey, metaphoric interpretations of 'Who We 'Are' and "What's happening"............He professes, still, to be an 'Emotionalist' and condemned me, in his Hippyish Way, of 'Intellectualism', because I would frequently ask him about the "Science" of his observations and subsequent 'conclusions' that were becoming 'carved in stone' in his brain's 'wiring'.....(this is so with Everyman, isn't it?).....Well.....just this morning, viewing another friend's FB ramblings....( a childhood friend of the aforementioned Myspace Friend.....) I viewed a video link to the 'emotionalist' who was rationalizing his successful ambitions to make bundles of bucks selling his various 'snake oil' products to Neo-Hippies, Naturopaths and New Age Pill/Smoke-addicted Earth Goddess worshipers......He will eventually have a penthouse in Paris, while maintaining a Tent Camp with nightly/weekly/'full moon'-monthly drumming/chanting circles and ganja-infused ritualized fire dances, in the new spirit of those old $600/night Hotel Bora Bora Sunset Dances... for rich tourists that only need a night of this stuff before their flights to Hong Kong's hot night life, a couple of days later..... Anyway....I discovered.....well, not like 'discover' ...'as in' 'discovering' a cure for idiocy, aging or back problems.....but, like 'stumbling over' while trying to find your keys in a dark room in another's house, that you'd never seen in the light, even........this fellow, with his observations about Mind/Body/Psyche/Personality..... Some 'sauce' for that dry omelette.....       

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