Listen lad .......listen longer........Hot tub or gin? don't matter how it's done but come down a peg or two, at times one must. There is an argument for acupuncture that ancient Chinese practice of of unblocking the chi.
CHI.
CHI.
Chi is a wonderful word. Balanced, unassuming, unpretentious and just a bit....you know ....., Chi-ky (soz).
Everything seems old and not new. Forms seem worn out. Formulas abound and business models kill people.
I would like to offer you something. Something delicious to graze on. I do love you very very much i do. Even through this blasted headache. At least the winter whites are a long way off . Then again i could welcome them all the same.
The point is the gentle dissolving action has begun. No flash point expected, only the gradual erosion of meanings tired of being who they are. There is no more a conclusion to be drawn, only a single sentence written by all of us without punctuation, without permmission.
What about tomorrow? It's only half way between here and there. When do we become aware that we see something we might not have seen before. How can it be named and not changed. Biologically.... in those terms, evolution slides on, creaking, soft moans, but no decipherable point.
Exactly. Even dislocation has a ring.....and i agree in English but not in Spanish. Clumsy language is. Bullheaded, ham fisted like a moron ogre from the Huddersfield marshes. Perhaps that's why the celebrities are so reassuring they make glamour of the wailing imbecile with faces and style and riches of the old order blue.
I have a friend who makes old things new. He has the broken heart of a lion and an unnatural obsession with a dog named Artist. I think he could kill. He may even be able to do something strong but nobody knows for sure, not just yet anyway. His hands have worked and his eyes have seen things burn up and disapear from here. And forever!
It's a lot to bite off and too much to swallow. Funny that. I believe in the new today. See I wasted something really important and waves of pain slap my beach up. Secrets there are too ......but thats to be expected at this strange stage in the game.
Hearts beating without permission and days get stronger. And then i met your mother. To beTruly in love ........truly truly in love. Aches a bit sometimes.
Langdon
Saturday, June 6, 2009
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