Well, went back and read my last post. Oops. Musta been a little grimmish when I excreted that. Think I was one truth over the line too many and all that truth kind of swelled, popped, and oozed. Had a truth rash. Too much disagreement under one skin.
Actually, I do think it is possible to [...]

Fuck the truth. I hate it. I am so fed up with the truth that I could puke. If somebody wants to tell me the truth, go tell it to the Marines. I’ve had it. I am now officially all lies all the time. Please, for God’s sake someone lie to me!
The truth. Give me [...]

 
Well, well, so this is blogging. Didn’t think to realize it would include writing while I was schlumpy too. Duh. So guess that means it needs become cryptic and artistic, a land of indeterminate meaning, storyish and wavering, no longer a tale of me, but a gathering of we, for complaining is something I try [...]

Ahhh…whew.
Home is where the fart is. That is to say, when you’re home, it’s okay to fart. Hate to say it, but I hold ‘em in during yoga class, while I’m practicing oneness with the universe. Guess I don’t want to embarrass the universe, at least in its microcosm, which is me and the other [...]

A very wise man gave me a gift the other day: hands of heaven. He gave them to me energetically, during a speech. The best speech I ever heard, by a far piece, though I didn’t understand a word of it other than, “Do you understand?” The reason I understood was because there was a [...]

The title of this post ain’t got much to do with what I’m about to talk about, but is a question I asked the gas station lady in Republic, Washington, and as soon as it was out of my mouth I went ah-ha, sweet!
I love that question. Brings up philosophical musings for me. Plus it’s [...]