I, for example, the monk on stage says, I am trying very hard to be the lowest being in this room. Smiling the ever so non-transparent smile of the transparent Buddhish mind.And may I say something, he adds rather than … Read more →
Last day of September and I start seeing the California People in the Colorado People. Like as if the situations are either from some other time, past or future, or timeless, prototypical déjá-vus, but then again, we are of course … Read more →
Close to high noon in Dab City U.S.A. Still seeking shade from the Rocky Mountain sun, still at the base of the All-American flagpost, still in the very center front of Union Station, still turned all upside down everything. The … Read more →
61’ Hi Freaks, says the modern day Tom Sawyer. He knows the panic rooms to their shitshow, he’s been all over them high country airports. What he still doesn’t know is what’s really cooking out there at Denver International, halfway … Read more →