It's All Good
With the internet so inticing, why meet anyone... I rode on Ken Kesey's Magic Bus, dropped reds with Jim Morrison (he didn't even know I was in the room, and I didn't even know who he was at the time), discussed art and alternatives to suicide with Jack Kervorkian, kissed William Burroughs on the cheek but turned down the joint in his hand, roomed in the 60s with Zappa's Susie Creamcheese, survived the Ku Klux Klan's attempt on my life, chilled with Black Muslim musicians and Christian Pentacostals while healing, had my honor defended by Lydia Lunch, shared cameos with Nick Zedd in an art/porn film, photographed Jerry Springer when he was still the Mayor of Cincinnati, Ohio (and paying for prostitutes with checks!), lived with whores and convicts in the streets and in the jails, painted my way out of prison never to return, raised some children and helped maintain some communities, continued to expand this eternity to include you in all my dreams and prayers...
Yo... I'm still listening to the Ancient Music, with ears not yet transistorized.
Life is a movie, or so you would think from everybody acting like Robert Deniro's character, or one of the well-paid & syndicated Friends, or acting like King Kong wih his pants hanging down around his crotch, spittin' and gruntin' and pawin' over some dumb blonde chick. Jesus... whatever happened to people acting like themselves instead of acting like actors that are going out of their way to act like the ordinary people that are watching them act? Well, Jesus... what ever happened?
I saw my first television when I was adopted into the middle class at the age of eight (1949). And boys and girls... was I ever shocked when I got to my new parent's house and saw the two of them just sitting there in a trance, with their black and white television on low and patterning the nerve speech.
The Alphabet in all its many forms and extensions. Currently reading: "Need More Love" by Aline Kominsky Crumb; "Sacred Contracts" by Caroline Myss; The Further Inquiry" by Ken Kesey; "A Journey Into Gravity and Spacetime" by John Wheeler.
Those who are institutions unto themselves.