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ThePlannedCommunityDilemma CALL ANY VEGETABLE......................... Beneath a Circus Tent........... TheOneThatGotAway............ TheGreatWhiteLight :)(::)(::)(: OnTheWayToTheDance......................... RedWolf,ThreePoniesAnd The MoonOfTheSilverWaters And Now For Something Completely Different....................... "I No Lie" "You Can Make Your Mouth Say Anything" January 07 February 07 March 07 April 07 May 07 June 07 July 07 August 07 September 07 October 07 November 07 December 07 January 08 February 08 March 08 April 08 May 08 June 08 July 08 August 08 
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from amidst the haze lazy times slay the intellectual giant. held tense between the fingers of brainmime and aphrodisia,the world passes by on a cart of roman lust. 19th street bums shine their shoes with chewing gum. panhandling middle class mental midgets manipulate and in cold perspiration love their own demise as they don their oriental disguise. berkeley grey street city tapshoe expert stinks in his filth, frollicking hard in cloudless oblivion monopolized by rats. what is it about the city? the last resort of those who report their shadow is already half dead .the phantom sheds his vale for those who scorn children for forgetting what the silken robed prophets said. footsteps tapping in time to an obtuse clocking pulse as the soldier in grey salutes in sponsored destitution. the grey man turns white, the green boy turns blue, they spit at your sight , laughing as they drool, beating out a two step heart seizure on the rock of stinking sinking city usa.tis all the same for stoning rollers, roller skaters and ejaculating tamales who play to psychedelic caves while shouting:" tis all the same bleeding fingered minstrels of nought, the wormeaten eyes of your mother mingle in all one life only to shrink in hesitation beneath the desperation ghoulish sky." not dependent upon your unsure childish recognition, this train is sold out. baby blue plays on the sidewalk moan only to cross the street on his own, tomorrow. total complacency and full house vacancy hold hands with princely vagrancy while choking in the feverish rain of heavens tears, watching and waiting for the illusive question mark and the abandoned primal cry, hollow in it's uncertainty, tickling time with negligent incidence, defiantly bullish in it's self confidence, as god comes down from hades and mephistopheles ascends from heaven, shaking hands ,signing autographs, and begging endorsement for the planned community dilemma.
"And the chances are good that the vegetable will respond to you ".........unless of course that vegetable is growing in the verdant fields of bakersfield.Bust my rosie red it's a lotta jive,a lotta jive,a lotta jive...It all comes back to the music from which I still haven't learned NOT TO STRAY....Where's the edge??/...a fun little game to play....bliss or death or dancing...always on the run...FROM WHAT???.....HARD IMPROVISATIONAL BOP....SADHU GYPSY FIREDANCE....Half spoken wordthouhts vanish into the wind,earth boogie whispers......Beyond contentment....A joyously muted blending....RHYTHM AND LIGHT,WITHIN THE BLUE HEART.......Save the Children..........GIVE THEM THE ABSENCE OF YOUR FEAR.................... & nbsp; &n bsp; &nb sp;
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for the sake of those who have gathered as a mass of jobless clowns
beneath a circus tent of tender stricture,name a token anti christ and
hang him and bleed his mane. and the discontented winds of man will soon breathe his name.To the depths of the nethe river's shores, the crosseyed monkeygrinder tips his hat,as the streetwalker lays her seedy trap the businessman from acme company endorses his hired diplomat. the windows on 19th street are fogged as the pool hustlers sharpen their cues while boogie woogie bands play unheeded blues. the night moans to sweet charmagne,bending trees with it's winds so that the world may hear them sing.................. the haggard migrant worker patches his shoes, while his son the dice shooter sips his booze. miss greedy gruff polishes her stuff and asks, "did you hear about the silent death of innocence?"
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Just completed a sweet little blog,AOneYearOnBtopia type thing wherein I made thanks and dedications to all the unique creative voices on this site.I included some original poetry as a gift of appreciation.....It was probably the lengthiest post I've written.......Well ...upon completion I had been logged off the site...Unwittingly when the sign in came up and I attempted to do so, the entire blog was wiped out...........Initially I was P.O.'d.....A lot of work.......Skazeet.....Gone.....Nada............H aving had time to reflect,I guess I better hone my chops and take advantage of the save feature...learn to type a lot faster and hang on to all handwritten copies of stuff..... Thank you to all the people that contribute to this site.....There are some gifted individuals and groups of individuals whose work is enjoyable and sometimes inspirational.....And THERE ARE SOME OF YOU THAT SHOULD...............Keep moving onward........As for this pirate;Please stay abreast of further developments from this little corner of the galaxy by perusing this site from time to time...............Poetry and Music.......Shortly..........Peace... Three Ponies waits,resting in the myriad vivid hues of The Great White Light,Her black hair shimmers,Reflecting The Moon of The Silver Waters...She knows him as no other,He scares and thrills and angers her,Three Ponies waits for Red Wolf,in dancing shadows,The rhythm of the dance grows louder.......Dancing Shadows,Shadows Dancing,Earth and Sky,Rock and Water,Golden Times,Silver Waters
There were tales from beyond memory of HighHolyPlaces,where the clouds stole a warriors breath with a sweetness like no other.Dancing shadows and the music from forgotten harps and drums and horns,chimes and rattling bones permeated the Earth and Sky.......Rock and Water,GoldenTimes,SilverWaters.........
In the light and shadows dancingRedWolfWaits for ThreePonies......He knows nothing but HerSpirit,He senses before he sees,and though they are blessed and watched over by TheAncientOnes,He knows this,as he knows the land and it's creatures and lost vastness,still he thrills at the thought of her.............RedWolfWaits..................... ...DancingShadows,ShadowsDancing................. .
Something about winter inevitably stimulates the muse;Coming real soon to a blog near you,the follow-up and aural sister/brother to,"I No Lie","The Moon of the Silver Waters" traces the "thread" from the AncientOnes mystical dance to the hearts and tribulations of two predestined soulmates bound to one another and ThePath by their own archetypal spiritual walk...........The clues and cosmic kisses bathe all in TheGreatWhiteLight............................Pea ce,Peace,Peace...............................
This tune evolved from two older songs and was inspired in part by the dissolution of a recent musical alliance.........Yeah time wounds all heels........Hope all who listen find something positive in it............It's entitled "I NO LIE"....................We dedicate this one to all of our btopia friends........Aaron,LostHills,OPStylee,Firebrats ,Bobobasso,Jezarac,SisterSheree ,Tristan,Raj,Nux,The Cap'n and Matt........Thanks............Peace............PLEASE STAY TUNED FOR FURTHER ADVENTURES FROM THE "FAR EASTSIDE"
Is it soup yet???.......Yeah the soup's real yummy.....in the process of "canning" and shipping to"the market".........We're very eager to share the fruits of our labor......."Everybody needs a little bit of lovin'.......a liitle somethin' holds the heart in sway..........Yeah I No Lie "........................................... .............Peace............................... .....................................
"I don't know much but I know one thing,You Can Make Your Mouth Say Anything"............In addition to a general lack of "results" in the studio,the thing that makes me a most miserable S.O.B. is not having a guitar in my hands four to five hours a day....life itself eh....Keef said it best..."six strings,three chords,two hands and ONE ASSHOLE"...........AND Dizzy Fingers......STILL SEARCHING FOR DRUMMER AND BASSIST...........if interested refer to prior blogs relative to same..............Peace,Love,Zoot........Dizzy................
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