I am not dying in the field.

I am reflecting the hills

I am a bird trapped in a sunset-colored room. And I am flying.

Not long ago, I returned home and was greeted by a bird. A bird who had grown accustomed. Accustomed to all sorts of things. New things. A bird who stretched it's legs. And smoked it's pipe and layed it on the mantle. It grew old in time. It grew a beard in time. And left through the window.

I Was Young When I Left Home

I was young when i left home
An' I been out a-ramblin' round
An' I never wrote a letter to my home
To my home, lord, to my home
An' I never wrote a letter to my home.

It was just the other day
I was bringin' home my pay
When i met an' old friend i used to know
Said, "Your mother is dead an' gone
An' your sisters all gone wrong
An' your daddy needs you home right away.''

Not a shirt on my back
Not a penny on my name
But I can't go home this a-way
This a-way, lord, this a-way
An' I can't go home this a-way.

If you miss the train I'm on
Count the days I'm gone
You will hear that whistle blow hundred miles
Hundred miles, honey baby, lord, lord, lord
An' you'll hear that whistle blow hundred miles.

-Bob Dylan

Where I Lived (in the past)

More scenes from Idaho

And What I Lived For (back then)

"And now he forgot the crowd, and he talked to the fat cumulus clouds scudding over the blue sky."

Reflections of Idaho

"I took my shirt off in the yard. No one saw that the skin on my shoulders was golden."

On the shore...

in a boat...


I remember the sky...


and the trees...

time passes slowly

Checklist for Saturday.

1. Do the dishes in underwear. Check
2. Read reviews of ALL of Beck's albums online. Check
3. Go through junk mail, making sure to send every "Postage Paid" envolope back to each credit card company. (Total of 8) Check
4.

"I will make my way to the far end of the field, I will make my way to the trees where there is shade."

You can't spell Karate without K & E.

Also, you can't spell Karate with only a K & E.

People wish to be settled: only as far as they are unsettled is there any hope for them.

RWEmerson

"Come on kitty, kitty, kitty. And now you go to kindergarten. That's a great thing because when you finish that, you get into first grade."

"And then, come on, then first grade leads to second grade and so on. And then you get out of grade school. You go to high school. And it's ripping up. The thing is coming. Then you're gonna go to college. And by Jove, then you're gonna get into graduate school. And when you're through with graduate school, you go out to join the world. Then you get into some racket where you're selling insurance. Then you got that quota to make. And you're gonna make that. And all the time the thing is coming. It's coming, it's coming. That great thing, the success you're working for. Then when you wake up one day, about forty years old. You say, "My God, I've arrived! I'm there!" And you don't feel very different from what you've always felt. And there's a slight let down because you feel there's a hoax. And there was a hoax. A dreadful hoax. They made you miss everything. BUT, we missed the point the whole way along. IT WAS A BEAUTIFUL THING AND YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO SING OR TO DANCE WHILE THE MUSIC WAS BEING PLAYED." -----------------------------------------------------------This quote was taken from a recording of Alan Watts. A recording taken and sampled by The Books playing live. I, in turn, have taken it from The Books, who took it from Alan Watts. If you'd like to hear the recording, email me and I will send it to you........... because I love you.

"I've lost my house. You've lost your house."

"Let it come down... and teach me how to name the bigger light."

thanks for the quote Ian

We are all getting up there..... and me, I must be 100 years old.

"They are lost in there houses, I've heard them sing in the shower. Making speeches to their sister on the telephone. Saying "You come home and you come here. Don't stay so far away from me."

You will never see this. We will not talk about this. And you will not know how this has affected me.....

Happy Birthday David!

you can dump beer down my pants anytime, buddyboy