“Help me to forget today’s pain…….” Tuesday mid-afternoon and the empire staggers on. Too melodramatic? I hope so. I heard snippets of a report from the fires in Northern California. Santa Rosa is incinerated in the wind lashed wild fire. Wine country burns. At the very same time our head of the EPA is…
“This is some weird shit…..” is a statement coming out of the recesses of memory so far back that I doubt if I will ever remember who said it or what was being spoken of. It has a “hippie” texture, something coming from the era of “free” love, –“tune in, turn on, and drop…
The authorities yet search for pathology, something to isolate as a cause of the murder of 58 people in Las Vegas. Surely something caused this individual to step out of the matrix of time and place to impersonally wreak chaos upon the attendees of a country music festival. He orchestrated his own Ragnarök*. His…
Somehow it seems right to entitle this mornings words with the declaration that “love wins.” At the end of the shit-storm, a shining star remains in the dark night to guide us home. That star is the option of responding with love to circumstances such as they may be. Every man and woman’s…
Saturday and the morning sun is glorious on a day when rain is predicted. So much for prediction, our obsession with certainty. The FBI continues to dig deep, and search far and wide for a reason. There has to be a anchor point for ourselves, something, anything to separate us from one who murdered…
Found this superb video of The Who performing their magnificent anthem of resistance. The Who are performing live at Kilburn in 1977. They are in their prime. The issue comes down to what we will do with the “life force.” Will we individually and collectively utilize the energy, our heritage of elan from Nature,…
My mind is still occupied with thoughts of the 58 people killed in Las Vegas, and many more who will not recover fully from wounds. An apparently “normal” American collected the means, and took the time to meticulously plan a mass murder. Upon these terms the shooter decided to write the final chapter of…
Another morning. A few days ago, a sixty-four year old guy mowed down over fifty and wounded many more after careful preparation. This took place in Las Vegas, our city of excess. Several undeclared wars, Iraq and Afghanistan continue to simmer, producing a daily quotient of dead and maimed. Additional conflagrations are verbally threatened,…
Tom Petty passed away over the weekend. He was one year younger than I. There was vitality and nourishment for the spirit in those songs coming over the radio. I am sorry that I did not choose to see him live in concert when I had the opportunity. I’ve always liked this song, “Runnin’…
I was in North Carolina when the news broke on the music festival shooting in Las Vegas. I happened to check my phone news-feed late in the evening, and there it was. The text displayed a estimated number of casualties at the time. I clicked on the video/audio clip associated with the story. Immediately…
