Monday, August 30, 2010

1984 Rajneeshee Bioterror Attack

Life is complex and multilayered and my naive illusions about the phenomena of perfect enlightenment have faded through the years. It has become clear to me that enlightened people are as fallible as anyone. They are expanded human beings, not perfect human beings, and they live and breathe with many of the same faults and vulnerabilities we ordinary humans must endure. During the "Missing Years" of my life, I did a fair amount o' wanderin'. My boot heels kicked along, down many a tree lined by-way. In the Fall of 1984, I found myself in the quiet little town of The Dalles, Oregon. If "The Bhagwan" had been as clever as he claimed to be, he would have realized that I was going to order a burger and fries and completely side-step the salad bar. Otherwise, he'd a had me too! Bonehead!

Saturday, August 28, 2010

Submitted For Your Dismissal

I could a laughed like HADES! I was out riding around in the beautiful drizzly countryside, watching (and narrating) "The movies in my head!" When I got to the part where a lady described her dead husband as, "that Son-of-a-bitch who made my life a living HELL for 20 years"... well, I just fell about the place! Someone in a costume, that made him appear to be my friend, said something about, "that sounds like Me in the mirror." "Oh yeah?" I laughed. "Well what about animals in heaven?" "Go get another cuppa tea you moron!" He yelled, as he rode off.

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Cult of Personality

A cult of personality arises when an individual uses mass media to create an idealized and heroic public image, often through unquestioning flattery and praise. Cults of personality are often found in dictatorships. The sociologist Max Weber developed a tripartite classification of authority; the cult of personality holds parallels with what Weber defined as 'charismatic authority'.
A cult of personality is similar to hero worship, except that it is propagated by mass media (facebook). However, the term may be applied by analogy to refer to adulation of religious or non-political leaders.

Monday, August 23, 2010

Gas Pipe Frames

I have been hearing the expression, "Gas Pipe Frame" rather often lately. I find it interesting that... WHAT? Who goes there? It is I, the creator of the entity you dare call, I. It's a perspective, far outside of your work-a-day PAUPER-dom! For you see, the real I, (Me) have created that as well. Turns out that REAL PEOPLE, have been expressing a growing sense of BORE-dom with regards to "your" OPINIONS! Damn you man behind the keyboard! It's a 1958 Bianchi 3-speed, somebody does give a rip about my Milano in the yard. You and your silly Kingdom of Castile!

Friday, August 20, 2010

Come Fry With me...

...come fry, let's fry an egg! Oh Man, the tea-man was just here! I am going home to brew me up a cuppa "Pride O' The Port" tea and I am gonna ride that cup to the moon and beyond! Thank you SanFranTeaMan!
There aint no mountain I cannot climb, long as I got me a proppa-cuppa!

Thursday, August 19, 2010

IF SWING GOES, I GO TOO (Fred Astaire / Harry Warren)

They can take away my breakfast!
They can take away my lunch!
But there’s just one thing
That they can’t take,
That’s the rhythm of the swing band bunch.
I like my music
And I like it high
If I try to shake it down
Then I just wanna die.
What’s this talk about waltzes
Taking the place of swing?
I don’t like waltzes
If they cancel my soap operas
I’ll make it through.
They can take away most anything,
But if swing goes I go too!

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Slow Boat To China

Trapped! It's a big boat, but not big enough to escape that big mouth that just goes on yappin' and rappin' about my miserable failure, my life. Now that bastard is on the P.A. yelling something about my whole existence being nothing more than a series of token efforts, just enough to get things patched up and marginally functioning, so that I can get my fat ass back in that recliner, a bag of chips and a cold beverage by my side. One of these days I swear to God, I am going to throw that SOB overboard!@#*!

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

I am Sorry Richard!

Yeah, so I was out riding when suddenly, out of nowhere, it occurs to me that I have some 'splainin' to do. If I refer to myself as you, it is because He is not listening. For you see, He is Me and You are He and We are all together. Occasionally the whole system goes a bit awry and We begin trying to make fun of others in an effort to get the focus off Us. So FRUITCAKE becomes a very bad choice made no doubt by very bad chemicals in Our brain. "I" hope this helps clear things up a bit and that "I" have not offended anyone. LIAR!

Monday, August 16, 2010


Ya know, some day they probably will end up throwing a net over my head and haulin' me off to a padded cell. Out of nowhere I had a thought that went like this. If I go to google and type in the words, Fruit Cake, and then check images, I'll bet there will be a picture of Richard Simmons somewhere amongst them. Well folks, I was wrong. There were over 30 pages of images (of fruit cakes) but no Richard Simmons to be found. This chap was the closest thing I could find. Sorry.

Thursday, August 12, 2010

Zen Saying...

"When you get to the bottom of the stack-- Keep shoveling."

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Everything is Dharmatically Illuminated When You Are Climbing Up Cold mountain With The Man From La Mancha!

We were suddenly arrested by the thought of that old, semi-crippled man, essentially just sitting up there in the clouds, writing poetry. I thought to myself, I'll bet he would love a good vegetarian sausage. And so our journey began. Climbing up Cold mountain with a pack o' Smart Sausages.

Tuesday, August 10, 2010


My heart is like the autumn moon
perfectly bright in the deep green pool
nothing can compare with it
you tell me how it can be explained

Monday, August 9, 2010

Everything Is Illuminated (2005) Sort of...

Everything Is Illuminated (2005): "- Sent using Google Toolbar" Well after years of waiting for just the right moment, I finally felt that it was time to watch. I (of course) was joined with by my counter-part, Yevette. We had a lot of fun and it was just a lot of fun! If you want to have some fun, we both recommend that you watch this film.

I'm Good, Thank You.: Officious seeing eye bitch

I'm Good, Thank You.: Officious seeing eye bitch: "Click me to see what I am looking at Just got back from watching a sneak preview of 'Everything is Illuminated' and it is an awesome movi..."

Friday, August 6, 2010


(Cold Mountain)
(730? - 850?)

English version by
Red Pine

Original Language

Buddhist : Zen / Chan
8th Century

Someone lives in a mountain gorge
cloud robe and sunset tassels
holding sweet plants he would share
but the road is long and hard
burdened by regrets and doubts
old and unaccomplished
called by others crippled
he stands alone steadfast

Thursday, August 5, 2010

Han-shan (Cold Mountain)

Clambering up the Cold Mountain path,
The Cold Mountain trail goes on and on:
The long gorge choked with scree and boulders,
The wide creek, the mist-blurred grass.
The moss is slippery, though there's been no rain
The pine sings, but there's no wind.
Who can leap the world's ties
And sit with me among the white clouds?

English version by Gary Snyder.

Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Desolation Peak

"And suddenly I saw the Northwest was a great deal more than the little vision I had of it of Japhy in my mind. It was miles and miles of unbelievable mountains grooking on all horizons in the wild broken clouds, Mount Olympus and Mount Baker, a giant orange sash in the gloom over the Pacific-ward skies that led I knew toward the Hokkaido Siberian desolations of the world. I huddled against the bridge-house hearing the Mark Twain talk of the skipper and the wheel-man inside. In the deepened dusk fog ahead the big red neons saying: PORT OF SEATTLE."

Monday, August 2, 2010

Shuffling Along The Road Of Life

Saw old man shuffling out of Costco yesterdee. Very old, leather moccasin footed. Audible shuffle, scuffing scruffily out into the hot bustling parking lot. Idiot brained, perhaps. Blank face stare, he's driving I wonder? Eve mentions that he's probably the perfect human lighting rod. Start to ask her what she means, then I burst out laughing.