we all die graveyard dead

I LIVE FREE BECAUSE OF THE MONKEYS IN MY HEAD. These monkeys try very hard to speak, but can say only one word the way humans do; hope. They are climbing through the trees of my psyche, hand over hand. They are a part of me that doesn't need to be accepted. When I close my eyes I can follow them, high in the upper-canopy of the jungle. I am strong, and I pleased with my arms and hands. Birds chatter and fly away as I pass, and I break into a song about hope as I chase after the monkeys. The sunlight is dappled, filtered so sweetly by the millions of leaves.

james lee jobe 

The dream is to be immortal 

To deny death 

“Dying is just going to heaven

You’ll see you mother again” 

“Your soul goes on 

A part of the universe” 

“You’ll be reborn 

Again and again and again” 

Bullshit 

We all die graveyard dead 

You will too 

No heaven 

No rebirth 

Just nonexistence 

Forever motherfucker 

james lee jobe 

Survival of the world depends on our sharing what we have, and working together. If we do not the whole world will die. 

Frank Fools Crow

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Sonny Rollins, Solo Saxophone Flight

The monster is here 

Now 

It rose up from the Baptist churches 

And the Church of Christ, Scientist 

And the board of directors meetings 

And the country club golf courses 

The monster feeds on human rights 

And on the flesh of the poor 

From women and from people of color 

The monster feeds on men who love men 

For many years this beast was nurtured in secret 

But now it stalks the streets openly 

It calls the name of Jesus as it kills 

The name of this monster is 

Conservative 

james lee jobe 

Every day I try to do something creative with my life. 

Miles Davis 

Miles Davis, Blue in Green 

LINK: Summer, You’re a Boneyard, a poem by Gustavo Hernandez

That I might live this day in mindfulness
and kindness.   

Aware and awake.
Awake and aware.  

james lee jobe

A rigid mind is very sure but often wrong. A flexible mind is generally unsure, but often right. 

Vanda Scaravelli

I think we are in the midst of this period where we are committing this suicide on the planet and everybody is just using up all of our natural resources like a bunch of insane people. That's what I worry about more than I worry about jazz. 

Sonny Rollins

LINK: Why Did It, a poem by William J. Harris 

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