The taste of sunshine.

Walking the broken streets I turned stones into flowers. There were roses of many colors. One purple iris I saved for my love. A bouquet of stone with the scent of a million tears! At the end of a long day this scent was everywhere, on your clothes, your hands. On your life.

James Lee Jobe

Avoid the world, it's just a lot of dust and drag and means nothing in the end.

Jack Kerouac

Art Pepper Quartet - Live in 1964

This is how the sunshine tastes.

Like birth, like life. And this is how

It tastes to be a human in sunlight.

Even now, in the darkness, the flavor

Is on my lips, on my tongue.

James Lee Jobe

A fool sees himself as another, but a wise man sees others as himself.

Dōgen

This valley So long, flat, and wide Is graced by the Sacramento River Cold and quick Air that is like your first breath Air that holds your most private moments The earth here is as rich a Vanderbilt Or a Kennedy The crops are diamonds in the rough And the air and the soil grace each other The way that an angel might grace a child James Lee Jobe

There ain't no sin and there ain't no virtue. There's just stuff people do.

John Steinbeck, The Grapes of Wrath

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