walking home at sunrise

Photographer unknown, but I love this picture. I have had to
start up a frozen VW bus on a winter's morning. Cold, man.

Poetry is high class information.

Gary Snyder

It was a celebration and I was well into my cups. 

The sky broke open as if it were made of cheap glass 

and an army of angels began dropping down to earth. 

Thousands of angels, angry 

and armed with spears and swords. 

Their leader was the archangel Michael 

and he came up to me asking for directions 

to your house. And I told him.

James Lee Jobe 

John Lennon * Working Class Hero

I take my fundamental cue from John Coltrane; there must be a priority of integrity, honesty, decency, and mastery of craft.

Cornel West

Sometimes a frog will scream when a snake takes it. My father lived an hour’s drive from anywhere, a mobile home in an East Texas field. Drunk and filled with cancer, he stared at the television, smoking steadily, seldom speaking. Behind the field was some sparse woods, and behind that another field, followed by serious woods. Eventually you came to the Sabine River and its snakes and its frogs. Cottonwood trees. Willows. Midnights, when he slept in his chair, I walked there, stuffed with boredom. A boy of thirteen. Moonlight, starlight, and the croaks of frogs, and sometimes a scream. Emptiness. A long walk home at sunrise. 

James Lee Jobe

If you are capable of living deeply one moment in your life, you can learn to live the same way all the other moments of your life.

Thich Nhat Hanh

I can’t explain the wind 

And why bother trying

Like us 

The  wind begins somewhere 

And ends somewhere else

Does it matter why

Walking outside 

Even though I am not well

The wind feels good on my face

And I am staying right here

Just being

James Lee Jobe

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James