it's the byrds...chestnutmare

well I was going to post something that I had written in the past that had something to do about the byrds and chestnut mare and a whole bunch of other things but I typed it up in word and now it won't cut and paste...so much for rolling Bill Gates...

new post for a new day

here in the land of over media saturation I feel compelled to add to the noise...outside they say it's going to be a blistering hot day so I am staying inside with the air conditioner and a 12 pack of guiness...they have war out there...bombs bursting, paranoia rising...they never will see...peace from the breath inside your heart...I am working on Kowskin's "War Song," which mocks their war like ways while promoting peace...I have never been down with their ritual...not since I watched Fritiz Lang's "metroplis" way back in the days of Clark...it was so much fun to be walkiing on Main Street carrying a copy of Kierkargard in my back pocket full of defiant nihilism...oh well, everyone is gone now...into their life...hope it's good for them...mind is all right...doing yoga, drinking making art...it never did change...sometimes your popular...sometimes your not...so it goes...