Small town boy
How you gonna keep them down on the farm
After they have been to the SOAK/Portland Burn?
My friends tell me to be ready for the fall,
It’s natural to feel let down, everyone does,
But so far I’m up, I’m IN love.
They loved me to life.
I love everybody even crew cab pickups.
I want to hug everyone, long warm personal hugs.
They told me to be careful to ask first
And then to only hug for a max of 30 secs.
But I am filled to over flowing with
Acceptance, affirmation of life, open mind and spirit, awakening of my soul.
Was that too strong?
I HAVE BEEN TO THE MOUNTAIN
AND NOW I AM FILLED WITH JUBILATION!
Amen, amen, praise the Lord!
Oops, sorry it wasn’t that kind of event but I can’t help it, hallelujah!
So you can see I’m a little manic,
Can you be a ‘little’ manic?
Joy Joy Joy.
Tune in tomorrow to see if I’m down yet.
And yes, this was a drug/alcohol free experience.
Peace and love
Smell of gas on this old RV,
Bikes flying past on my Element
The boys are driving home with
Trash bags in the back
Happy we found the lost keys
In the grass where we watched the temple burn late last night, but found with the help of St Anthony because Ben was asking for help on the grass field and I back in camp had remberrd St Anthiny medal I carried on my Edfie Bauer waist bag but then gave to the woman who lost her glasses after her battery died and I gave her a boost while sprounging my bikes as I pulled away from the RV.
Am I rambling? Yes
I’m rambling and roving and wandering and wondering.
Last day of my first year
No decomp after this
Amy linguist contractor, bright opera star
For king Olaf, with condoms
Sitka mother of twins fisher woman
Vicious Cunt and Dickie
MOOPer the Great
Annoyed the Great
Hunter jokes and banjos
No one will listen to you tomorrow.
Bare breasts in abundance
Interview with social worker erased
Men in dresses or aprons
Coffee with strangers
Hug lessons, long and strong
Dope, drugs, alcohol, shrooms, Molly
Water for dogs, labs, bulldog, husky, corgi mix
No invisible dogs
Talk of past SOAKS and BURNS
Talk of next time, BURN coming
Funny guy from CA,woman from BC,
Family from Boise
Paige found me
Teachers, realtors and closers, inventors
Bubbles, flaming tether ball,
La Breah tar pits with colorful
Soft silk hammocks
Jelly fish for kissing
Knife sharpener with stones
the archetype king requires
Me to overturn my mother.
And thereby lovers whom I sought out
To replace her love.
Now I seek friends, more valuable
And more long lasting.
Friends are easy to turn into lovers,
But few lovers turn into friends.
I love my friends and sometime they search
Me out, whereas lovers are meant to pursue.
I may be wrong but I think there is less
Game playing among friends,
More commonalities, someone to share with,
Touch and hugs and kisses still a part of
The configuration, but the surge of sex diminished.
The surge of love abounds.
Goodbye lovers, hello friends.