one thing today

Bringing Back the Dead … 1999 … never even heard of it. Nobody does off center city curly swirl fryndies like Scorsese … nick cage w/those eyes, ving r, Rosanna A, gone Sizemore … fab no name characters actors who deserve names … horses and whores and smelly men. Overnight central one minute out. Don’t make em like this that now. Shish kebab shenanigans and  Senagalian ragheads. That’s gotta hurt. Better bring it all. Do. Does. Things have changed. O looka that and what I can do call I live in the land of the free and home of the brave I think

  The poet Hart Crane created his private lexicon of ecstatic apprehension, a witchy alchemy of sound and signifier both seductive and frustrating. a language somehow teasingly just short of yielding itself up, supremely intelligent but shy of complete intelligibility, a kind of crystalline transparency.                                                                                                                              - Ron Rosenblum

  I’m trying to find a play of mine in my Mac … from 2014 … rent a beatnik, maybe my fav thing I’ve written and lo and behold the doc won’t open up … a “temporary error” message that seems very permanent.  I am currently on hold with Apple support … hoping they can help me with the matter. It’s my fault … being careless and lazy about protecting/securing my work … but it raises questions about loss.  There seems to be so much of it lately …. in machines, on mountain sides and streets, in peoples minds about things leaving and uncertainty and cruel, self serving only leaders. It’s a thing at this time worth exploring. I imagine if I had no home, no family, no memory … what or who would I be. And so much time passing and less to come and … what we need versus what we want or have. Writin’ in circles here which maybe is part of the thing. What is the thing?

  4 Things that you cannot recover  THE STONE........After it is thrown  THE WORD.........After it is said  THE OCCASION.....After it is missed  THE TIME.........After it is gone 

my oldest sis scored another birthday  talk about cut from the same cloth / 2 peas in 1 pod  she was my heaven then 

         ....  Hugo, Marcos, Larry, Paco, Jacob, Tony ...                                   like she wrote ...                                  when nothing                                           seems right                                           they b da best