Hippy gifs

FAR OUT!

strength to endure

Ad astra per alas porci

To the stars on the wings of a pig

Repeat all day

I'm in a state, I'm in a state, I'm in a state

I also live in a series of bell jars

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/International_Prototype_of_the_Kilogram

If-a you could, you would

Observation #333

First sound of cicadas at around 8:50 this evening. Just a short burst, then it was done. Heard it again the next night, similar burst. It was like someone turned on the cicada radio with the volume set too loud and then quickly turned it off.

Where is Sanctuary?

I need an ankh

Happy House

We've done no wrong with our blinkers on It's safe and calm if you sing along
This is the happy house-we're happy here in the happy house.
To forget ourselves-and pretend all's well There is no hell.

Celebrate Fireworks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I want to go home, Lena.

I don't wanna go back
I don't wanna go back
I don't wanna go back to work
A sitting duck in pandemic soup
is not my cup of tea
just want to be home in my own germies

Home is where I want to be

Handwash not brainwash
E. pluribus unum
July 4th spells
burning three snakes simultaneously
White russian with a poot
mixed with a drumpf
Flush it away
dreams about human waste
Probiotic or prebiotic?
Handwash not brainwash
We the people chant
E. pluribus unum
shadow spirits of ourselves multiply and spread out over the country,
heading east
to overcome the white house throwing a tantrum
all the shadow spirits come together to make a giant shadow spirit of you
hold it down, lull it, try to lull it, rocking back and forth
if you made it rest, good.
if not, it was still productive.
I hope you have a yard and someone to be with and sparklers
lots of sparklers.

End of June

Remember to wear blue
Toward the end of June
When the cornflower is in bloom
You can hide in a ditch with nothing to do


The cancer crab is on us all

"And just because we love us, doesn't mean we hate you."
-Masani Barnwell, NJ Bookstore co-owner of Source of Knowledge

Ms. Barnwell, left

a hole in the wall

I don't know you all from a hole in the wall
jump in on sensory deprivation, shrooms and dissolution of ego
ego death she said
not a bad idea.

I don't know you all from a hole in the wall
Still, I'm gaining energy from the room
I'm two wild and crazy guys
cackling and awkward hugs

I get sick
I get sick
Why-o why-o why-o

I don't know you all from a whole in the wall
but I'm loving you
All my tmi airing out to dry
It's so sunny here
I'm so funny here

I get sick
I get sick
Why do I do why

I guess it doesn't matter, it depends on the wall
I know me and I notice holes
But I don't know how to stop the self-flagellation

Maybe float tanks, shrooms and ego death

dogwood drupes

Say it again
dogwood drupes
soft as a magnolia catkin
the guh after the ah hits the heaviest,
especially if you let the
drupes drop out of your mouth
dogwood drupes

Observation #521

First lightning bug sighting!! This summer it seems like there are lightning bugs everywhere.

Bundie nature of things

Poemettes

Have you ever watched a snake climb from one tree to another?
It's like a vine in real time
are snakes and vines related?
did one vine reach too far and
break off,
rootless and free?

juneberries and thyme

warnings on hotdogs
hotdog warnings
victorian illustrations of 8 year olds saying ass
247 Trolls
Campbell kids saying hot damn!
butthole, buttholes, butt nuggets,
my butt, your butt, butts
Victorian butts class it up

Octo rock

Odyssey
Ram!
Dad
Mom
Brother
Sister
Dogs
Love

COVID Trends

long nose hair and shaved heads
cowboy rustler bandana
face mask fuzzy dice
Lysol perfume
copper revival
snakes everywhere
squirrel family reunions
no loud talking
no talking at all,
except for the birds
listening to birds
*I hope they don't spread it,
don't think of bird flu*
idiots in charge
distrust of leadership
lives in the hands of the brainwashed
masks to protect others
masks for spreading kindness
masks cuz we're all in it together
your freedom for masks?
don't you want to play bandit?
freedom from not having to look good
freedom to hide your expression
faux spectacles
face shields
smiling with your eyes

Day Whenever

This is how I came to be:   
Generated with the use of a three-jet Collison nebulizer and fed into a Goldberg drum.
Found in this article



I've got other things to do now owowowow

I've got to get to work now

Forgot the trouble
That's the trouble

Message in a bloggle

No one here but me-o..

Sending out an SOS!

Just before I awoke, I had a dream about the bands of my coming into adulthood generation...
the dream brushed upon those that had died and then a fictional front man that had supposedly died and I was walking down a sunny sidewalk with my head down kicking rocks singing one of his songs==walking on the mooo-Oon, walking on the mooo-Oon, walking on the moon in south defective....the south defective part isn't right, but it sounded kinda like that...===
The dream gave me a sense that there were bands of that time that I didn't know, either not very well or not at all, and needed to explore...The Verve came to mind.  I only know Bittersweet Symphony and I always liked it when it came on the radio.  But before that I had to listen to Walking on the Moon by The Police....then hell, why not put on the whole damn album?  Message in a bottle sums up the feeling of social distancing and quarantine and escape from coronavirus.

The other day I was outside listening to the birds and thinking this song== Feed the Bir-irds!  Don't they know it's Coronavirus?===  Sung to the tune of Do they know it's Christmas time?  by Band Aid, which included Sting...and Simone Le Bon...I guess Bobby Boomtown has a new one out.  Maybe he should run for president of the world?



I first posted this song on this blog when I found out I was having a boy:


The song that started this whole post.

Some may say,
I'm wishing my days away
No way
And if it's the price I pay
Some say,
Tomorrow's another day
to stay,
I may as well play

(keep it up)

Ee-O, yo yo yo

I Even Told the Golden Daffodils!

Laissez les bons temps rouler!

Morning bird song began the parade
A blue jay flashed its colors and using a nut in its beak
whistled, "Cheep! Cheep!"
Piggy squeals and Donkey brays
Eat your ice cream
Drink your brew
Smoke what you got
Blow your horn
Bang your drums
Cry your eyes out
Laugh your head off
Doggy barks and Horsey neighs
Dress up for your own parade!

Ya-mine!

Document #44

Wild Geese

You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting -
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.   

-Mary Oliver

The goose never leaves a member of its flock behind.  Mother Goose is always with you.

Mother

Propaganda coup

Propaganda-coo
Sounds cute
But it's not a panda, nor a ganda-geegore-gaday (the ultimate cuteness)
It's no cootchie-coo
Or maybe it is
Russia if you're listening
Trump loves you

Happy New Year!

Gateway Eve!