rainbow hangers.

r. was listening to somebody talk about the rainbow bridge the other day and i'd never heard of it spoken that way, she was saying people are losing the rainbow bridge that brings us to heaven or perhaps is the bridge between heaven and earth, going both ways, that we've been losing that connection, and i've thought before of how animals are bridge beings, between the animal and human, a connection faltering as we annihilate vast numbers of animal species. i've thought of dogs as connection, between the exteriorized self in the matrix and the languishing passenger spirit, or as bridges between people who've forgotten how to be animal and human, who become products, human technologies, who turn to personal devices, who devolve to autopilots. 
i thought the rainbow bridge was a jimi hendrix song. it's an album, but it's a posthumus album. psychedelic span. i thought vaguely of don juan in castaneda's a separate reality. when i look it up it's all about pets going to heaven by the rainbow bridge, which is a commercial enterprise of course. that's what comes up in the search engine. i sure never think of heaven that way. man if we destroy paradise we surely won't go to heaven, only some of us, only while we're still here, in the love of bridge animals, dogs and people who understand.