dirty angel

i saw bach in the sky. at first i thought he was smiling but i think now it may have been a grimace too.

copp and blowfish

copp's apple diary: do not even think about my apple.

goose cascade

heaven and earth are mirrors. the pope says dogs can now go to heaven, and i say maybe one day people will ascend. some say hell is other people. and i'd say heaven would be a heaven of dogs, and therefore only in my mind.

nons

now we rise, and we are, everywhere.  nick drake

the sun got small and then went away in a dust of snow

a golden boy was giddily swallowed by the sea and spat back out to roll in the mud

the truth is an offense, but not a sin.

there is no way to leave.  nick drake  (though he wrote that and made it song, he did find a way to blue. it makes me sad when so often the most sensitive and eloquent humans kill themselves.)

time of no reply is calling me to say, there's no hello and no goodbye. for me there is no way.   again, nick drake.