i guess maybe i'm i'm drawn back to beckett. maybe sam's calling me. i watched happy days which just appeared at the library and then s. said she read not i and saw the film, and i had in my queue notfilm, an essay on beckett and film. 
i guess i'm trailing off the akashic stuff. i mean, the akashic stuff is in the air already, so maybe i'm trailing into that air. i figured if e. wasn't interested in the blogwriting she mightn't do a real reading of me. and theosophy? i'll see what percolates up. i liked that brochure. sometimes a travel brochure's all you need to start your travels and not even hafta like nafta, go.

also i'm reading the history of arcadia, the great dunes in michigan that were somehow saved from the dam power company which seized them by the sick law of imminent domain/imminent destruction. the freaks failed to deliver their payload of destruction and went haha belly up. to this place i might actually go.

i guess i'm going home today. i'm more away these days. i'm floating. i'm in this vista home in the sky and my place feels low. and i wish all the guns would disintegrate and people would just slap each other like the good old days.

i'm going home for a minute, where my reading chair waits disconsolately.