we miss our secret garden. it was not ours i know we were trespassing on private property and could have been arrested but yes we miss our secret garden. protesters blocked a ship, the harvey milk! loaded with bombs for israhell which is continuing to exterminate all palestinians and anyone trying to save life. last night i dreamed of the catastrophe, the big one, while the catastrophe in my head looms. i dreamed of p.f. who was an old friend who turned out to be a hate-filled racist. i still like his art. such is the world at present to me. enlarge this to find the dog within. it's a portal to the locked secret garden. i wonder what p.f. thinks about israhell. i think i know. free, free palestine.