Category: Poetry

Poems, shards, fragments, prose, experiments

  • B is for Beating: around the Bush:

    Really great slice of some of the greatest living American writer’s and Satirist’s. Brilliant example of the kind of material most European telecommunication monopolies eclipse and sweep under the carpet.
    Follow the hyperlink for the MP3 of the show!

    Thankyou Seven Stories press and New York sound Posse for making this GEM available.

    Acrillic Figa

    “An Evening of Satire
    hosted by Seven Stories Press
    October 6, 2005 at 7pm
    Concert Hall of the New York Society for Ethical Culture
    2 W. 64th Street, at Central Park West
    New York, NY

    with: Art Buchwald, Barry Crimmins, Paul Krassner, Kurt Vonnegut

    With playwright/actor/poet Sarah Jones as master of ceremonies, and an introduction on American satire by Lewis Lapham, author of Gag Rule: On the Suppression of Dissent and Stifling of Democracy.

    Wise and incendiary political satire at its best hosted by Seven Stories Press, publisher of Crimmins’ Never Shake Hands with a War Criminal, and upcoming: Buchwald’s Beating Around the Bush, Krassner’s One Hand Jerking: Reports From an Investigative Satirist, and Vonnegut’s A Man Without A Country.
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  • World cup review #1 England vs. Paraguay

    Seem’s somebody did not like this blog when i first posted it on saturday.
    So i’ll post it again and see if it stay’s posted! [Tuesday 13th June 2006]

    I have decided to spit my thoughts and reflexions on England’s football quest for the holy golden cup. Contrary to what many of my friends and family think – i love football – and especially world cup football. I like it when people of the world unite through competitive sports a good example of positive globalization and the potential of international global communication – so here’s some of my thoughts just now [4.50 PM Saturday 10th June, 2006. West Midlands, England.]

    Smiles on the Brit red faces – emerging in slow motion on video replay when the English goal was scored by one of paraguay’s own players.

    The highlight for me came when Robinson the English GOAL-keeper launched the ball from his hoof and it bounced off the giant Television monitors hanging from the sizzling Frankfurt stadium cieling. It reminded me about how TV influences the game of football sometimes.

    The referee called Marco Rodriguez seemed rather biased against England at times with his often skewed decisions, such as booking Peter Crouch with a yellow card for a tackle that appeared on video pretty clean and within the acceptable level of aggression to me – he went for the ball, but the player with possession of the ball went tumbling over in a way that gave the impression to the Mexican referee that Crouch was playing dirty and below the standard of acceptable conduct. I disagreed with that particular decision.

    Songs such as “Self preservation society” and “God save the Queen” rang out from the England fans and i rekon Prince William who was at the game rather enjoyed this selection – rather boring tunes to my ears but nonetheless songs that aimed to brighten up the spirits of the English players who were especially feeling the 30 degree heat. They looked like frankfurter sausages at times in the second half of the match in which Paraguay improved their rate of shots at goal and their amount of time in possession of the magical football which is new and scientifically designed to…..swerve more easily? i dunno?

    Thankyou Paraguay for helping England get 3 points from their first game and also for reminding me that the real goal is at home. The word home-goal represents to me, today the sense of self knowledge; and drives home the phrase “Home is where the heart is” into my mind.

    It’s funny to me how all the goal’s in football only lead to winning a golden cup, the individual goal’s themselves do not have specific meanings in the sense of describing a set of desires or “things.” They just appear a means to win and what’s winning but an invisible concept attached to certain game rules and certain conditions? Goal’s are a lot like “thing’s” in that they are non-specific, like “stuff” and “whatchamacallits”

    In football everybody will’s for a goal, a ball in the net thing – which i can only deduce from my limited perceptions to be related to the Golden Cup or “Holy Grail” of world football – Surely not – there must be more to this. An invisible force ? pride? prestige? patriotism or simple and innocent love of one’s own gene pool and country? Something!

    I had fun watching the match, i loved watching the crowds faces igniting in slow motion when England scored, or should i say when Paraguay scored – in their own goal hole?

    With the U.S.A and England and Iran and Saudi Arabia and Germany and France and Italy all playing games together, i would imagine that a GOAL; a real GOAL for this World Cup hoofball event would be to forge better relationships between these nations, their so called national representatives and the common people who live in these nations. Unified in their love for sport, competition and games!

    Maybe they might start discussing their respective sponsors and asking themselves if football and beer, or football and fatty fast foods have much in common with one another? But hey this is just football right, not neuropolitiq or socio-psychological warfare between the worlds biggest corporate superpowers. Just a game right, and I’m lovin it!

    Here’s some other news stories about the game
    http://football.guardian.co.uk/worldcup2006
    http://www.channel4.com/news

    Acrillic Figa

  • WC is for World Cup: of sugar fat and Satan’s jiszm

    I’m lovin it, Satan is Nationwide,

    Carlsberg, Pepsi Max alcosugar sweet

    Ronaldo Macdonaldo

    Alcohol, fat, preservatives and a world cup of sugar

    Pimped by Sportsmen who don’t know the game [they are all silent, yet paid in full]

    10’000 satanic corporations ride upon their shirtbacks,

    Children are throwing up fizzy orange Mcnuggets onto the green football field

    Drunk and lovin it!

    Hooked on sugar; hung like a nation to a RED cross!

    Please do not get cross if you loose a simple game.

    How about some fruit and vegetables for the children you motherfuckers?

    Strawberries and cream!

    Rhubarb and vanilla ice cream!

    Horse raddish and Salad cream!

    Apples and grapes! THINK about health; that’s real wealth you motherfuckers.

    How will a sports team win anything if they are sucking

    And playing with Satan’s corporate cock jizm, and lovin it!

    The world cup has become clogged full of Big macs, vomit and beer Jizm.

    Over to you John.

    p.s I love football because it remains a simple game anyone can play – with a ball and a flat playing surface. I love games and sports and healthy stuff. I don’t like unfair games with unfair rules such as unrestricted corporate capitalism and the way that unhealthy products that healthy sportspeople would not consume before or during their sports performance unless it involved massive corporate bribes [David Beckham and co.] Unhealthy substances are pimped and prostituted to our children and families and loved one’s by fake cultural hero’s, celebrities and media whores. The lowest and sickest kind of propaganda i have whitnessed in all my life time. And the war on some people who use some drugs continues to ruin the lives of millions of people world wide.

    Acrillic

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  • FA is for Fly Agaric: Reports from 1796/97

    [From the diary of a Polish army officer, published in 1863, who was fed fly-agaric as medicine during a visit to Kamchatka in 1796 or 1797:] I ate half my medicine and at once stretched out, for a deep sleep overtook me. Dreams came one after the other. I found myself as though magnetized [mesmerized] by the most attractive gardens where …a group of the most beautiful women dressed in white going to and fro seemed to be occupied with the hospitality of the earthly paradise….[Later, upon taking more of the mushroom,] I fell asleep anew and did not wake up for twenty-four hours. It is difficult, almost impossible, to describe the visions I had in such a long sleep…What I noticed in these visions and what I passed through are things that I felt I had seen or experienced some time before, and also things that I would never imagine even in my thoughts. – http://www.erowid.org/plants/amanitas/amanitas_writings5.shtml

    A huge thankyou to Fire and Earth erowid for their continued scientific and scholarly resources. I find them one of the most consistant and informative entheogenic resources on web 2.0
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  • H is for Horseplay @ Finnegans Wake

    “JAMES JOYCE, nominated by Kieren Fallon last month as one he was looking forward to riding this season, makes his reappearance in the Leopardstown 2,000 Guineas Trial today, writes Tony O’Hehir. – http://www.tmcnet.com/usubmit/2006/04/15/1574976.htm

    “1911-1915: SB attends a small, private kindergarten school run by two German sisters, Misses Ida and Pauline Elsner in Leopardstown. Shortly thereafter the Beckett brothers leave the Misses Elsners’ Academy to attend a larger school called Earlsfort House in Dublin, not far from the Harcourt Street station. – http://www.groveatlantic.com/grove/bin/wc.dll?groveproc~genauth~56~0~info~chrono

    “During the race, parts of High Street, Highland Street, Bridge Street, Ames Street and Pine Street will be closed to traffic.
    Hanley said yesterday he expects good weather will bring a high turnout.
    The race itself features more than 40 actors dressed in period garb strewn about the course, reading excerpts from Joyce’s most celebrated works.Ê – http://www.dailynewstranscript.com/localRegional/view.bg?articleid=74929

    “as singsing so Salaman susuing to swittvitles while as
    unbluffingly blurtubruskblunt as an Esra? the cat, the cat’s meeter,
    the meeter’s cat’s wife, the meeter’s cat’s wife’s half better, the
    meeter’s cat’s wife’s half better’s meeter, and so back to our
    horses, – http://mv.lycaeum.org/Finnegan/viewpage.cgi?page=116&like=horse

    “16. Nora’s handjob was on 27 Aug 1904” – http://groups.google.com/group/rec.arts.books/msg/e4c3ac262ab205b8?dmode=source&hl=en

    “The stain, and that a teastain (the overcautelousness
    of the masterbilker here, as usual, signing the page away), marked
    it off on the spout of the moment as a genuine relique of ancient
    Irish pleasant pottery of that lydialike languishing class known as
    a hurry-me-o’er-the-hazy.
    Why then how?
    Well, almost any photoist worth his chemicots will tip anyone
    asking him the teaser that if a negative of a horse happens to melt
    enough while drying, well, what you do get is, well, a positively
    grotesquely distorted macromass of all sorts of horsehappy values
    and masses of meltwhile horse.Ê – http://mv.lycaeum.org/Finnegan/viewpage.cgi?page=111&like=horse

    “my maymoon’s honey, my fool to the last Decemberer,
    to wake himself out of his winter’s doze and bore me down like he
    used to.
    Is there irwell a lord of the manor or a knight of the shire at strike,
    I wonder, that’d dip me a dace or two in cash for washing and
    darning his worshipful socks for him now we’re run out of
    horsebrose and milk?
    Only for my short Brittas bed made’s as snug as it smells it’s
    out I’d lep and off with me to the slobs deua Tolka or the plage au
    Clontarf to feale the gay aire of my salt troublin bay and the race
    of the saywint up me ambushure.
    Onon! Onon! tell me more. Tell me every tiny teign. I want
    to know every single ingul. Down to what made the potters fly
    into jagsthole. And why were the vesles vet. That homa fever’s
    winning me wome. If a mahun of the horse but hard me! – http://mv.lycaeum.org/Finnegan/viewpage.cgi?page=201&like=horse

    “Time: the pressant.
    With futurist onehorse balletbattle pictures and the Pageant
    of Past History worked up with animal variations amid
    everglaning mangrovemazes and beorbtracktors by Messrs Thud and
    Blunder. – http://mv.lycaeum.org/Finnegan/viewpage.cgi?page=221&like=horse

    “Clean and easy, be the hooker !
    And a free for croaks after. Dovlen are out for it. So is Rathfinn.
    And, hike, here’s the hearse and four horses with the
    interprovincial crucifixioners throwing lots inside to know whose to be
    their gosson and whereas to brake the news to morhor. – http://mv.lycaeum.org/Finnegan/viewpage.cgi?page=377&like=horse


    “Why do you so lifesighs, my precious, as
    I hear from you, with limmenings lemantitions, after that swollen
    one? I am not sighing, I assure, but only I am soso sorry about
    all in my saarasplace. Listen, listen ! I am doing it. Hear more to
    those voices! Always I am hearing them. Horsehem coughs
    enough. – http://mv.lycaeum.org/Finnegan/viewpage.cgi?page=571&like=horse

    “And, of course, dear professor, I
    understand. You can trust me that though I change thy name
    though not the letter never while I become engaged with my
    first horsepower, masterthief of hearts, I will give your lovely
    face of mine away, my boyish bob, not for tons of donkeys, to
    my second mate, with the twirlers the engineer of the
    passioflower – http://mv.lycaeum.org/Finnegan/viewpage.cgi?page=459&like=horse

    “– You hear things. Besides (and serially now) bushes have
    eyes, don’t forget. Hah!
    — Which moral turpitude would you select of the two, for
    choice, if you had your way? Playing bull before shebears or the
    hindlegs off a clotheshorse?Ê – http://mv.lycaeum.org/Finnegan/viewpage.cgi?page=522&like=horse

    “You plied
    that pokar, gamesy, swell as aye did, while there were flickars
    to the flores. He may be humpy, nay, he may be dumpy but there
    is always something racey about, say, a sailor on a horse. – http://mv.lycaeum.org/Finnegan/viewpage.cgi?page=606&like=horse

    “I forgive you, grondt Ondt, said the Gracehoper, weeping,
    For their sukes of the sakes you are safe in whose keeping.
    Teach Floh and Luse polkas, show Bienie where’s sweet
    And be sure Vespatilla fines fat ones to heat.
    As I once played the piper I must now pay the count
    So saida to Moyhammlet and marhaba to your Mount!
    Let who likes lump above so what flies be a full ‘un;
    I could not feel moregruggy if this was prompollen.
    I pick up your reproof, the horsegift of a friend,
    For the prize of your save is the price of my spend.
    Can castwhores pulladeftkiss if oldpollocks forsake ’em
    Or Culex feel etchy if Pulex don’t wake him? – http://mv.lycaeum.org/Finnegan/viewpage.cgi?page=418&like=horse
    “Saying whiches, see his bow on the hapence, with a
    pattedyr but digit here, he scooped the hens, hounds and horses
    biddy by bunny, with an arc of his covethand, saved from the
    drohnings they might oncounter, untill his cubid long, to hide in
    dry. Aside. Your sows tin the topple, dodgers, trink me dregs!
    Zoot!
    And with the gust of a spring alice the fossickers and swaggelers
    with him on the hoof from down under piked forth desert roses in
    that mulligar scrub.
    Reenter Ashe Junior. Peiwei toptip, nankeen pontdelounges.
    Gives fair day. Cheroot. Cheevio!
    Off.Ê – http://mv.lycaeum.org/Finnegan/viewpage.cgi?page=321&like=horse

    “Wickenlow, garden of Erin, before she ever dreamt she’d lave
    Kilbride and go foaming under Horsepass bridge, with the great
    southerwestern windstorming her traces and the midland’s
    grainwaster asarch for her track, to wend her ways byandby – http://mv.lycaeum.org/Finnegan/viewpage.cgi?page=203&like=horse

    “All Swell That Aimswell, the Cup and
    the Stirrup, he sought his wellwarmed leababobed in a
    housingroom Abide With Oneanother at Block W.W., (why didn’t
    he back it?) Pump Court, The Liberties, and, what with
    moltapuke on voltapuke, resnored alcoh alcoho alcoherently to
    the burden of I come, my horse delayed, nom num, the
    substance of the tale of the evangelical bussybozzy and the
    rusinurbean – http://mv.lycaeum.org/Finnegan/viewpage.cgi?page=40&like=horsehttp://mv.lycaeum.org/Finnegan/viewpage.cgi?page=40&like=horse

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  • WCSQ is for WORLD CLASS START QUALIFIER

    English ar wydely con.sidered fust modem
    Society to develoop swimmin aza sport
    And, Poiklitics as a soggy tea bag tale

    Ar bin terested in swimmin un’ splish sposhin’
    Cashin sports. Riffy Cash scams bore me
    Dryland based libconbore politikx
    Bourgeoisee yow
    Bore me,,,

    April 1, 1974: Mosh up a’ former cownty borough of
    Dude-ley, with the Burroughs of Alesowing
    And flouridge.

    Button the market peepull “vote”
    With their own wonga tickets
    And so them’s with mowa wonga get mowwa “votes”
    Inherited, or wage layba produced survival tickets
    Ou cares?

    Arf soaked public lyke brainbathed fish
    Them vaguely aware of the cut in which they swim.
    Ar bin golden at the 2012 oilixpix

    1837: Fust paddlin comps held in London’s splashing pools.
    July of 1967: Doodley con.cill ban yokles swimming in Lodge Farm Rezza
    Because… swimmers were becoming obstructions
    To boats on the water
    July 20th, 1967: Pablo Neruda receives the fust Viareggio-Versile prize.

    1987: Teaurbridge floetry Club wus demolishevelled by Mudley Clownsilly
    Cuz it wuz riffy, and them replaced it with leisure pond fur blooming 90’s
    Leisure and disinvestment indus.try
    Very noyse, but unsuitable fur competitive swimuming.
    7th January, 1869: furst meating of Amateur Slimming
    Association.

    4th June, 1901: Ourbridge Floetry Club founded as
    Pablo Picasso exhibits his paintings in Paris fur the fust tyme
    They feet. acrobats,
    Harlequins, prostitutes, beggars, scrubbas and artists.

    Deslumber 31st 2005: Untied ingdome giz o’er
    Her presidensea ov the Con.cill ov Eurobeen Onyin.

    2nd August, 1900: Foundrynation stone of Nowourbridge
    Public Baths wuss laid by Isaac Nash.
    Bath water come from a well cut in local sandstown.
    Annual subscription fix’d at fiyv shillyns
    Juss 25 pence, a bargain for a 12 yerolt kid
    Werkin 60 hours a week for 2.d in a myne

    1939-1945: Towerbridge baths closed fur public due to word war II.
    17th May 1923: O.pen air swimming bath med at Stiridge

    3:30, 31st December 2005, Brierley ill Leisure Centre
    Closed. By DudMetBoCou.
    72 con.cillors, representing 24 wairds
    Both an electoryall boundary and
    A divizion within a horse pickle

    1894: Brierley Hill comes n’ urb.an di.strict
    Under the yocal yobernment Akt of 1894.

    2006: There are 23 olympic sized cuts in the YUK. England 15,
    Scotland 4, Ireland 2 and Wales 1.
    1 iz under con.struction
    At the Merry’ Hell shampooing center
    Poiklitics seems lyk a pools lottery in 2006x

    An Oilympic Pool is 25m wyd
    Depth ov 2.0m minymum
    50m in length, while the 25m width
    Allows for 8 laynes, each 2.5m whyd
    With an extra 2 spaces of 2.5m wyd outside oss rowds 1 and 8.
    2.5 x 8 tracks = 20m + (2.5m x 2) = 25m in total as

    1896 and 1906, women could’nt participate in
    Oilympic gairms cuz…
    Baron Pierre de Coubertin eld firmly to the rumpant conservative
    Dogma of the Victoryian eara, that women wuz too
    Frail to engage in competitive sports.

    I lyke competition in the cut. I lyk fun sports.
    Yet privatization wud not never ever resalt in tru competition
    If a natural monopoly exists wool it?
    Your Scrumpin’ our orchards!

    Conlablibortive Burroughs talktics:
    Slaving urban language Sub-contracts with precise
    Gaffers waffle

    1960: British conernments Beeching Actx hijack
    The costs ov running the British tram system by pullin’
    The plug, on what them considered to be unprofitable riffy” railway lyons

    Among uver tings, Leonardo Da Vinshe wrote about flow>
    Of water in rivers, and ow flow zeffected
    By various obstacles in er’ row’d

    Ow ya transfurring propertea
    From public ownership to private merchant ownerships?
    And/or, both/and… transfiguring the monagemint
    Of a service or activitea from an arf soaked gaffernment…
    To the private pocket secta
    Who issues it, How?
    Rekkids are set crooked
    With some Doodley Burrough accense

    1917: S.F.C Motto crafted upon the S. Coat of donnies.
    Bridge and 2 gold’n froots,
    Gold Fleace suspunded by black Chains of Skin
    And Leather Dressing LTD.
    Chayn Cable Industries, and them hanging sheeple.
    ‘1 heart, 1 why’, singleness of mind and
    Purpoise. To steer, shepard, pilot, escort, swimmer.
    1 pool, 3 million folks. No wey serviam.
    Are yow billdin pools in Iraq for babe lovers that YOU liberated?

    March 1990: After many swummers protest throughout Thatchers late 1980’s
    With signs and LOUD chanting
    The grystal Leisure Centre wuz born, twice
    Pun historic baths jed corpse
    It re:open.ed con.plete wid gravy machine,
    Ellefonts, Bond.i beach beats and
    A Non-competitive swimming pund.

    Will a swimmer be free’d from yampy chains of capitalist slaverewind
    When they docked away our baths for them’s private
    Pools, private betting and private gaming crackers

    Britomartis Triton Leucothoea Posedawone
    [WORLD CLASS START QUALIFIER]

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  • Slice of the tribal cheesecake

    THIS IS NOT SPAM
    But hot slices
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  • HS is for High Sierra festival 2005 (Poem)

    Acrillic Figa is back

    My experiences at the 15th High Sierra festival last year have become Difficult to translate into writing.
    Somewhat troublesome
    Especially moments of speechlessness – how can i
    Explain these audio experiences?
    Please enjoy yr Mixed drinks –

    400 miles long my body stretches
    My waist ranges between 40 and 70 miles wide
    I swing to the west
    Near to my eastern thighs are
    Several peaks

    Multiple peaks rise more than 14’000 feet
    The highest of the high sierra peaks is called
    Miss Whitney at 14’495 feet
    Miss Sierra nevada covers about 30’000 square miles
    I love her

    The last time i tasted and toasted with miss
    Sierra nevada she tasted
    Of honeysap
    Not like mountain dew, or 7 up,
    This mother tasted like severn peaks
    Dipped in lemon guinness honey lavender
    Hickorysoma stuff
    And the clouds –

    Reconfigured and attenuated by music by
    Machine man mountain smiling interfaces
    Semi-detached Souls play their own groove
    Melody is groovy
    Stringy glue that binds a good festival together
    Instrument, communications, Jamin
    Plateau of brewskis in the sky
    Blended

    Grandma sat knitting a mountain green orange purple shawl
    The earth: a tied dyed rocky jazz jumper.
    Folk, bonded with RV hookups,
    Tent pegs of friendship, tissues and snackaroonies
    Silver kegs of ampegs
    Fireworks, cameras, charcoal grills, fun lovers
    Smouldering naked vegetables
    Pale ale vision
    Cooking and smoking hot
    Ready for eating

    Bound over with electric
    Acoustic soul-rebel miles reversed fingered into G’s
    Feet Davis tripping
    Over

    Buttered Tickets and slugs in the night
    Flip flop beauties wave,
    Lost my one flipflo
    Thats why i’m hoppin
    Got the Tahoe blues
    Super Syncopated swing
    Smoking Hot pyjamas!
    Garaj delta greetins

    Surprise bluesman
    And clouds
    Gabby Frisel
    Mixed drinks
    Mixed music by the wind!

    I Dreamt only last night of
    Drumcircles amplified by forest television
    I seen it man,
    Branching out through dreams in woods
    Circlular dreaming of percussive drum carts
    Drum and golf rovers, drum and pace racing
    Taka tin taka cycle
    My smoky dreams all Hazy and glazed
    By lovers water spray
    AH….

    Keeps lovers cool while in the musical meadow
    Dewy misty mountain top, low cut
    Tao drops te ching te ching taka ting taka ching
    My tongues on my chin
    Whoa!

    Hot hips, whoa!
    Her of the funk spirits, awake the groove conscience
    Absolute dissapears behind a shrub
    Ranges meltone
    And i dreamt off again:

    >br>High up, bound with mountain manring
    String bands strong bonds,
    Seduced by dead kenny G’s theory in A#
    Syncopated, electric sex
    Banana slug mastersounds
    Hot buttered flowmotion
    Alo Alo
    What is this sound?

    Tiny mountain blue claypools swirling
    Ten mile high tidal groove
    Flasks full, a pocket of trees
    And the clouds
    Free peoples
    Bliss them conspirators

    Natural bridges dechorded, meltone into perpetual grooves
    Blue ocean Jazz machine versus
    Mountain sky bluesman
    And the clouds

    10,000 feet, moving
    Vibrating over 30,000 square miles
    Sneakin out for your musemeant and for the nocturnals –
    Kimock Williams and friends
    Al Howard lymbyc system
    Surprise me Mr Davis and
    Bill Frisell and
    Dj williams projekt
    And the food, yes!

    I’ve sketched a kinky railroad earth poem
    Ode to the clouds.
    Ride with medicine snake tracks up the swimming claypool
    A Monsoon and tidal joy feast
    Old freight train chuggin, upright bass
    And the clouds and violins mix
    Parked myself in a jeweled waterspout Garaj
    And the clouds

    Folklore medicine prophet show,
    Samantha Stollenwerck and many
    Groovy bands play
    I’m meltone.
    let me set the scene:
    Wonderland
    I wonder into the Sierra nevada
    Mountains in Spain
    In mind.

    Sitting peacefully with Blue turtle lotus
    Yoga showboyz and girls
    Oh, the girls!
    Keep Tahoe blue! and other pools and lakes too
    Everyday is like an old school earthday
    Mixed strings

    Everyones acoustic soul-rebel orchestra playing
    Without a pause
    Benevento/Russo delta Duo
    Cloud Orchestra play for free
    Tickets are $145.00 each!
    Alekorophobia nation surrounded by more ninjas.
    Dirty notes and Jackmormons with spearheads
    And the clouds.
    Reggie Watts, Gabby La la, Mike Gordon and Jamie Janover
    Tide of Lotus delta.
    Seeing Jon Cleary
    And the Cloudy mixed
    Notes

    Band looped after band of snappy nappy smoothies
    Wrapped up in String theory
    I’m still, sitting still
    Sitting with ice cream
    This is paradise
    Perpetual dreaming
    Up and up again
    To the Goddess of funk
    Skerik Syncopated Septet
    Dancing shivas
    Prisoners of conscience,
    Meltone. Sitting. Watching fear dissapear over high yonder.
    Pfft into the clouds

    Sketches of Jessica Lurie
    K23 Jazz odyssey
    A natural bridge appeared between times.
    Super Festival string theory i call it.
    Hightimes. Spacetime. And the clouds
    feat. Eric Mcfadden and Wally Ingram
    Soul music haze
    Blending and bending musicians
    Players all in shape

    Two gallants; Papa Mali and Mother hips
    Mother Mountain greetings, and to the river
    And to the clouds
    High up and far off in marshal mellows
    Absolute monster Sierra mountains
    Huge!

    Festival spirits in abundance
    Sleeping bag critters like stoned Slugs in wonderland
    Prophets and Gentlemen
    A congress for peace inside the music hall,
    Government mule rides for the good folk
    I felt Bill Frisel’d
    Funkt ‘n out
    Never felt stuck in the jamhouse tho
    Happy drinks are happy drinks, right?
    And the Mahal gas stunk of
    Hot buttered flowmotion

    Loverly
    Sparkle and prettyness
    And the clouds bring many cools spells
    Grandma mountain is casting air spirals
    Up dresses
    In the barn i saw strange animals
    And the Mountain remains unnamed
    Unknown, silent –

    What must it be like to be a pebble

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