back to 01.14.02

though i am nowhere near ready to die, i believe immortality could be a real nightmare. especially if you were stuck in an over lit world power fast food restaurant between planets. and the computer fucked up and the a.m. byron radio would not shut off.

thank fuck, the goddess vagina, for alice cooper and high voltage.

i don't think we should be serious. there has been a serious shortage of fun. there are counties were no one laughs. capitalism is okay if it works, hell, i'd love a little more capital, but if it ain't fun, it's no good.

since i have a stove i can use, i've become a big fan of frozen pizza.

_duck stop_

a strange animal, we are. i think of me standing on a mountain with a friend knowing i was going to choose the road less traveled. some who have been close, had concerns. i'm on the other side now. the first side. the same side i stood before i let chance take me where she would. and i'm glad she does because had i made the decisions, i wouldn't have allowed myself the lessons i needed.

for the approval of woman.

not even half way through the 108 pages they have left me. and my writing has become small. since i don't control my writing with my left hand, it could mean that there's a few more things to write than i am yet aware.

it won't be in this letter. i'm going to grab one of the stories, perhaps the one at the airport where upset drug lord had asked to have our passports retained. but i won't. i'll mention a few days before. in a house in the mountains. fine rum to sip. and my first mango experience. taken ripe from a tree and pealed and eaten.

cd crashed.

i always manage to burn myself when making brownies. this time with full hot magma in hand. but the lizard held out and didn't drop it. the thing is, i almost always see it coming. and don't want to avoid it.

the guy said, he's cool. college student. funny. he smells like a nark. let's see if i'm right.

i'm playing at it. i was never quite aware of it. i've been experimenting and testing and i can't stop. i will try to avoid trouble i've already seen. i don't think i can avoid trouble. i'm a dormant trouble maker.

aware of this.

i will end this letter and hope for a visit from the muse goddess for the next letter.

when i know to who, i'll know what.

thanks for being there man. you are among one of the sanest humans i've chanced to meet. chance did me good.


brother john rah