october eve -

i am looking forward to un-plugging for awhile - need to recharge the batteries -

out,

rich

crossroads....

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=atw6F47UCYM

found this! yea...i remember this movie...
...the guitar playing is pretty cool...the blues parts are done by ry cooder - awesome dude.

people are strange

listening to the 'doors' tonight...what music! the song is a glove fit for my thoughts tonight..i am creating a step back memory...a fanstasy to be precise - a vivid tone through the music...the passion..love it...i could paint, write, sketch all night..and wait for the light...
'people are strange' - i am humming it tonight : )

i dove into listen to some of john lee hooker's music too...did i share before i saw his house in California, while staying in Woodside/Redwood City...my dad's vietnam buddy drove me pass his house...i remember seeing all his black cars - one had a plate name 'hookman' -that was June 1998

survivors

diary sessions 'Skew' -part III monday sept 19...on central near durants...met john and his pup, sammy - they are survivors! well, perhaps i made a contribution to that title -maybe they don't want that title? though his smile and appreciation (as i gave him a few minutes and dollars) may last the day. john said he lost his house in pennslyvannia...he says there is really no need to go back home...i told him i miss my home...yet i am grounded with some level or measure of stability...and he all he wants is that same level for himself...i saw 'beauty' and a genuine spirit of this gesture; a courage of one person with the posture. and his pup sammy does not know these 'lines' other than his companionship to john - rather, a inseparable bond.
why do i feel this way...helping folks out there..easy to talk to...will it make me too vunerable..or submerge myself to a place i would not want to feel...would trap me...or will strengthen my view...my bias..my preferences...my tolerance...what will become of...
all i know, it warms me to see folks reaction as i help them in some manner -(and it should not be measured by amount of money i give...)
i just met two survivors...who have given me something
r

skin

diary sessions skew - Part II -'SKIN"
monday 4:54 pm - central ave/thomas...on my way home via the light rail -
was confronted by this guy who was wearing no shirt...only his body art...i ask what his name and what he was up to...i didn't mind talking to him....maybe he really didnt mind - i sure didn't, we were quite the pair for a few minutes. Cars rolled up and stopped at the red light..i did not look towards them - though i have a good guess they were watching us - i wonder what they thought...i mean cmon, i am here - and they are shielded safely in their cabs. cars on central avenue were watching. though for William and I, we chatted about the weather, his grocery cart, and his tattoos. i asked him where his is from..he said " i am from another planet"; "i am from New York"; i smiled and asked what he was doing here...he said he was "trying to survive" and that folks were after him...he said "you got to watch it, cause they're watching us" - i then motioned to his cart, which was filled to capacity with his life; i didn't ask beyond the strata of his affects - only if he could get something to eat or something; he asked me to help him. he told me nobody is helping him...i looked at him, raise my hand with some cash and offered; he looked at me as though i was some lost relative or something...i could see it in his eyes..they seem to be telling the story of his life...he was rather excited and joyous (there you go, laughter on Central Ave)...i could sense it (actually, i could smell it as he opened his mouth w joy) -
if the downtown terrain were removed layer by layer...we have a place where boundaries of the human emotions are so tightly bound...yet that's not how it works...a works in progress...

we are all in this together...

'skin' by sixx am is for william

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mr7t3jEDcrw&feature=related

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4M5lZdwOicw

my IPOD song list -in Chinle 1983...

Sept 10, 2011 - Saturday
If i had an iPod back when growing up in Chinle....this would be my playlist:

Fleetwood Mac ‘The Chain’ & ‘Go Your Own Way’
Blondie ‘Call Me’
Donna Summer ‘Hot Stuff’
Loverboy ‘Turn Me Loose’, ‘When it’s over’, and ‘Lucky Ones’
Motley Crue ‘Take me to the Top’ & ‘Too Fast for Love’
Styx – ‘Too much time on my Hands’
Foreigner ‘Double Vision’
Joan Jett & Blackhearts ‘I Love Rock & Roll’

Riding around with Redline BMX bike, skating at the catholic church, or hanging out at SandBox gameroom – after all, we lived right behind the place…

one year to plan - "...im crazy...but you like it.."

i would love to go back to school - grad school that is...had great communications with a few folks down at CALA _University of AZ...they say i would be a great candidate for the master's program -i think it would be awesome to get back 'home' - life is too short to get consumed...keep it open and simple, believe everything else will follow....
"...im crazy...but you like it.."

the pear

the pear

...see more
i see less
a delicate grasp...of this
moment i remember at rest
truly a surrender...

...a moment to bless
all i see
is 'the pear'