Wingdingy for Brainbelly Posts

A brief and sentimental view of what the appearence and early works of Bob Dylan was maybe like to some. I definitely had good exposure to that group of contemporary artists who were on the threshold of new dangers and hope that American society was facing in those days, during and between wars and racial unrest. As a newly liberated teenager of the late sixties I was exploring relationships, ideas and trying to avoid a hail of bullets being offered to me for the possible esteem my serving or dead brothers cousins and uncles were barely achieving. So the voices of folk music crying with the stolid but tradition bound soul of people eventually embracing the power of electric instrumentation to raise a voice above the bombs falling on foreign cities and the truncheon beating down upon our brothers at home. Dylan was one of those feeling and freeing the shift. For the love of Bob, this is a well done and somewhat understated movie.

I have minimalistic Tactics Too! So There!

The Sun God is surrounded by darkness
streaming out rivers of the irradiant!

Let us be Visionaries (visitors) of a greater reality,
securely adjusting the dynamics of a greater cosmos
((Where we are gifted to see))
Such as we are, such as will be

Do you See me Janus?

May you be struck by the thongs of Lupercalia.

there are forces always looking

for the next messiah and the next

events along the ring of fire

miracles and revelations

no realistic sin (they say)

just human error

tom the drum

the day to come will

sure to show peril

of cursing your self

for not seeing

reality has grinding edges

there for shredding

hiding the real injury

oppression …was spiritual

and conviction and adherence to dirty words

while drafty castles glisten with the rain

coming in. the ending

crude and stupidly cool

it’s all just a party to him

with his cranes and

his cameras and microphones

to capture hints of plots

to take all his toys and fake money

and fake news away

until tomorrow so we can

start again

god, are we in a war?

are we out of one yet?

I thought adults were better at this.

HJM 5/21/19

In contemplating all the things going on in our lives how do we ever make fair and sensible choices? How many things do we just do with no choice?
When one makes a bad choice or bad choices are made for us, how do we take responsibility? What equips us for the future? How do people working and doing most of the labor in the country have much of an understanding as to what affects their life and what powers of change they might have?
Unemployment has given many more time to think. Are they more happy or more concerned. Are they better informed? I have more time these days to think about everything but at some point I have to just shut down and try to digest it all and make some sort of reasonable plan. How the heck do we do all this stuff? What do you do first? Where do you go for advice? Who do you trust? Who cares about you? Who do you care about?

what binds us close together?

our perfects

or our mistakes?

the chance of you being

as good as you are

are amongst the odds

to be complete is to dance

to be happy is to walk with angels

to die is incomplete

the nature of light surrounds us

we are light passing through

glasses filled with filters

exchanging atoms and photons

we build an image to the past

our prismatic systems

charge the impulse of our perception,

up looping a glorious

sensitivity to alive!

Bunch of people want to change things when we can hardly see how the mechanism works. Most of the needed things get done anyway, at least in this country it seems. Protecting all our rights and allowing for our differences, mostly our society seems to work. Didn’t someone say ‘you can’t please all the people all the time’? There is still a lot of ‘help one another’ going on. If you feel something is broken and needs to be fixed you have to know the parts and how it operates. If you have to replace a part you either have to go to the original manufacturer or find a proper and reliable substitute. If you take it apart and reassemble it with faulty parts its going to break down again.Then, in some cases, the bubble gum and bailing wire holds it together just long enough to get the mechanism to the place where someone who understands it all can say with all knowledge and conviction “you’re going to have to get a new one, this is broken and can’t be fixed”.

HJM 11/15/2015

The flakes of time are tumbling

through the halls of Hadron

to collide in concepts parallel

and divine

Meanwhile axions demand action and

inform you through pixels light

take thy medication

HJM circa 2015

Out Thursday Window

the clouds wander

aimlessly brushing

the hills bumping the mountains

dropping frozen dust into

resolute streams persuading

intercontinental drift

licking ages of stone

surrendering gold and rainbow

trout

fingerlings of trees

break the cold gray

reach

relentless for sun and breeze

hawks scour the grounds

feasting

meals on reels

lifted upon updrafts

with little sound as the

the clacking black ravens

heckle…

its all too serious

HJM circa 2013

Sometime I lose my mind to find myself

I might feel better than I appear

I might sing worse than I gargle

I might wear pink lemonade with sandles

you should pull me near

I have an odd way of thinking

you might think that is queer

if you keep wiggling that finger at me

I might lend you my ear

Wax my affections

rub the windows clear

I have family in washington

but they usually dont care.

you rent the tuxedo

and I’ll drive the cab

dont ask me for directions

you cant get there from here

I strike the nail into the monolith

cursed to pay rent to the streets

I’m not a randy American

I cant sing hail to the chief

you dont want to much

something to believe in

I want compassion with sleeves

yeah

giving out free cheese on

every third Wednesday

screw the damn charity hacks,

I’m living with this disease

I want a prize in every package

trails of smoke flying near to the sun

tie up my troubles in a zipper sack

savin’ up nickels for a rope or a gun

HJM

C 2005