Throw the Pumpkin at the Tree

(unless you think that pumpkin holds your destiny,
cast it off into the sea, bake that pie and eat it with me)

"it's go WEST, young man."

from Boulder: I have made it to the mountains and it feels good. Revelations come in tongues, come in sweets and come in sours and come in all sorts of hidden, archetypal flavors. In the mountains my tongue is sensitive to the receptions the earth offers this far above the sea, this close to the sun. A delicate balance and the nerve not to run, it’s not a race this close to the sun.

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Going to California
Led Zepplin

Spent my days with a woman unkind,
Smoked my stuff and drank all my wine.
Made up my mind to make a new start,
Going to california with an aching in my heart.
Someone told me there’s a girl out there
With love in her eyes and flowers in her hair.
Took my chances on a big jet plane,
Never let them tell you that they’re all the same.
The sea was red and the sky was grey,
Wondered how tomorrow could ever follow today.
The mountains and the canyons started to tremble and shake
As the children of the sun began to awake.
Seems that the wrath of the gods
Got a punch on the nose and it started to flow;
I think I might be sinking.
Throw me a line if I reach it in time
I’ll meet you up there where the path
Runs straight and high.
To find a queen without a king;
They say she plays guitar and cries and sings.
La la la la
Ride a white mare in the footsteps of dawn
Tryin’ to find a woman who’s never, never, never been born.
Standing on a hill in my mountain of dreams,
Telling myself it’s not as hard, hard, hard as it seems.