home is where your soul was sown

I Saw the Light
hank williams sr.

I wandered so aimless life filed with sin
I wouldnt let my dear saviour in
Then jesus came like a stranger in the night
Praise the lord I saw the light.

I saw the light I saw the light
no more darkness no more night
Now Im so happy no sorrow in sight
Praise the lord I saw the light.

Just like a blind man I wandered along
Worries and fears I claimed for my own
Then like the blind man that God gave back his sight
Praise the lord I saw the light.

I was a fool to wander and astray
Straight is the gate and narrow the way
Now I have traded the wrong for the right
Praise the lord I saw the light.

my brain is just a jellyfish in the ocean of my head

mental floss
jimmy buffet

I'd like to be a jellyfish
'Cause jellyfish don't pay rent
They don't walk and they don't talk
With some Euro-trash accent
They're just simple protoplasm
Clear as cellophane
They ride the winds of fortune
Life without a brain

In one ear and out the other
Don't you get criss-crossed
I recommend you try a little
Mental floss

It's the small, small problems
That keep me so upset
And send me seeking shelter
Beneath my mosquito net

I stay there for hours
Protected from the night
All those insects and vipers
And other things that bite

I'd like to be a jellyfish
'Cause jellyfish don't pay rent
They don't walk and they don't talk
With some Euro-trash accent
They're just simple protoplasm
Clear as cellophane
They ride the winds of fortune
Life without a brain

In one ear and out the other
Don't you get criss-crossed
I recommend you try a little
Mental floss

what do we need?

mo' brooks!

as i rambled around on the outskirts of town

visions from the past filled my mind

the birth of strawogami, look at the detail on those fish!

does this boat look familiar?

it's a chinese fishing boat in crime fighting pirate infested waters. yarrrrr!

feed me a carrot or i'll haunt you

GONGGGGGGgggGGGGggGGGgggggg!

Q: how can you tell how many turkeys are in the field when the hay is already 3 ft tall?

A: hit the gong and count how many heads pop up as they flee for the treeline.

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what i learned to remember last sunday morning, early last sunday morning:

1. stare it in the face.

2. be aware of language barriers.

3. listen closley.

4. notice it without saying it.

5. communication is impossible and important.

6. if you're intentions are good, you're going to win.

7. you're going to need to lose everything you think you have at least once.

death is the ultimate teacher of life, has your snake eaten it's tail yet? expect it, you won't be so off your rocker when it does. accepting carries you across the river but the sea is still choppy, expect it. anticipate it. don't act so surprised and be gracious.

me i'm still out flying

Head
Railroad Earth

Wooooooah
Wooooooah

All the world is lying sleeping
Everyone in bed
Me, I’m still out flying
Trying to turn on my own head

Turn on my own head
Turn on my own head
Me, I’m still out flying
Trying to turn on my own head

Wooooooah
Wooooooah

All the world is in darkness
Every light is dead
Me, I’m still out flying
Trying to turn on my own head

Turn on my own head
Turn on my own head
Me, I’m still out flying
Trying to turn on my own head

Wooooooah
Wooooooah

All the world may go to ruin
Every dream go dead
Me, I’ll be out flying
Trying to turn on my own head

Turn on my own head
Turn on my own head
Me, I’ll be out flying
Trying to turn on my own head

Wooooooah
Wooooooah
Wooooooah

notice grandma watching out the big picture window in the picture below

god bless my roots. our roots.

Years With Rose
Yonder Mountain String Band

It's been too many years with only memories
Looking back through the years with my Rose
Back on the past, Lord Almighty she went fast
That same old Sunday kind of comes and goes
Same old Sunday kind of comes and goes

It's been too many days in this old rocking chair
Looking back down the road and 'round the bend
Hoping that I'll see her coming slowly 'round the bend
She coming with her suitcase up the lane
Strollin' with her suitcase up the lane

It's been too many nights in this old house alone
Talking back to myself in such a way
Hoping that I'll hear her gently answering me "Dear"
When she whispers in my ear she's gonna stay
Whispers in my ear she's gonna stay

farming

woof woof! woof woof woooooooof woof! Woooooooooof woof woooooof woooooof woof!

arts and craft's ship building in the waiting room of Brookwood Memorial Hospital with Grandma in order to, well, wait better, you know what i mean?

yep that's the baxter hotel on main street bozeman

hulahooping mystical clues all my life

derka derka all covered with snow

i want to explode out of my shoes and then out of my socks and then out my skin and spill into the great wide vastness of the alabama sky. i want to run out of myself and find myself standing still, everywhere, when i do. i want to go dancing with the passionate source of all that i crave and grind for and i don't want to begin doing it because i don't want to end doing it and i want to find myself having always done it anyways, like i know i have been, and always and forever more doing it still. what do you want? let's go dancing...