Tuesday, June 30, 2020

Reminiscences



Crossing Guard For People On Acid
(Halloween 1997)






Eggbert on The Trunk Road 
East side of the Rockies, Canada
July, 2010








The Poodle & the Pinzgauer
Canada, 2010







Phoebe at Cochise Stronghold
2018




Friday, June 26, 2020

Delta On Another Planet

We met in '68 at Spring School in Boulder, Colorado, an alternative high school for dropouts. After a stint in New York City doing heroin, she was on methadone. Introducing me to Jimi she said: "He plays Delta Blues, but the Delta is on another planet."

Below is the link to the song she was referencing. (The uploader has stipulated it can only be watched on Youtube, so no embedding.)



She wanted a child, but I was barely 17 and she a venerable 19; too young I thought, for us to begin a family. I later learned she'd gone ahead, but when her parents forced her to give him up for adoption, she shot herself.

A lifelong navel-gazer, I've eagerly anticipated this period, Erickson's Stage Eight, when I could feel fully justified. (Of course, as you've prolly figured out, I've never needed justification.)  But here's the synopsis und rationale....

Erikson viewed life review or reminiscence as vital to the task of stage eight, the stage associated with old age. Life review can help older individuals acquire ego integrity and avoid despair. A life review, according to Erikson, can help create an acceptance of one's one and only life cycle with few or no regrets.

Joan Erickson, Erik's spouse, added a 9th level.


Make Mary as Much as Possible!




Tolerate it; give it a chance










Thursday, June 25, 2020

Iz Tym 2 DANCE !!!






LYRICS

The flowers by your bed are wilting.
The sun is setting in the west.
A fog is covering your eyes,
Your stockings are attracting flies,
Decay is nibbling at the boards on which you rest.
There's someone waiting at your window,
Familiar face without a name.
One night he'll creep in like the mist,
To touch your forehead with a kiss,
And lead you back into the void from whence you came.
We've all begun to die, and don't know what to do.
Since it hurts to pray to God, when God is dying too.
Takes strength to laugh, when you start to drown.
And we dance while the sky crashes down.
Like that the earth begins to quiver,
And all the oceans turn to black.
A ship of maniacs with knives,
Are playing Blackjack with their lives,
To kill the time until the giant rats attack.
It's raining leprosy and acid.
The saints were taken out and shot.
When someone proffers you a pear,
You sink your teeth in unaware,
That just beneath the skin lies pestilence and rot.
All that now breathes, and all that you love,
All that we weave, will find its way back to the dust.
A band of skeletons is playing,
Don't act like you don't know the tune.
Your part is echoed in the path,
Of every dead leaf blowing past,
Against a counterpoint reflected off the moon.
There is a banquet at the table,
Exotic cheeses wines and cakes.
And every one of us is damned,
Until we start to understand,
That living is to gorge ourselves at our own wakes.
When the stakes are high, best to play the clown.
And we dance while the sky crashes down.
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Jason Webley
Dance While the Sky Crashes Down lyrics © Tunecore Inc




Wednesday, June 24, 2020

Saturday, June 20, 2020

Incessant

I meet with Dr. Khoo on Tuesday sometime. The receptionist said she was scheduling for late August but after I submitted my New-Patient-Packet she apparently decided I needed to be seen right away. We don't have a time specified...just Tuesday.

It seemed like too much effort to load up and drive to the hills for two nights, but all the Friday night blatting (rumor has it a loud muffler gives the boys an erection) and incessant barkings convinced me otherwise.







Fenton Lake here I come! (There's dispersed camping outside the park.)



Friday, June 19, 2020

The Promontory



It was a booger-bear of a road out to the promontory, but that, of course, helps keep the traffic down.

At just over 8,000 feet it was comfortable even at midday while below, in the valley, temperatures came close to 37 degrees Celsius (100 degrees Fahrenheit).



Monday, June 15, 2020

In the Nick of Time


It was beer-thirty but what with this lame-ass heart condition I can only drink a few ounces. It's a pint (16 ounces); what was I gonna do with the other 12?







Like a pair of Super-heroes they rode up!


Conner & Harrison

Saturday, June 13, 2020

Northbound From ABQ




I thought Tuesday might be too early to start haranguing about renewing my prescription for my heart medication. I finally, after MANY HOURS over the course of the week, got it done at 5:00p.m. yesterday, Friday. 

Having wrangled suicidal ideation since age seven, and now having spent nearly the entire week facilitating my longevity, the irony prompts a look at myself with a derisive question & ridiculous answer: "Me...sleight-of-mind? Absolutely!"

More Walmarts per-capita than any other U.S. city
(It says alot about the [lack of] culture)


Rumor has it it's gonna get hot in ABQ today. Hopefully it'll be cooler up by Taos.





Any suggestions for dispersed camping up that way?

Wednesday, June 10, 2020

Smirket Room




After Susan, Michelle's Mom died, we took in her two cats, Dana & Fox. Litter-mates, they were both black. Black cats, in the nomenclature developed by Michelle and her brother Steve, are known as Smirkets.

When I'm here, at her house, our house, I sleep in The Smirket Room.

There's a desktop computer and two lamps from Susan's estate and a trundle bed. As a devout trundler, it's apt.




A few years ago, when we put on a new roof, we added several skylights that throw rainbows.

Saturday, June 6, 2020

Leaving Abiquiu....Again



It was hot as an oven, the wind blowing to beat the band; I was alone and the beer had gotten warm. Life had lost all meaning.




That flat-topped hill on the right is Cerro Pedernal.




I arrived Albuquerque around 6:00 p.m. It too was hot, but Ms. Cook was there to greet me.




Friday, June 5, 2020

Recommended Reading: Damned If I Do

A great story of a courageous individual. Dr. Nitschke has spent the majority of his life tackling an issue you'd think would've been one of the goddess-given rights....the right to die.

Dr. Nitschke's autobiography, superbly written with Peter Corris, gives excellent insight into the travails & triumphs.





Nancy Crick's Story






EXIT International's Website


Dr. Milton Diamond - Pacific Center for Sex and Society


I learned of Dr. Diamond's work when I found his paper online about pre-contact sexual practices in Hawai'i. He was director of the Pacific Center for Sex and Society at the University of Hawai'i and was an academic sexologist for 35 years.

A series of videos produced by Dr. Diamond's daughter.

Pacific Center for Sex and Society link.

Dr. Diamond's Youtube Channel: https://www.youtube.com/user/MiltonDiamond?reload=9

Wednesday, June 3, 2020

Abel, Gillian - PhD Dissertation on Decriminalization of Sex-Work in New Zealand - 2010




This 422-page dissertation looks at the field of sex-work after New Zealand fully decriminalized the profession in 2003.


Professor Gillian Abel is head of the Department of Population Health at the University of Otago, Christchurch, New Zealand.


Professor Abel