the band was jim as later projects have proved

jim was the american answer

blues/rock to the beatles

which were the classical melodic world vs.

blues' oppression struggle and rhythm anger

then bowie came along as europe's next move but

morrissey was the combo

a man always sad
like only morrison

and sang like hell

feel like i have approached him in life experience

would he have wanted this age

of course he didn't have to make a choice

was reckless that way

as i still am

i don't think he would have liked me

and im not sure i would have liked his

angry

pain in the ass

selfish attitude.

In a few months, LHC will search for dark matter particles, which make up about 25 percent of the mass of the galaxies.

So far CERN has cranked the cathedral-sized machine up to energy levels of 7.0 trillion (tera) electronvolts (TeV), more than three times the level attained by any other accelerator.

It is aiming in 2011 to trigger collisions at 14 TeV -- equivalent to 99.99 percent of the speed of light in the cryogenically cooled machine.

it will melt

of course it won't because we don't know what speed is

much less the speed of light

we always underestimate by factors of 100 to 1000

e v e r y t h i n g

I was not born to look thus

I am not the same

but hope to prove through my difference

the same hero in us all

In a tongue

heard in the Rows

of mediocrity

was I white

covering my indian papa s

dead body

keeping wolves away

for his rest

at most in death

have i scouted sails

To fasten to my timbers

and fly the seas

past midpoint

within sight of collapse

sneaks up on you  

your renown

you Plan nothing

then it is there

would not sigh to end it all

relief in part with regret

no memory

no remembrance

this has all been so ordinary

tried to lighten with breath

the audience never came

never played a part

now all recedes

                          hey you in the crowd

                      what a happy face you wear

                     aint you never been here before?

mind is not Spirit
identity too unsteady

body knowledge is soul
be it glandular memory

i always thought body

would contribute pride

anger desire

i was wrong

its smart

mind cannot think

independent of  body

all the drugs sex and yoga

are the body teasing
the mind

music is mind/ body interface

skull cinema is manipulable

experience as character

body and thought

at same time

a thin path of data

felt  in my head

trapped

confused jam

never getting out

stuff hanging in front

drama trail

to the interface

stumble mutter smell

like a monkey

with monkey mom

listen i heard

cut the wire

peered under a stroller canopy

a smile in a big circle

sucking on plastic

listen to all

but the words

from a chimp

stirring jelly

cartoon fish

in the jar above

would assume

less than you

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

dance 

the brain

a light rein

of rhythm

for the body

in the dark

with others

at once

father of melody

beyond body

teacher of soul
standing wave

floor of thought

im immortal

such foolishness

good for slapstick

make me happier?

id  want more

eyeing plush

thru the confessional

but immortal

well Now

thats true

sweet

tell me what god wants

i'm reprogramming

i wasn't designed for this

no animal was

im going

to the wild

gods rules

gods plan

Feel wet young

water in me
Floating  Fish

dissolving