Don't you worry none

 Oh come on! Accommodate one another it is easy.

There is an angry being  dupe again  out there... named  their fear.

Spread your wings  and FLY..............

Rush me a gold wish........ in my it would seems.

Not heavenly of you up there.

It is a certain business only Store.

This the most uneventful place on Earth.

Some old scrawling's in an old leather bound mystical traveling book.....

it was funny and insightful....... and no one read it.

Don't know who you will meet next coming the other way on the wandering trail.

Over there next to the empty building at the end of main street.

The Red lettering was meant to be seen.

Look at that old car....

Laugh and Cry.

The calling out to a strange place .

Two main characters in the play... Right and Wrong.

Two very finely minced words for some.

Apparently .

Don't you worry none.

A-Z flies this

 I am telling you I watched the OLD MAN put in the vertical posts down the end of the street... HE did it by himself the little old Spanish Man... those  wooden pole columns up under the Sand Bar and restaurant ..   it was nothing but mosquito's sand flies and marl... down there...  I thought he was out of his fucking mind to be honest...

The place was owned by Pa Pa Red Socks... do you remember him?... he used to sleep with young girls I hear...  but I think he had erectile dysfunction.... well... so I heard... from  one of the young women  he slept with that I was pounding... It does not matter now I suppose since  he is dead...  I think this  may have been what  egged on his death is  when he had a  trash fire and someone had thrown out  an old aerosol paint can in the flames and it blew up and the agitator  marbles that were inside the can  hit him in the Nuts.....

Royal was a cool dude.... he always wore red socks... Thus Pa Pa Red Socks... SEE?

He owned the No Name pub too... you know..? he sold it under contract no less then 5 times... and got it back.

He was no FOOL.

That last sweetie he was with could melt in your mouth... but I will keep my Pie hole shut... since she is still around... her Pop was pretty cool dude with those TREASURE Coins of his... I don't think he ever found the mother lode... it is probably further out then Moser Channel...  that is just my guess.

Maybe the Big Pine Ghost Galleon... I imagine Big Moe the shark knows it whereabouts... The turning anchor was found out there off Marker G...  I saw it myself... before it was salvaged from the bottom..

'Nothing works like that... because they say so.. it is written ...'Back into you corners'

by the SET RULES'

Tic Tock the system... don't you see?

Seeing what Cheap is.......

almost making everything impossible but not quite...

Keeping US the Striving...... in check

Thank you for the book recommendation on the  Emergence of technology... bye the way.... 

It is a slow hard book for me... however... I am slowly gleaning info.... I was thrilled to read about the Heliograph stations on mountain tops out west... I never knew...

That traveling at the speed of light business... and its emergence.. at Cost to the Apaches.... driven by the speed of light into Mexico.

A-Z flies this.

The Pit Bull Hustle or an Oblivious World

                                                The Best Dogs in the WORLD!
 You tell me.

I'm sitting in the car eating a $1.25 Nathans hot dog I had just purchased in  Wall mart and I hear a voice behind the car and to the right...  'HE Don't bite HE Don't bite.

I look over my right shoulder and there is a feeble elderly woman exiting her car and this guy with a Pit Bull tugging at his  leash saying He don't bite He don't bite.. then asks her  for and gets change.

and as I set there... he continues along through the parking lot repeating the performance.... time and time again......

Are you KIDDING ME! Walking up to elderly people with a dog tugging on its leash  and singing your song he don't bite he don't bite.. The diversion has been set.......

and  then asking for change..  and getting it  likely  to please  just go away......

Why not intimidating in the least.

Perhaps I should call this piece Oblivious World?  

The Pit Bull Hustle.

Rolling into Kingman

 All he was looking for was a hand full of rough natural Crystals...

Gem World Was 2.5 hours further south in Quartzsite...... it was late in the day and he knew he would never make it before they closed.....and didn't really want to go down that direction anyway as his flight left a couple of nights later out of Vegas back into Miami...

He took out his device and punched in Rock Shop.. there was one open for another 44 minutes  yet 12 minutes away...

He entered the shop and there was an elderly man tending ... wearing an Oxygen Cannula..

He made his request for the Crystals... Yes we have them ....  back of the shop last table on the left...

The old man rose.. 

'I don't know much about Crystals'  

Are you looking for clarity mostly?

Why yes Clarity and number of points and facets .

He went on and mentioned to the Old man.. that  he had heard some people claim they  have power?

The old man was a professed Christian and bellowed  'The Devil'

The fun was on......

He went on to relay a story to the old man.......

I once got a massage from a Lovely  Mexican girl in Phoenix  that told me she had a crystal that she wore around her neck that got so hot once it burned her skin......

More fuel to the fire.......

'Only if she were a Witch'    he bellowed on.....

I said OH DEAR!

He further elaborated ... she had probably poisoned me....... LOL.......

So anyway I got my handful of crystals...  payed for them and said God Bless YOU as I walked out the door and left.

Bip Bip Bip?

 

Fast Draw Tuesday is riding into town

 BULL SHIT:  "good things come to those that wait"  who the fuck said that? Must not of died of lung cancer. Dear Robin.

Perhaps this is more honest...  'Insurmountable odds'.........WE don't know what we get in this World.

Nothing I fancy more then a Big Fat Fucking Lie.

How about we don't know what we get in this World? a wee bit more accurate. 

and.......Of course you can count on the insurmountable odds... 

Oh! and of course all of our  'What ever's'  directly from the past, they undoubtedly are right there knocking on today's door.

Of our own culmination's of ESSENCE.

Fast Draw Tuesday is riding into town. 

OUR LULLABYS

 Our Lullabys:

Multinationals:

Ms. Burrita:

A chihuahua laid out on her back wet... and begging to be FUCKED by some other dog.

A long way to fall...... put out the cushions below.

Who are we to say what our poor choices were or may have been in the long run?

Things might of actually been worse.  Laugh Out Loud.

Musings:

OUR LULLABYS 

Midway Bang

CHICAGO:  It was Slang.... the Local informed him... it was called a Midway Bang.. it was cross between a Taxi and a Bus... it was like a bigger car... 

His tour guide of sorts said they called it a Midway Bang....  maybe it was kind of like how they called a bus a Wa Wa in Cuba.. it was the only correlation he could make in the moment his only frame of reference.

Earlier in the evening he had walked out on the dock that extended onto the lake.. he just rose straight up and oddly could not come down... it was all a spectacle below him.

A rising up in his dream...  a bit scary up there...  he clawed to get down.

He had previously engaged in a meal with his co workers around a large table.. lots for every one to eat.. he had noticed it was large servings of the same fare for everyone and found it curious that everyone around the table was a man and they looked a lot alike... dark hair and blue eyes... and similar facial features .. they must of surely been related... he contended.

Later one of the women folk chimed in from another room down the hall...  how it was that he was such a wonderful man and had an impeccable sense of the RHYTHMIC ...  got me there he thought, non..e the less it was nice of her to say.

Earlier he had stood by the concrete utility pole with rebar running up the center.. and watched it fold over to the 90 degree position... as if it had turned into a molten lava... he could not get his head around it... maybe it was electrical current...? it seemed quite impossible... it was laid over and his friend was dead... dead as a door nail...   next to it and  he  could not remember a damn thing.

The coming alive..... in retrospect to the whole incident ...

the only thing he could think was leaving behind WORD... in some form or fashion... else.. NADA....

up up up he had floated...   

He had to ask... Who  So and So WAS? 

But he had no Speech.

He hailed a Midway Bang.. hopped  in and disappeared  from the face of the earth forever.