Sleeping in the dream room

This guy doesn't get much lately.... I guess we will throw him a crust of bread.....

Where was it you left off... with everyone else that is involved now?

The Western Union telegram arrived for you.......
it said.......

'May Not Make The Deadline'...................

                        signed....... Hidden Resentment inside us.
                                                                                             
                                                   Love MOM.

Our willingness to accept:

With our poisoned minds.

Amends ......

Dreams are a peculiar brand..........

We just may think otherwise.........

and  'WE' didn't know it.

Instead:

Someones to blame for this someone to blame for that.

Amends:

Maybe things are perfect and things are the way they are supposed to be?  Ever think of that?

Throwing the Shoes of conventional process .... into the  FIRE............

Maybe it is a good way for you to get to know me?

The younger you...... like me.....

Missing a scheduled flight to your own mothers funeral...... seems quite impossible yet their you were sitting at the gate... and the flight left without you...  NO LIE..... you asked the gate agent what happened.... she said they made an announcement.... maybe you were just submerged so far in your own thoughts... what else could it of been? I mean you were there early.

Next thing you know and all you can remember of it is Flying through Banning pass in a rented Orange and White Cessna alone with yourself at the controls... looking out the side widows at the mountains that are higher then you on either side...  and glad the winds were relatively calm... and now you  can't recall a blasted thing about the funeral... later that day.

The Mind:

and then of course all these year later your walking down a trail to the bottom of a Canyon... in a dream  and one thing led to another...  and you were appalled and shocked when your mom  who was just in front of you...and  not well she was indeed sick  and  having a hard time breathing ... Why  she jumped off the cliff ! 1,2,3... in a Jiffy... in front of you and flew down into the shallow water at the bottom..... to her what we call ...  Her death...

Oh!  and then a  picture  of the aftermath came out  the following day in an ever  so eye catching tabloid......... you had to look  for a while to find her body in the photo ....

and there it was  she was all  splayed out  and naked and dead at  the bottom... over a rock  her face was beautiful and smiling and at peace.   Why She looked so young ...

and ..............

Writing from the tool room...

Nobody's apparently worried all that much after all....... the ball is in your court....

I thought of a logo for  The Florida Keys a cheesy bumper sticker that will deteriorate in the Sun along with your youth.......  'Great Place To Be Real  the  ' FLORIDA KEYS'

I wonder what Jimmy Carter knows of Spirits... our eyes met once at the stop light on Big Pine he sort of gave me a disconcerting look... best as I can recall, can't say as I blame him.

'Looking for fresh water boiling up out of the ground'
 If your thirsty and there ain't any.......... you got a problem.

Civil Activities........
I dream't you were happy to see me.

Obviously......... 'WE' see what humans are capable of given the slightest amount of power.
Your just as smart as any.........

Guess the rest......

The LOS MARTYRS Hankie and Frankie Wuz here.

' Hankie and Frankie wuz here'   was painted on the guard rail at the very end of the  road on the Torch Keys.

Hankie and Frankie essentially lived like wild dogs........... humping a lot and foraging in trash cans....

There was someone in the big old painted yellow home place on the Little Torch Keys Last night........... with us...........

My girlfriend and I heard a noise in the house .......... while sleeping in the back bedroom.... someone was in the house with us.... unannounced........... super creepy.........

Getting up... with no gun or a flash light in the pitch dark... we walked through the house in the blackness  listening and smelling.... sniff, sniff...........

Out in the kitchen there was a skillet on the stove with the electric burner on but nobody there.... as if someone had just been there trying to cook an egg.

Out into the yard... and past the bushes  we went ........ out came the wild black dogs first.... they seemed non aggressive except for the one... seemed he was interested in nipping..... at my feet, I had to keep bopping him in the nose.... back boy.... back.... then he would snarl and frighten me.

Then I heard my  girlfriends voice call out... over here over here... I think there is something back in the bushes....

A stink .... emanated .... 'come out I can smell you in there'.......... I  voiced....

A young couple...both filthy  and she in a  white dress with a little turned up nose, they could not of been out of their 20's .... I immediately felt the potential to grow aroused with her.... the little  seeming tramp... but thought better of it... looking at Hankie especially.... he was no push over... a  stout tough portly little bastard with sandy blonde hair and.... sporting a knife... also her lover I suspected .... I will leave her alone for now I thought......... but later who is to say?

The first thing Hankie said was 'I have killed a man before'... that is when I thought to say 'Well , do you feel sorry about it....?   Hankie said  'yes'... and then I asked him why he had done that?  He said 'we came to a stale mate.. .... ' there was no option it was him or me.'

I asked him would you do it again?   Frankie said  'NO'   he would run first next time... well what is done is done and don't do it again... and forget about it.... I guess, I said ,   'who am I to tell you?

You see Hankie and Frankie were on the run... living in the woods........and prowling and burgling houses.... foraging  to survive... on the outskirts of society.......... on these once true islands once upon a time they were  not interconnected  with a road like now........... just sailing smacks and the like.... no 911, Sea Tow or Boat U.S.

all types have passed through here over the centuries .... these destitute  Islands behind the facade of a pasted on smile with a leaky sewer pipe...... off the Gulf Stream and marked   on the earliest of  charts as  the 'LOS Martyrs '  with good reason.
                                                   
                                                Hankie and Frankie Wuz here...

Francine the Christmas Pig.

Francine was a big fluffy cloud in the sky that looked like a HOG.

Why Guy just looked up and there she was........ drifting bye above, no direction no protocol
but,   With an extra long snout.

Right there it was, why , and just in time for the holidays...........

and for all to see..........

Why if Guy listened at all he could even hear bells jingle........

Poor dear Francine was not terribly well liked.

Still she got the towns folks compliments on her meaty flavor....... and pass the sauce if you please.

Rally round this time of year...... the merchants dear.

Look up its the Holiday Pig.

Francine the Christmas Pig.

Come Christmas Every Year

Like Refugees........

Funny Sad......

You will hear her songs come around Christmas Every Year........

'In the middle'

'Only a few for the save.'

Lucky Brown auto creator ....... Inc........

Lucky Creator.....

Holy Crap!

'Reality is so what!'

Big Expensive boats with mahogany  decks...........

Become floating garbage dumpsters one day when not maintained..........

Hilarious..........

Just where did the money go?

Up the lightening rod and out?

Along side the barn on the family farm.

Whee Whee Wheeeeeeeeeee it rode up the copper shaft......... flying out the top.........

What a Ride!  Expensive Sun Glasses and Lear Jets.......... and Limousines ......

You know that girl that loved to play the drums in her head.

You know she could sing?

Oh you didn't?   Sing, that was an understatement.

That voice of hers flowed like  velvet.

She had simply never tried before... He wrote her a song and handed it to her and said   'Try This'

Well,  Their jaws dropped and hit the floor  when she bared her soul.

The rest was simple sad history.

All the glory came to an abrupt halt.

Even though some of those songs still live on the radio...... Come around Christmas time..

Funny Sad..........

Come Christmas Every Year.

The Ghost Galleon Of Big Pine Key....... Florida Keys......

Oh yes......

I participated in the recovery years ago of a a Spanish Galleon era  turning anchor in the vicinity of marker G.

Also a friend of mine recovered a timber  that was buried in the Beach Berm at the Sand Spur.... ....... with big squared bronze nails in it.....  he poured clear resin over the whole thing... making a beautiful coffee table piece , there are still bronze cannon off of American Shoal light too............ just under the Sea grass......

But as far as I know........ no one has ever found the Main Pile.........

There is all kinds of weird shit around here.... Blimp road may be the corridor..... to remote viewing.....

'The Universe Is Making Rounds'

adjust your bent antenna's  folks............. tilt your aluminum caps........

A calcified pea in a pod...... your brain on fluoride is inside ................

Is it Remote Viewing or a keen observer? Which  is it?

I can  see all the way from down here on Cudjoe that  air traffic control is diverting planes into Miami around lightening storms in the Everglades....... I hear a small generator running in the Aerostat  ..... above me......

There seem to be an abundance or extra shooting stars this morning...........

Why just imagine having people that actually  like you?          You poor thing you...... laying on the couch.

'It must be hard to ward off arrogance?'  but it might be a valuable thing to do.

What are you thinking about man?

You walked right past me last night out the front door of Winn Dixie...  you had that distant occupied look in your eye that you often carry with you..... have you carried it for a lifetime?

I thought perhaps you did not recognize me because I was wearing different glasses.....

I did not say anything.... we just passed....... but I saw you.

MORE FUN!

Why, this is the fun we are having.......... as the song goes.......

"These are the good old days"

Wrap your head around it.

The dog's barking in the distance never shuts up...........  who is over there with them that can bear it?

They say the Good Lord gives and takes away.......    does that hold true for your dogs incessant barking as well?

That is when Jehovah witnesses just turn and walk away............

Sorry but true.........

But, go ahead and blame me because ......... I am at the ready, with doubting Thomas as a side kick.

Shall we amble down the lane together ..........   As You tell me I implore ............?

All about it......... why anything that is.......... all about it....... and please remembering all the while... what it is our dear contemporaries  have already said, that is Soooooooooooooooo meaningful.

Is it my LUCKY day!  ?       Surrounded by all these falling Stars?

Both party's move away faking  their  moaning with  pain and disinterest..........

OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH  the aches and pains I am getting so old and tired........ both of them separately at different times  of course even... and in different locals........ even.

So I ask of you Sir Spelling,

As with fear..........

Never fear your police  that you love so much are here.

Oh Jimmy Dooooooooo  Little.

I will keep writing until there is no more internet.

Then all will be lost as with History........

So and So.........

He wasn't,  but........   He could of been.

He wound up out west exploring and went inside that old 5th wheel abandoned out in the desert where he once lived with his daughters as little girls......

He was looking at an old photograph of him and the little girl............ and thinking how nice it would of been to be so much more towards hers and their future........

But he wasn't but he could have been..........   he found himself thinking......

The previous day He had been  watching a heron prey........... sort of moving like a cat........ out in the shallow water of the still flats.......

Just now it occurred to him..............Wasn't he there once already before in a dream?

Maybe he was once  a slave or the Captain of ........

The Ghost Galleon Of Big Pine Key ........ Florida Keys........

Quality In Houses Of Ill Repute..........

The dealers and the brokers.....
You and I.......

and....... got ate by thoughts..........
'
The girl in the blue skirt standing by the ice cream counter  is asked  '  What is your favorite flavor of ice cream beyond the confines of the palate...... my dear? ' The other side of Rainbows.

Discredited is the favorite of some people to do...........

The Rat chewing into the styra foam cooler........ for the bread and tortillas and ramen noodles.......

Why, you are not believing the way some one else thinks you should.

This whole being human thing you know?

Sure I am the mad one.

and......... we all have grown cute..... haven't we?

The Glory.......  Glory, Glory hallelujah ..........  jah.

My buddy was in the rest room once years ago... at Veterans park...  he was at the urinal relieving himself.. and he heard ssssssp  sssssssp... other side the partition........ he trotted off the other way...... somehow I doubt it was a pretty young woman the other side.

Some people enjoy being mean...spiteful, vindictive, vengeful , resentful ........ oh yes........ that is how they were programmed.

Why it is my choice to live out of doors.... isn't it?

Or shall I believe otherwise?

I am reminded of so many things viewing from inside my glass capsule.

Jetting through the black night.

But of course you would love to help of course on the terms of it being upon your own gratification.

There....... There........

By the simplest virtue this:

'The Chap Is Funny'   Who Ha..... Who    Ha...........

Why look!  it's another        shooting      star      into   Oblivion.................

Seem's we just never know.

MY  how handsome   so and so  has grown......... that handsome devil.

He has got that Latina Floozy of a wife you know?

That dresses to the 10's.............

Trust me his father said.........  ' Somebody is gonna get that girl good'

Ha Ha....... of course she will like it.

 Damn cheap dollar store batteries.........  my light is going dim.

Going to an Island in the tropics you say?

Be sure and ask to see the Ghetto.

I really do wonder how did Jersey John Know?

What?  The way through the conduit is what.

30 years living in the woods no small feat........ I should imagine.

The Dealers the Brokers you and I ..........

The deal breakers the deal makers.......

So clever the   "WE"

Quality In Houses Of Ill Repute....................