FLIGHT

Monday, August 01, 2005...

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Observatum: "It doesn't seem

like a week since the last post;

but, then, it never does."

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I am remembering ancient things

as if they happened a month ago...

Recent occurences like they

happened last Saterday...AND,

pressing concerns only with=in the

hours of my feverish day! It is the

overnight of Dremes which correct

the misalignment of History.

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{No small wonder we cannot fix

our minds on impending Werk!}

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I have more Advocates than i can

count. Hane's brother's widow is

expecially one of those. Aunt Ann

seems as an austere reflection to

the bidness we empathically share.

Id est, we are simpatico on a

basic level. IF she had not called

me to=night on the fone, i woulda

felt obliged 2 call her within the

week; simple Spirits conjoined

upon the Wheel of Life. [Ann was

Amazed that Hane out=lived her

baby brother, and frankly, so was i;

G apparently doesn't play the

favourites.] Would that my other

remaining Advocates were as

bright & simple! Perfect wives &

widows are surely hard to come

by! And, like the matriarch used

to say,"I wouldn't point it out if

it weren't TRUE." *flash*

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Tuesday, August 02, 2005...

That is, i meant to say, I am

surely surrounded by sympathisers

and fellow=travellers. The West

Coasters have come for weddings

yet are also caught up in weeding.

Tearing out the rooted structures

to make way for the new Growth.

AND~the werk is Immense...

Nearly no=body lives in a haus for

twenty or thirty years without

leaving behind huge piles of crud.

Just an observation. *SHRED!*

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There you go & thus it is. I bet

even King Fahd thot he had plenty

of time 2 get his affairs in ordre.

Turns out other=wise.

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People aren't remembered by the

things they throw away, but by

the unnatural objects which they

hold onto...which, then, are

discarded by their progeny.

It's an archival thing. ~slac~