Might Appear To Be Sad

It might appear to be sad on the face of it.
But the Spirit's here...saying..."Relax, my friend; you can hang with it."



So I sit here waiting...for yet another miracle.
If it wasn't for what I've seen,...I'd probably have no faith at all.


Sometimes I think it was easier...when it was just a dream.
I understand, Sister Morphine,...sometimes things ain't what they seem.



I guess I keep going through with it,...since I ain't got no better plan.
Wonderin' if there'll ever come a time...in which they'll understand.
















Yeah, I guess I keep going through with it,...since I ain't got no better plan.
Wonderin' if there'll ever come a time...in which she'll understand.

Slammin' Into Jupiter

Slammin' into Jupiter
Or something even stupider,
Heard they're gonna name the new star, Lucifer.

As I'm fuckin' my baby on the roof,
Wonderin' how long it takes for light to travel...
From Jupiter to here.

8 minutes? 18 minutes?
I don't know.
She tells me I should just let it go.

Think it's got something to do with the time zone in Egypt.

As we enter the millenium, I pray that I'm ripped.

If we could both come together on cue,
It'd make a helluva show.

I hear Jupiter's a big fucken planet.
I hear it's a lot of plutonium, supposedly.

It's fashionable for people to make fun...
When you say "conspiracy."

Guess we'll have to wait and see.
One of us is right...either me or she.

Creating a new star...
Just to see how stupid all the people are.
Y2K and poor old Jupiter, what can I say?

I can only pray I'm ripped and getting laid...
By my baby that day.

Yeah, I think it's got something to do with the time zone in Egypt.

As we enter the millenium, I pray that I'm ripped.

If we could both come together on cue,
It'd make a helluva show; but I don't know.

Either way if I'm getting laid, I won't feel gyped.

Slammin' into Jupiter...
Or something even stupider,
Heard they're gonna name the new star, Lucifer.

As I'm fuckin' my baby on the roof, wonderin' how long...
It takes for light to travel from Jupiter to here?

8 minutes? 18 minutes?
I don't know.
Sure wish I could just let it go.

pipe dreams

Of all the times for things to be familiar and stupid.
This dumbness just might bore me to death.
I keep having the same dream in which I'm significantly drunk & stoned.
And God's smoking crystal meth.

Kinda like the fog rollin' into San Francisco.
I stare at God starin' down the pipe.
I'm busy praying for a better day, and I'm...
Trying not to believe the hype.
















No bitches and broke. Reality.
You know it's getting on my nerves, too.
Makes me kinda wanna bust heads when I'm asleep or awake.
And, I'm sure it's not the appropriate thing to do.

But, I could use a useful dream sometime.
And maybe a couple of lucky breaks in reality.
Being a sorry dog dying of "nice guy syndrome."
I'm having a little trouble with the duality.

mind unturns

Up like a 7
Comin' back from heaven
Singin' damned if I do...or if I don't.

Rather talk to Russians in the evening
Than listen to Rush in the morning
I've got my Sprite,...I've got my Orange Crush.

Can't believe the trees' leaves have all left
And that left is right is wrong...
Still wonderin' where what I never had went.

I've spent the last hour trying to wake up
Hearing half the words to this song, I try to make up....
The rest, as I pray my mind unturns from mush.

on trial in my dreams

I smoke this bong for my lady...
Though the odds are she won't know.
That with this hit the world is free...
Like it was a long time ago.

I can see her,...just like a clear day...
Beauty as it really should be.
Wonder if there'll ever come a time...
In which she's ready for me.

I dreamed I was awake...
And stumbling around in a dream.
And that today was game day...
And there only was one team.

I'M ON TRIAL IN MY DREAMS
EVERYBODY'S GOT A BONE THEY WANNA PICK WITH ME
I JUST HOPE IT'S A FRIENDLY BONE
GODDESS HAVE MERCY

I can feel the breeze,...through this dry heat...
A quiet peace cools my veins.
Creeping up on the caravan up ahead...
Preparing to change lanes.

Sliding into home,...I close my eyes...
I start to slide.
Now I must be dreaming...
Because I'm on the other side.

Wow, it's not much different....

Than it was over there.

I can't believe I wanted to be. here so bad...

Would it matter if I even cared?

I'M ON TRIAL IN MY DREAMS
EVERYBODY'S GOT A BONE THEY WANNA PICK WITH ME
I JUST HOPE IT'S A FRIENDLY BONE
GODDESS HAVE MERCY


Ah, but today....is where we're at in time...
...And everything is fine.
Feeling the sun cooling us off...
...Feeling the moonshine.

There she was,...back in my head...
Where I left her ever since I met her.
So happy she's on my mind...
My thoughts couldn't be better.

Making love to my addictions...

Setting myself free.

Making myself likable...

So she'll want to be with me.

Remembering how I dreamed it...
Memories of the future in my head.
Someone told me life is depression.
If that's the case,...then I guess I'm dead.


I'M ON TRIAL IN MY DREAMS
EVERYBODY'S GOT A BONE THEY WANNA PICK WITH ME
I JUST HOPE IT'S A FRIENDLY BONE
GODDESS HAVE MERCY...



(Sober Sometimes)
circa early nineties

Fair Warning

I'm sitting in a chair at the auction somewhere.
I'm not exactly sure why I'm here,
...but I think I know.

I'm sort of interested in learning about what things are worth,
...sort of.
I am becoming fascinated by what people are throwing away daily.

As my friend, Michael, said,..."There are a thousand reasons why people throw things away, and that 'they're broken or are bad' are only a couple of the reasons."

It's amazing what value certain things have in certain people's lives based on what's going on in their present reality at any given time.



"Fair warning to you,"
...I hear the auctioneer call out.

"Ten dollars bid here, now 12 and a half,
...I sold them, sold them,...at ten dollars."

I actually probably should have brought a Walkman.

I don't actually feel like buying today, for the exception of a 6-pack of Moosehead.
For my head. Oh yeah.

I am actually in a good mood today.
And, that's probably 'cause I'm fucked up,
and it's only 9:15 a.m....in the morning.

...... FAIR WARNING TO YOU ......

Yeah, I'm still at the auction.

Still, I've been thinking as to how to properly understand timing.

As I sit in this
green chair.

As I'm writing, I hope the Spirit realizes that I am saying I'm ready to transcend a few levels now as I write.

D.J. just informed me he just bought a 4 X 4 for five.
So I think I know what he means.

Well, today could have been chaotic, but it appears it wasn't.
Not really.

So, the restaurant opens at 7:30 a.m.,...and there's no cook.

So, there's customers right when they open.

So.

The students are back,
...and all those girls.

I was wrong.
I didn't know what D.J. meant.

It's a toy blue electric toy 4-wheel drive off-road...did I mention toy...vehicle.
It's got a sticker on it that reads, "High Rider."

D.J. just came riding it down the aisle shooting a toy gun he just bought...shooting and cheering.

It was pretty funny.

I guess it needs a battery.
Maybe it can be charged.

I think I'm hungry, and I have to write down the quotes from yesterday,
and put up new ones,...actually.

Sometimes I know I'm happy.

Saw a good movie last night.
With Mr. Jay and Marilyn.
About computer hacking.

They tapped into Richard Nixon's account...bank account or something,
and had him...or actually his account...donate and transfer significant funds to the Coalition to Legalize Marijuana.
This happened right as the movie started; and I got a kick out of it.
Boy, do I have to take a piss.

Your money or your life. I mean, your money or your wife.

Surrender Dorothy.

-Sober Sometimes-
(circa 1992)

Go Fish

-

She left a note saying,
"Later. I'm gone.
Maybe you can catch me
down in Mexico."
...
Which I took to mean
that by tomorrow,
she'll be in Canada.

Learned Last Night

-

I learned last night, that my son already knew...
'Bout all the things in life; I didn't have a clue.

I heard it from an angel;...I heard it from a wise man...
I heard it from my executioner;...now I know I understand.

Like a guy on a raft, floating out to sea....
I thought the land was moving away....
So busy forgetting I was on a raft....
Now seeing the obvious, what can I say?

Except last night I finally realized...
That I have a point of view.
It's like I had to be hit over the head with a brick....
For me to know what to do.

I still might have a fighting chance,...
Now that I realized I fucked up bad.
But, I got a lot of fixin' to do....
And, I'm dead, if I don't get mad.

I sure owe a lot of people...
I've gotta make things right.
Even if it comes close to killing me,....
And I have to stay up every day and night.



'Cause I learned last night..that my son already knew.
...
About all the things in life...
I didn't have a clue.

(Sober Sometimes)