Jack
white ties clouds
Who can leap the world's ties and sit with me among white clouds?
love-you care way
I have fallen in love with you, God. Take care of us all, one way or the other.
water walking-on-water walking
Walking on water wasn't built in a day.
cat realizing
Cats yawn because they realize that there's nothing to do.
may tomorrow dies
We are nothing. - Tomorrow we may be die. We are nothing. - You and me.
night rainy myth
It was a rainy night. It was the myth of a rainy night.
world done timeless
I have all the time in the world from life to life to do what is to do, to do what is done, to do the timeless doing.
winter men action
I don't wanta hear all your word descriptions of words words words you made up all winter, man I wanta be enlightened by actions.
cute eye hair
I nudged myself closer to the ledge and closed my eyes and thought 'Oh what a life this is, why do we have to be born in the first place, and only so we can have our poor gentle flesh laid out to such impossible horrors as huge mountains and rock and empty space,' and with horror I remembered the famous Zen saying, 'When you get to the top of a mountain, keep climbing.' The saying made my hair stand on end; it had been such cute poetry sitting on Alvah's straw mats.
serious
It was all completely serious, all completely hallucinated, all completely happy.
mean men thinking
Now the mountains were getting that pink tinge, I mean the rocks, they were just solid rock covered with the atoms of dust accumulated there since beginningless time. In fact I was afraid of those jagged monstrosities all around and over our heads. "They're so silent!" I said. "Yeah man, you know to me a mountain is a Buddha. Think of the patience, hundreds of thousands of years just sitting there bein perfectly perfectly silent and like praying for all living creatures in that silence and just waitin for us to stop all our frettin and foolin.
night love-is thinking
I told Terry I was leaving. She had been thinking about it all night and was resigned to it. Emotionlessly she kissed me in the vineyard and walked off down the row. We turned at a dozen paces, for love is a duel, and looked at each other for the last time.
baby sadness cowboy
The cowboy music twanged in the roadhouse and carried across the fields, all sadness. It was all right with me. I kissed my baby and we put out the lights.
goodbye travel crazy
It's good-bye. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies