Walking The Dog
The nose detective alone enjoys the always transforming landscape; investigating old mail, lost trails, commingled deposits, accretion bouquet compliments of the usual suspects and a few suspicious interlopers, drifters roaming outside their own territories, sprung ramblers. Between explorations and excavations his brain is working over his planned overview of his treats and toys, mulling an inventory of his personal collection. His possessions --although certainly not few-- are precious to him. He has heard stories from other less fortunate acquaintances, tales of terrible privation, treatless existence, and toyless drudgery; holidays and birthdays unobserved. Compared to these wretches, he realizes, his own relative good fortune seems positively obscene, and thus he cannot bring himself to eat a single one of his toys, even those intended to be edible. The chums he routinely encounters on his daily romps find it impossible to believe that his humans actually sing to him.
The Vague Declaimer
He was condemned to drag the starving man around in a harness, strapped around his waist and shoulders, dragging him through muddy creeks and up steep mountain sides, stumbling, hoarse with thirst, the starving man in his metal disc, curled up like a sleeping dog, growing ever more gaunt by the day. The Vague Declaimer had not, however, issued his condemnation for eternity; he was only to drag the starving man until there was virtually nothing left of him, until whatever flecks or specks or motes of him that remained had been carried away by the wind, at which time he whose burden the starving man had been would be free.
Yet no sooner had the last remains of his burden been swept away on the wind then the bearer discovered that he himself was now too weak from starvation and thirst to carry on alone, and it was with reluctance and exhaustion that he submitted to being strapped into the harness and metal disc to be dragged about the world by another poor condemned man.
Sun Ra Speaks
A new name is always a great adventure.
Strange sounds can make people turn another way.
...the splendid comradeship of other worlds.
It is not too late to be your better self.
Resist me --make me strong.
I feel pretty good about being a total failure.
The impossible attracts me because everything possible has already been done and the world didn't change.
Glory Was That Proud Woman's Name Who Never Knew The Love Of A Man And Served Christ All The Years Of Her Life
How did she serve the Lord?
She did as the Lord instructed.
What did the Lord ask of her?
She kept the Lord's instructions in her heart.
Did she go out into the world?
She was a comfort to all the afflicted, and was a familiar and beloved character to all the people in her little town.
Did she not have a much-remarked upon singing voice?
She was a regular and popular participant in the Saturday night karoake sessions at the Big Steer supper club.
What did she like to sing?
She was an enthusiastic and versatile performer, and enjoyed singing songs associated with such male vocalists as Johnny Cash and Bobby Vinton. Her signature song was "Ring of Fire."
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