nate today i went outside and everything was so cold and stiff, but there was still life in it if i looked for it. i went to the garden, where only a few months ago there were beautiful beans and tomatoes, and it was nothing but a pit of ash that looked like it was breathing. there was a mound of ashes in the center of the garden, and i could see it rising and falling with every exhale, because that was the chest. i looked down, and on the ground there was, perfectly preserved, a grape tomato. i picked it up and put it in the center of the dead, breathing chest. it had a bright red tomato heart, and everything was alive. i played the corpse a song on my flute, and felt it rise again. nate, it was so beautiful. the dogs were barking at me, and quietly i said "shhhh....it's okay", and they realized we were friends, and that the only reason they resented or barked or feared me was because there was a fence between us. a fence that man constructed in his free time because he didn't have anything better to do than create boundaries, and create foreigners, and create fear and resentment. but the dogs new. but i knew. we love each other.
hey nate. i don't want you to go away. i'd stop you if it didn't go against my principles....or if i could for that matter. but hey. you gotta do what you gotta do. tonight i'm going to a cat party with my friend stacey. i'm wearing my cat hat and bringing koshka. i don't know how she'll like the car ride, but...god nate, cats are so cute. when they roll around on their backs, and just expect you to pat their fat little stomachs. and you do it, without realizing how great the power of expectation can be.
ha.
i'm leaving now. i just got out of the shower and i'm not wearing any clothes. when i get the chance, i want to scan you the tower card of my new tarot deck. it's fucking beautiful.
hey nate. i don't want you to go away. i'd stop you if it didn't go against my principles....or if i could for that matter. but hey. you gotta do what you gotta do. tonight i'm going to a cat party with my friend stacey. i'm wearing my cat hat and bringing koshka. i don't know how she'll like the car ride, but...god nate, cats are so cute. when they roll around on their backs, and just expect you to pat their fat little stomachs. and you do it, without realizing how great the power of expectation can be.
ha.
i'm leaving now. i just got out of the shower and i'm not wearing any clothes. when i get the chance, i want to scan you the tower card of my new tarot deck. it's fucking beautiful.
peas and lurve
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