"The bigger love gets, the smaller hate gets. Eventually love wins out."
While this weekend acted as something much more profound...
I make an oath never to forget these bits:
Moth the water-tower, dirty skirt hippie and the Jaz companion.
- His personal hammock and the surrounding open areas of his oh-so-humble abode.
- A drunken pass-out-and-piss event.
- Proud cockpits and early morning wake-up calls to REAL roosters.
The 100+ mile drive around the entirety of the Salton Sea.
- Fish bone sand and collected bird skulls.
- Murkiest water un[directly]polluted by the likes of human hands.
- Adam Papagan.
- His tunes.
- David Liebe Hart.
Sandsandsand and dust everywhere.
First time nosebleeds.
Dirty bathroom portals.
Bombay Beach.
- Hunky Daddy and Hunky Beer.
- Fish and chips and vodka cranberries.
- All anyone ever does there is drink.
Incredible people.
- Carlo Rossi and Justine's generosity.
- Car parties and blow-up mattresses beneath seven silly bodies.
Old, hopeful, and leathered longhairs.
The every FridaySaturdaySunday swap meet with six vendors tops.
But the most fundamental by far:
Leonard Knight and his Salvation. Talking to him... you feel a sense of higher, heavier gravity. This little, old man. I've never seen anything to beautiful.
I can't remember the last time feeling so thoroughly fulfilled by one, solitary experience.
The rest will come later.
I make an oath never to forget these bits:
Moth the water-tower, dirty skirt hippie and the Jaz companion.
- His personal hammock and the surrounding open areas of his oh-so-humble abode.
- A drunken pass-out-and-piss event.
- Proud cockpits and early morning wake-up calls to REAL roosters.
The 100+ mile drive around the entirety of the Salton Sea.
- Fish bone sand and collected bird skulls.
- Murkiest water un[directly]polluted by the likes of human hands.
- Adam Papagan.
- His tunes.
- David Liebe Hart.
Sandsandsand and dust everywhere.
First time nosebleeds.
Dirty bathroom portals.
Bombay Beach.
- Hunky Daddy and Hunky Beer.
- Fish and chips and vodka cranberries.
- All anyone ever does there is drink.
Incredible people.
- Carlo Rossi and Justine's generosity.
- Car parties and blow-up mattresses beneath seven silly bodies.
Old, hopeful, and leathered longhairs.
The every FridaySaturdaySunday swap meet with six vendors tops.
But the most fundamental by far:
Leonard Knight and his Salvation. Talking to him... you feel a sense of higher, heavier gravity. This little, old man. I've never seen anything to beautiful.
I can't remember the last time feeling so thoroughly fulfilled by one, solitary experience.
The rest will come later.