Sunday, August 08, 2004

doing time in topanga

tinged, a bell tinged

we had a nice little earthquake yesterday morning.

i say nice, little, because it rocked me in my bed and said

Here you are Safe in your bed Safe in your little house

Safe and nothing to worry about because I am the Earth

and you know my Power and you know how to draw power

and strength from me and not be afraid

but to Exult

and so overnight the world stopped. Ceased to be Changed.

Rang in a new age of exhiliration and tranquility.


The sycamore leaves fall one by one. I think of all the skills

i've acquired in topanga because i start designing in my head

a way to construct a more or less permanent duck pond with the

bathtub water as fill and how it cd be drained to another garden

and how when the bath water is too soapy the water can be

directed elsewhere and everything i've learned at this crazy little

house where to have it the way i want it is to do it myself and how

i never consider (anymore) making it some way some one else

would like it.


but i might not always have these ducks much as i like the power

derived from one green duck egg freshly laid and poached gently

and spooned on a buttered toasted slice of european razen

pumpernikel and so everything "shd" be temporary and why pour

cement for a duck pond when the earth will tremble All Too Soon

and Once More.


Today i have everything.


Food wine dope coffee toilet paper dog food chicken food rabbit food

new toys and enough yarn to knit a tent to cover the whole Bubble.

Pens Paper Glue Kittens Clean Clothes Bright Red Hair, reading glasses


and TIME !


i even have 1/2 tank of gas and $35.00


(The only place i've been i want to go to again is Malta)


I keep thinking i "shd" leave here i bin here long enough -

ten years is a long time

and then i remember

Time cannot be counted like that, valued like that,

and i'll go elsewhere (maybe) when i am ready.

When i doan like it here, when Another Place takes

its place in my heart.

when Wally dies.

when the lemon tree succumbs to being in the wrong

place at the wrong time

when i am sure it has really surrendered than too shall i


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