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Into The Great Float Open

Yes. Yes I Will.

Days Of Future Passed

Everybody, from every reality, says all is end is nigh.

But I know that this is not so.

Because everybody, in happy, togetherfact, in every reality, is lining up to launch into the great wide open.

Below is the latest song that, in me, confirms this.

All we all, will swirl out. Dust, is what we will leave behind.

I of course won’t actually live to see this. But so what. I’m just a pebble in the pond.

But I see the pond, taking wing, and taking flight.

Nothing can stop it. It’s already happened.

Roger Ebert, dying of a terrible disease, in terrible pain, saw this:

That week before Roger passed away, I would see him and he would talk about having visited this other place. I thought he was hallucinating. I thought they were giving him too much medication. But the day before he passed away, he wrote me a note: “This is all an elaborate hoax.” I asked him, “What’s a hoax?” And he was talking about this world, this place. He said it was all an illusion. I thought he was just confused. But he was not confused. He wasn’t visiting heaven, not the way we think of heaven. He described it as a vastness that you can’t even imagine. It was a place where the past, present, and future were happening all at once.

That is the real reality. That is why, this night, I reached out, and, almost, touched you. That is why, I actually did.

He Will Roll On A Road Of Bones

roll on

Charleston Bay

I have nothing other than just sadness. That once again we have to peer into the abyss of the depraved violence that we do to each other, and the nexus of a just gaping racial wound, that will not heal, but we pretend doesn’t exist.

I’m confident, though, that by acknowledging it, by staring into that, and seeing it for what it is, we still won’t do jackshit.

Yeah. That’s us.

—Jon Stewart

Crazed Science Men Cross A Human With A Blowfish


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