I have become more of an unbiased observer of myself lately. Gotta be honest, I don't enjoy much of what I see. Maybe you can hear the "hiss" of my deflating ego from all the distance between urbania and naturama? Hope not!
I'm reminded of a friend who was relating part of a story of being in the desert on peyote. He said he could feel the Earth turning. This upset him so he started jumping up and down and asking the world to "please stop."
It refused. Always something!
Maybe I'll be able to have faith in the future. It's really all that is left to me.
For the nonce it seems foolish to me. Perhaps it was my childhood that made god a sick joke to me. Being manhandled cruelly by those who surrounded themselves with symbols of faith turned off Christianity to me...
Wouldn't see anybody live anymore. Why? It's too strenuous for old ones. Really was privileged to see so many performers live when I was younger! And didn't know it---of course!
I don't intend to insult a god that is not there. The absence of god seems more than apparent.
In other words, faith is required to accept the existence of an almighty.
Faith in the invisible and benevolent seems foolish to me. Evidence supports the lack of any organizing force, for humanity...
I'm glad to learn that Senhor Dangerfield was a good guy. Whew!
Type casting indeed kills many acting careers. After being seen as the same, even very interesting character for three or more years that face is awful hard to forget. I call it a durn shame. If your part in the same tv show brings...
Crikey, Django, or Da-Jango as you prefer was a beyond amazing master of the guitar. His two fingered capability was beyond plain human.
I surely don't have a wide education in styles of guitar playing, but I don't remember any imitators!
Giving up all I think I know is a tremendous task. I must think I know a lot. Upon reflection, I don't know anything. This is a good thing that my ego fights against.
"The Wizard of Id," now a probably long gone comic in the daily newspapers. Or maybe it was Sunday only?
Which ever, I still...
The last three minutes of this "Tuber" are sublime. I don't think Les would have had a good time with the song he suggested from ZZ Top's catalog, "She's Got Legs." That ZZ Top custom made machine gun reverb is patented. Or might as well be.
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