Thursday, January 1, 2026

Too Tight To Fight





Don't run out of dreams before you run out of steam. Life, for me, has gotten better in fits and starts since I was a kid. There are days when I think maybe I had better use up some of this love and luck, just to keep from having it go to waste at the end. 

My will is pure poetry, boys.

Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.





 

Sunday, December 28, 2025

What You Want






Your reality is what you figure out. Mine is something entirely different. I hope tolerance plays a big role in yours.

If this world doesn't break your heart on some kind of regular basis, you're not paying attention. That or you're a psychopath by definition.

Love whenever and wherever you can. That's my only advice.

Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.






 

Monday, December 15, 2025

Prove It





Does anybody else out there feel like a fraud? I suppose I was okay up until the second grade or thereabouts. They taught me to read and I read. Miss Gamon thought that maybe I should be double promoted from the first grade.

These days I don't do much of anything and I'm pretty good at it.

In between I've been asked over and over, "What do you do?"

I've passed myself off as a writer, a musician, an adult, a realtor, a hippie, a geographer, a promoter. I always look down and my palms start to sweat no matter my answer.

All I can tell you is that if I were a dog, I would be a mutt. My only aspiration would be to be called a good boy.

Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.



 

Monday, December 8, 2025

Mister E





Maybe it's survivor's guilt. As I watch, along with you, the world unravelling, led sensationally by the USA, on the internet, I worry about the victims. The poor. The sick and the uninsured. The immigrants and the unemployed. The under-employed. I feel like I left just as the bottom of decency and compassion was dropping out.

For a man who was born in Alabama during the Segregation Forever era and came of age during the Viet Nam war times, nothing about this heartache is new. Of course more of the bullies have nuclear weapons now and we laugh at the quaint memories of "duck and cover."

We had rock'n'roll then. 

What's gonna get us through these times?  We could use some heroes.

Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.







 

Tuesday, December 2, 2025

Mired In Ecstacy





The mind, mine at least, creates melodrama when left unsupervised for too long. Probably some evolutionary device to keep us from lounging in the middle of the road, thinking good, dirty thoughts.

Now, somehow, I've found paradise on a windy rock sticking up in the middle of the English Channel. One of the best parts of this adventure is the discovery that my neighbours, here in Portland, are aware that  we're in the best place. I'm a geographer, for heaven's sake. I don't take this for granted.

Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.





 

Sunday, November 23, 2025

Keep Your Eye On The Grindstone





Turns out the universe is as simple or as intricate as you think it is. It's all just stuff. Trees are falling in the forest with no-one around all the time. The secret, if you can call it a secret, is to enjoy it. 

If the rules are made by bad guys, do you disregard them? Sorta' makes you an outlaw, doesn't it? 

We all know that we shouldn't judge. We all judge.

If you can make someone happy while enjoying life, yourself, you're successful, in my book. 

Spread some joy, give some love. Give some more. Don't worry much about what they think. They don't know any more about it than you do.

Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.




 

Thursday, November 20, 2025

Open Barn Door





Do you have to taste bitter to appreciate sweet? The further along the road I get, the more obvious it seems that there is no divine plan. Some of us only touch the hot stove once. There has to be a beginning, of course, and there's always that darn end. Neither money nor luck can change that.

If there's a purpose, it surely must be pleasure. Yours and everybody else's, too. 

Adopt a dog. Fall in love. Sing with the birds.

Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.