| damodara@webtv.net 2004-11-16, 11:06 am |
| Too much effort on an illusive Atlantic City.
Way too much all to no reward.
I woke at ten, which is exceptional. But lately, last few days I'm
waking up at differnt times instead of my usual.
Think I'll stay inside today and work on my personal order issues, safe
inside my warm domicile.
Can't think anyway. Too much going on.
The "talent developer" downtown, the coffee house in Princeton, the bass
player who loves the blues, and my guitar, with whom I shared the dream
of playing at the Black American Legion Hall. I told him I really didn't
think most black people recognized the Country Blues as black music,
black heritage. Most white people don't either. Thats my opinion.
So there's him, old guy who walks with a cane. There's the recordings
for the new CD that need to be developed, NYC, too many options and I
have no drive for sorting it all out.
I plan to just sit here and be sz all day.
Might risk the dangers out on the sidewalk and go buy beer.
I need a rest.
I always take a day off for sitting, anyway, after I "go out". I learned
to do that while living on the farm. I'd take a day to decompress from
the rigors and vigors of life "downtown".
Maybe I'll simply go nuts today too, get it over with.
That freaken arearage money better get here by December or I'll freak.
What a life.
I'm glad I took a pill yesterday for the first time in a long time. What
a day. It was all similar to some Phantasmagoric Technicolor fantasy.
Even as it went down I was astounded.
I walked through "Arizona" . One of the casinoes had a park with
artificaial cactus and fake rock outcroppings so it was a perfect
example of Arizona or New Mexico. Tell me that isn't preposterous and
phantasmagoric?
Maybe I can convince my self that yesterdy didn't actually
happen.........There isn't some psyche pill for this life is there?
What a zoo........
Stay home where I'll be safe from the flatbrainer realities and drink
beer and record music, clean and order my lair, den, Airy, cave, Sanctum
Sanctorus, domicile.
This though, yesterday was simply an insane dream by any standards.
Incredible day. I ought to start a Blogg with my guitar adventures. I
simply have too much happen, and its all bizarre, and it happens all the
time.
Certainly its not "me".
Dambo
http://community.webtv.net/damodara/MystoryasIseeit
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