YOU CAN BARELY SEE A DUCK

What wonderful dawn these days, the cuckoos are singing loud, there are doves cooing, other birds as well. While coming home from walk and running, I looked at the tree where a parrot was singing as well, and was chasing another bird from the bottle brush tree as well.. Wow lovely ūüôā

 

Walker Ballantine If you were in Canada right now, I’d say you are insane. Ain’t got no parrots up here. You can barely see a duck. The ice is thinking about going out one of these months. And I try not to think.
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TROUBLE IN PARADISE WHEN YOU SAY: “I’M GOD…….. AND YOU’RE NOT!”

                                                              (there is repetition here)
¬† She.. doesn’t have a high opinion of most Toronto men…………. ( except for you). She knows there’s too much estrogen in the Toronto drinking water —–
and all the Toronto men she sees…. she thinks they’re all effeminate wimps.
¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬†I agree. The real men are in the north … (tho we have to be careful, too)
Plastic bags in rivers have an estrogen-like effect….. So testicles descend later than they’re supposed to…
¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬†Thanks Willie Q…… I been a bit upset had a six man band —- now two of the homers, really good men…and my best friends are dead………………………. ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬†Anyway…. not for now
I gotta pass out. talk in the AM….?
WILL
¬† ¬† ¬† ¬†Coming to terms with mortality is certainly not my expertise yet.. sounds like a bummer. good night, I will enjoy the acoustic tribute anyway, thx ūüôā

 

3:52PM

BILL     

¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† It is no one’s expertise… except for a very few Tibetan monks who can see past the valleys
and mountains of life and death…. (please excuse spelling, I’m almost unconscious)
¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† they see over the hills into the Akaishic (p?) record… anyway these fuckers can do it…. and sometimes I can, too….. but not on any kind of schedule….
¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† Mortality is a problem for everybody, natch… cause we all die tho I din’t Actually believe that til I was past 50….
¬† ¬† ¬† ¬†Some genius writer said: “IN ¬†THE DAYS OF YOUR YOUTH, REMEMBER YOUR GRAVE.”
Morbid bastard… ha! ha! Actually I wrote that.
¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬†Very few folks have any answers…. if you want em you get em thru deep meditation….watching the river of your memories and emotions pass by….then ya start to see better…….I’ve been very fortunate in my friends and teachers…. I can’t thank these guys enough: ¬†Father Belyea, Zen master Philip Kapleau, Northrop Frye………..And of course women teach us more than anybody wants to admit!
¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† I’m happy to admit it, but it’s gonna take some time. Every time I feel guilt I want some woman to punish me….. As you get older and uglier, there aren’t that many volunteers….. I mean, in Toronto – no problem – up north here there is. ¬†You say to a corn-fed healthy gal: “I want you to punish me.” Well, the reaction is usually not attractive.
….. What a long beautiful fucking road it is!!
the only One who knows past and future lives is God…. and we all partake of God… and we can have God’s vision briefly…
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¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬†The only time you get in trouble is when you say: “Hi! I’m God…………… And you’re not.”
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WILL:
 She understands you and me
(that song is great…. about your band members who have passed on)
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BILL: “Oh, I think she does……….. doesn’t have a high opinion of most Toronto men…………. ( except for you) She thinks they’re all eunichs… too much estrogen in the Toronto drinking water. I agree with her. If you want a real man, come
north.
¬† ¬† ¬† ¬†Thanks Willie Q…… I been a bit upset had a six man band —- now two of the best guys are dead………………………. anyway…. not for now
I gotta pass out. talk in the AM….?
WILL: “Coming to terms with mortality is certainly not my expertise yet.. sounds like a bummer. good night, I will enjoy the acoustic tribute anyway, thx “ūüôā

3:52PM

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¬†BILL: ¬† “It is no one’s expertise… except for a very few Tibetan monks who can see past the valleys
and and mountains of life and death…. (please excuse spelling, I’m almost unconscious)
see over the hills into the Akaishic (p?) record… anyway these fuckers can do it…. and sometimes I can, too….. but not on any kind of schedule….
BILL: ¬† ¬† ¬†Mortality is a problem for everybody, natch… cause we all die tho I din’t actually believe that til I was past 50….
¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬†Some genius writer said: “IN HE DAYS OF YOUR YOUTH, REMEMBER YOUR GRAVE.”
Morbid bastard… ha! ha!
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Actually I wrote that.
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Very few folks have any answers…. if you want em you get em thru deep meditation….watching the river of your memories and emotions pass by….then ya start to see better…….
¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† BUT….. what a long beautiful fucking road it is!!
The only One who knows past and future lives is God…. and we all partake of God… and we can have God’s vision briefly…

 

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¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬†The only time you get in trouble is when you say: “Hi! I’m God………………. ………..And you’re not.”
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