A coincidence is when two things collide or coincide inside of space and time. The separation of states, things and beings and states of being is what causes longing, desire and loneliness. The sources of our suffering and of our salvation are what appears now to be our separation but which upon further exploration unfolds in revelation of our true state of being. One body one bread. One god one head. Pepsi One The Un Cola. You are now inside my tube! (Are you nodding your head?)

The internet is made of a small series of tubes. Who killed my Laura Palmer addiction pills, bitch!

I realized tonight that the real reason I moved out to Seattle was because I thought Twin Peaks made the Pacific Northwest seem beautiful and mysterious and I wanted to experience that kind of sensation in my life [/somehow have the mythology rub off on me]. Seattle and especially its outermost surroundings work quite well for that, I find. I may go back next year and spend some time working with the Department of Safety. I’m beginning to see myself as a creative ambassador. Like how Ben Franklin and those guys would just travel around and party with the French for a while (Quebecoise!) and then they would send us a Statue dedicated unto Liberty, for those of us guys who are here living today in the relative freedom of the USA.

Maybe that’s how freedom is best measured: with a yardstick towards one’s fellows. If another man is less free than you, then you owe it to him to become his servant so that he can be enabled to steadfastly release himself from the remote controls of life and achieve direct control over his heart and front and center beat pound switch time clock tick of the metronome of my heart. I can count by it. I can see by its light. I can see it is almost time to buy a new light. I am going to sleep for tonight.

Who made Harry Potter into an iPodder and is it being done also to your son child women or daughter? What ever happened to laughter? Whoever did so did so because they thought it would turn out to be a disaster. But it didn’t. It won’t; we’re past all of that.

Maybe they have not been studying their party sciences and the personal ones have laid in anguish and waste as well. The Return of the King heralds the renewal of all things. TS Elliott or however you spell it’s the Wasteland. It’s not here he’s talking about, but some foreign faraway land, where only Muggles and magpies live and cavort in the twilit forests whilst elves lay down below us and talk about who came and went down before us. Whoever it was, they’ll be singing in our chorus when the angels raise us up again on Judgement Day: the day when you release forever all your sins and your judgements about yourself and accountings of sufferings you’ve held against others, your sisters and brothers, mothers and lovers. Forgive them, for forgiveness is the gift you to give unto others.

Has Harry Potter’s magic wand pierced your heart? Have you drank from my living gas station well water why is it becoming slowly more expensive than fuel.

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Can you experiment with setting this to music? Thank you! I will too and I will begin sending you files.-}