so I read///
an I think,
I am incureable
I selecrt a song from
memree banx
sly said it ,did he write it?
EVERYBODY IS A STAR
I CAN feel it when
You shine on me
it wasn’t the first verse
the greatest break
the second verse first line,
the sister,dont know her
I dont think I ever seen her
she Is a sister of mine
she touched my soul
so many times
I am replaying it again
the youtube makes it posible
three times over so far
I searched it and
can play it over and over
they do it again after th
ba ba bap ba ba ba ba
break
an there the ba ba ba goes again
sylvester stew art of the craft
was the epitome of the shooting star
the slow burn is a blessing
to achieve and maintain obscurity
obscurity is a refuge,
sacrifice that ?
celebrity sacrifices refuge
like crucifixion ,
the shoot ups die for our sins
‘‘ever catch a shooting star’’
‘‘aint no stopping til it’s in the ground’’
obscurity is not a curse ,or an affliction,
but an open door to purity of creative expression.
as a barometer of pop-trend sure them Ga zinks
publitch schloch [cheap jewelry] gruel for the
birds on the wire massing for an attack
who is the grist for the mill other than the
ones questing the lime light
where are they now
make a list
fallen to earth
I got boxs in thhe attic
old surf GAZINES
whats thet guy’s name
can we pull the nails out of his palms?
fluffy hair in front of the biltmore
with drew harrison
pitch=ed so hard
did He move some place
become somthing else
waiting in the wings
for a twelve minute comeback.
warhol said it
fifteen minutes
take it or leave it
leave it
get it later
''WHEN YOU SHINE ON ME ‘’
shape one for no one but your greatest dream
SHAPE ONE
then another one
this is the gift of our lives
fronted for us by every ancestor
who dreamed of doing something
to satisfy that desire burning inside
to do somthing so cool
making a surfboard to fly on the water
and slip silently through the ether/void
silence in chaos and confusion
the world is the CHAOS
the magazine is the confusion
the slience is the sound
of a hand caressing a
wetsanded rail before
putting it into the water
and dipping it seaward.
I can feel it
you are shining on me.
while the din roars
in the market place
making and breaking
noteriety…
…ambrose…
brad Mc caul
may he rest
may he live
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9aKVpxR4rUc