Hi, John Carl -
I'm very glad my thoughts on the closing lines of ZAMM spoke so to you. I
always seek to address both mind and heart, with varying focuses. Thank you
for the personal revelation - whatever happened with the girl?
I had a dream about Bob last night.
Background: we've bought 13 acres of Northern Calif agricultural land and
are planning to start an off-grid estate there soon. So take that into
account.
In the dream, an informant from this list told me that Bob was still kickin'
and had survived a bout of oral cancer a few years ago. He too had gone
off-grid, and post-cancer was "surviving on marijuana and propane." (The
latter, of course, for his off-grid house.) I asked, "Does he still read the
MOQ list?"
And there the dream ended.
MRB
http://www.fuguewriter.com
-----Original Message-----
From: John Carl
Sent: Saturday, August 27, 2011 9:11 PM
To: [email protected]
Subject: Re: [MD] [Bulk] Compassion
MRB,
My dear new fab fave avatar, as Mark says,
"there's a quickening of things after the list (which covers a lot of
ground itself, in the rapidity of epiphanaic happiness: the houses and boats
and Bay waters proper are seen as one comes toward Sausalito. It's like an
accelerating camera pan at the triumphal end of a movie, showing liberation
from past circumstance."
I climbed up the side of Tamalpais once, and then up and up, on one of those
electric transmission towers that carry the current to the city. I was on a
quest at the time, and on a community college field trip that took us around
the state studying riparian ecology. The first leg of our trip had taken us
to the Sierras and a hot springs campsite near Tahoe where I spent the night
in the school van, pouring out my heart and longings for a girl who was the
girl of my best friend, to another girl, to whom I became incredibly
attracted after that night and when we completed our academic excursion to
the bay area and the Sausalito mudflats I'd become completely obsessed.
Teresa Davis was her name. After our confidential conversation from before,
I felt she was a kindred spirit and the night we camped near Mt. Tam, I had
such a longing for her, I didn't know where to go or what to do. Climbing
and climbing seemed the only outlet possible. And when I got to the top of
that scary tower, and looked out over the dark expanse of the bay and saw
the lights of the city sparkling from the highscraper windows, and
exhiliaration and loneliness came over me that I could never describe but
"liberation from past circumstance" comes about as close to encapsulating
that feeling as any words I've come across yet.
so thanks for that.
John
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