I’ve been doing my research on love and God and the capitalist machine, believing versus doing, and unity, and fear. I dug around and found Erich Fromm’s The Art of Loving that I had stashed away, and as it happens he’s got most of an answer to the protest message that came to me some… Continue reading The Unfolding
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Quarter-Twenty Cap Screw
That fucking email that I sent. I wish I could delete it, like that scar on my leg from where I ran backwards over the Rain-bird at summer camp when I was ten, and the fact that I’m hungry even though I just ate lunch, and that now I feel better having had some almond… Continue reading Quarter-Twenty Cap Screw
Dear Jenny
One of many many nights at 527 Haight (also known as the “Weenie Ranch”) I noticed a stream of people coming in and out of a flat across the street. I had spent plenty of nights where I was drinking Schlitz malt liquor and eating cheese popcorn and I sensed an opening for something new,… Continue reading Dear Jenny