shit dammit: a new approach

a new approach is imminent. this sitting for hours pretending productivity is gettin old. there’s gotta be another way. got any ideas? got any job offers? I’m open to anything so long as I don’t have to feign interest -so long as I can fully commit to the task, take risks and learn. there’s only so much time in our lives and wasting it on ambivalence created by bureaucracy is just no good. Ginsberg would Howl again if he knew that the things are still the same. sure there’s a little more tolerance, a little more breathing space to Howl but no one is listening.

in the meantime the buoy is reading favourably for one of my favourite joints. surely there are waves out there going unriden on this Tuesday afternoon. it’s low tide now. the little sets stack up out front and peel, exposing the boulders along the flanks of the red rimmed headland. the last fall birds fly by on their way to winter homes. snow birds they are not. summering in our plentiful shores and then gone south like so many grains of sand blowing in the blustery southwest winds. those birds will be replaced by silence on those wintertime Tuesday mornings after heavy snow fall. those birds know no bureaucrats. they know no time mismanagement. every moment is instinct and breathing in the air that surrounds us all. that same air that we dutifully pollute for the sake of individuality. forget the group. forget the race.

a new approach is needed but it’s unlikely that one will be found. there’s no conundrum -no unanswered questions. only absurdity remains. like Himes’ Harlem, we reel in the madness and take the blows of the man like men. it is what it is.

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