now we know how many holes..........

i was reading ken kesey last night, demon box. i couldn't sleep, despite the bike ride to the pool, the laps swum(swam?). despite mad men season 1, episodes 1 and 2. despite the fact my alarm would ring at 4 a.m. for my grind shift at the diner. so i tossed and turned, finally, after so any years, reached over to my bookshelf and grabbed kesey, deciding some words from my hero would turn me to dreamland, alas.
i decided 2 of my favorites from this particular book would drift me to sleep, so i read "Now we know how many holes it takes to fill the Albert Hall", then i read "The day after Superman died". I cried myself into in nightmare filled 3 hour sleep.
Then I went to work, where the morons told pedophile jokes about MJ. I told them it does not behove the living to speak ill of the dead.
I still believe, in spite of everything I've lived through, seen, smoked, ingested, given birth to, read, watched, that we can be heroes. what i write does border on plagarism, but i know its memory, threads, once in a while an entire quilt. I still believe in supermen the supreme being, the mother of God.
I believe in angels. And demons. In life and death. The two great gates we all walk between, unable to choose wither we come and when we go.
So i am happy to hear my neighbors playing the music of a musical genius of a man who did give joy to our poor planet, in spite of his demons.
I know I need to get back to my roots, in spite of living in the town I grew up in.
I know I miss her.
I know I am getting old when I think Michael Jackson died, he was just a kid..........then I remember to remember. And if you are reading this, and remember to remember that Henry Miller wrote a book called Remember to Remember. If you are reading this and remember Ken Kesey(come back), if you are reading this and remember Dean Moriarity(alias Neil Cassidy),if you are reading this and remember how many holes it takes to fill the albert hall, I hope you sleep well tonight.
because tommorow I have to sling chip over white, short stacks, listen to cheap shots and jokes about a soul I hope may rest in Peace, all the while remembering PEACE. Come back, go away, come back, go away. attendance mandetory, but not required.
RIP-EAP;JWOL;KK;JG;MJ.RMHP&ICPjr.angels aquired, AIS,AFS,GJB.tito.