Author: bgkarma

some eat ice cream out on the lawn. at night when I get in, they’re in the back yelling at each other, other times laughing, wafting the smell of their grill over the fence. windows closed. jet engines. news is quite behind a cut off black television screen. radio classical music is silent to the…… Continue reading friday night insider

home from Philadelphia, city of brotherly love, something like this, residence of the modern communes, a weekend pilgrimage for small people to lay back in bed, headphoned, listening to lectures, shelter from the cold. I don’t know about anyone else, but I don’t want to give myself much to do. there is trouble out there.…… Continue reading Untitled

dream: heart surgery asked then at least to be drugged to sleep couldn’t tolerate being awake for that doctor was full of mumblings but gas masked my face felt myself slide off to sleep but not completely he put his index finger in my mouth touching the roof, pressing firmly, intensely, incredible pressure, screaming, the…… Continue reading closed heart surgery

the first thing I’ll write is what a beautiful day it is slightly raining these books coming in to my brain next I will write to you that I think for the most part I am a nice or decent or good person and whatever harsh things I have done or things that have come…… Continue reading small truth

late night early morning words reach out to people sleeping so soon asleep breathing easy in bed thankful for the soft bed thankful for intelligence given by God to get through our times – days it is all one day to Him remains the same if a wizard of oz hurricane comes through it will…… Continue reading lift up into the air

wrapping this all up here. soon vanish. gone. up and went . . . mail me quick if you want to know where I am going, maybe I’ll send you a map. otherwise, so long, so long.

I have been spending time elsewhere, writing in my private journal, working on the new book, meditating in my head, the good truths, promises, etc. I hope everyone is well, I feel very disconnected, isolated, and all I want these days is some peace and quiet. I think I will have that soon. sickness or…… Continue reading where are you?

welcome back but next time don’t take so long what can I say? my eyes are stinging from? from the Tiger Balm and I guess just from being tired here in the evening obviously not much news to report these days I should come back later to write more when my hip is not killing…… Continue reading uneventful note