unsolicited expressions

yesterday

manofarmerj — Sat, 24 Dec 2011 07:21:44 +0000

you really know how to pull those strings,

for a minute ago i was almost ready…

thoughts were gettin’ heavy of breakin’ bones and levees

and maybe i’d be missed, or they’d just keep moving steady.

and it’s all feeling a little crazy fast and scary, baby.

this ain’t a bowl of cherries lady, drive a little slower, daisy.

do you remember the eighties when y’all put away your hankies,

your tie die and your deep highs and put on the gucci bowties.

and rose up to the high rise, to the blue skies losing blue as each plane flies.

no more bong rips or acid trips, reaching out to friends with tongues and lips,

now you’re measuring hips, through the channels you flip to find meaning,

this is meaning this is meaning this is meaningful.

well free love is still free with a small fee, and for a limited time only.

breaking news

manofarmerj — Fri, 25 Nov 2011 17:09:12 +0000

IGNORE:

FOCUS:

direct action

manofarmerj — Mon, 21 Nov 2011 18:49:25 +0000

ecuadorian

direct

action

eliot coleman

manofarmerj — Fri, 18 Nov 2011 15:09:18 +0000

“The history of organic farming is similar to the history of any successful idea that diverges from the orthodoxy of the moment. The orthodoxy first tries to denounce it, then tries to minimize its importance, and finally tries top co-opt it.” – Eliot Coleman

protest

manofarmerj — Tue, 15 Nov 2011 16:52:25 +0000

regret

manofarmerj — Sun, 13 Nov 2011 08:55:08 +0000

the nights belong to the wind and this mid-autumn chill.

the wind rouses me in the hour when even the cricket sleeps.

 my days longer than the sunshine - i push and push and push.

what will i regret if my deathbed finds me sooner than is just?

manofarmerj — Wed, 09 Nov 2011 03:45:59 +0000

i'm measuring tinier distances now.

an inch is a mile if you look at it right.

manofarmerj — Sun, 06 Nov 2011 06:56:42 +0000

PROTECT [capitalism] and SERVE [the corporatocracy].

property destruction is a violent act
that hurts everyone.
the cops are here to protect us.

how are you?

manofarmerj — Sat, 05 Nov 2011 05:54:57 +0000

we are all preachers in empty churches.

the choir is here,

but they’ve gone out to lunch.

plus, they’re just here to sing.

the candles have blown out from all my hot air.

so now i’ll just listen.

i have nothing to say.

and nobody listens,

and fuck your ‘how are you?’

i don’t think you really want to hear my answer.

the care isn’t there, let’s face it, it isn’t.

so i dream now of soft eyes and soft touch,

and three unmediated deep breaths.

21st century smile

manofarmerj — Fri, 21 Oct 2011 04:38:45 +0000

that’s no shower in there!

and i don’t shower in groups.

my trust in you and all of this is fleeting faster

than a 21st century smile.