Going thru the archives... i dug this up

Going thru the archives... i dug this up. I feel like I should work on it some more, but I know, right now, I won't. For what it's worth, check it out:




Saturday, March 25, 2006

Going No Where
Current mood: apathetic

THIS IS JUST A STORY AND ONLY

"SEMI"-AUTOBIOGRAPHICAL

AND FROM A DIFFERENT TIME.

SO DON'T GET IT TWISTED.

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Window down, driving alone headed NOWHERE

The open road and the wind keep me company.

Soon it will be dark.

I take out a cigarette and smoke while I drive. . .

There has to be a bar somewhere, where I can . . .



Sitting at dingy bar in the middle of NOWHERE

There is a drunk old man sitting next to me leaning against the wall. An older gentlmen comes in and orders a beer. After a few sips, he goes out for a smoke. Outside in front of the bar, I join him. After taking a drag from my cigarette I ask him:


"Do you think Death is perfection or Perfection is death?



He says some words of Zen wisdom and holds my face between his two hands and say:

"Brother, rest easy.

There is a listlessness about you;

All is as it should be.

Rest easy."



We go back into to bar and have another beer.

He tells me stories of his son and his ex wife, his travels and what life experience has taught him, he also tells me that he's on his way to see an old friend. He leaves and we wish each other well.

I get back on the road headed out of NOWHERE . . . trying to rest easy.