dream_notes raze blue ballpoint scrawl on an unlined white slip of paper: "fear and pain are shit passenger trains. take the a train." this from a ninety-year-old man whose face bled hard-won wisdom. there was a second note. but that one wasn't for me to read. it was something i already knew. it was about love. 220924 ... epitome of incomprehensibility Twice I wrote down some approximation of a tune from my dreaming or half-asleep head. Once it was a riff from "Take Five" (rendered on paper in 4/4 before I figured out where it came from). The other, I may have made it up instead of out-and-out copied. Not that it didn't exist before, maybe, and not that it's anything amazing, just a few bars of repeated notes. But when a mind interfacing with a vast, variegated world can filter some of the wide wonder into graspable form, why not be grateful? How can I keep from singing? 220924 what's it to you? who go blather from