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“What I do is between me and the Lord, to examine and possibly alter the state of grace in which I live, and thereby the state of grace of anybody who listens.” Townes Van Zandt "There's hardly anything fun to do, since they made music illegal." Fr...
"Set your affection on things above, not on things on the earth. For ye are dead, and your life is hid with Christ in God." Colossians 3:2-3 "I've come back aroundto uncharted ground,or so it seems"Me I've never been here before. Have you? Mayb...
"'La Bruja' (The Witch) is a popular traditional song from the state of Veracruz, Mexico. There's various tales and legends in Mexico and one of those is of La Bruja, which can perhaps be compared to the legend of the vampire 'Dracula' (made popular...
“As he that taketh away a garment in cold weather,and as vinegar upon nitre, so is he thatsingeth songs to an heavy heart.”Proverbs 25:20 “And because iniquity shall abound,the love of many shall wax cold.”Matthew 24:12 I went scuba diving once. ...
Wow the U.S.is a madhouse on ice Ghostsrun like micethrough the streets of Jerome Phoenix is gone,smothered in drug-clouds My buddy is twisted, sleepingin buckets Driving is easy,like navigating a birthday Cake when you're 8 The highway is ringing; m...
If you're looking for an apartment in a small town in a Mexican border state, and the landlord offers you cocaine and weed, and has 4 or 5 nice cars for sale, sitting in the driveway, and flashes a stack of American hundred-dollar bills, Does that me...
“I was perplexed as to what the usefulness of any of the arts might be, with the possible exception of interior decoration. The most positive notion I could come up with was what I call the canary-in-the-coal-mine theory of the arts. This theory argu...
Gómez Palacio. Just over the Durango state line from Torreón. What is apopleptic? Apoplepsy? Is that the word? They use dead bodies for the foundation of the highway. In order to ensure the ride is as insane as possible, they pour asphalt over...
I wrote "Farewell Song Sweet From My Trees" under the giant Redwood trees in Northern California, only a few weeks after sobering up. My last drunk night was a party in Clarkdale, Arizona, with a handful of people, including a girl I was seeing at t...
I was stuck for 10 years at my mother's house in Illinois. Not consecutively, but my cats were there for almost that entire time. I'd try to bring them with me to TX, or CO or anywhere, but nothing worked out and we always had to go back. I was...
