Kook ~ Sunday, March 22, 2026
Not unlike a character in a book of fiction, a novel, set in our day time appears as a river, as a stream unlike other people, I am a kook needlessly suffering, unlike others liquor and pills lessen the pain, they say in this world of illusion, not to dream kills the meaning of life, what can I do everyone appears otherwise, brothers a donkey brays, prophets write, asinine character makes the man, old-fashioned thoughts hold tightly to the purse strings, catch a line a train south from Evanston, stop on dots relay to catch and release, grasp the clew a ball of thread in gold, beyond value cretin myths, for her, he kills a monster the sister, a princess in a kingdom each man is a hero, or not, a clue reminiscent of our humanity in a word, delusion, what cannot stir noodles in a stock pot, for what will come a prophesy, an ancient world, spoken book a flight to visit what I pity obsolete, meaningless jargon, words lost on inhumanity, how the clouds plead kook, wa...