So i went to the Old Folks Home. Music Thursday again but i went because Ann, the Hospice Bath Lady was going to show me how she bathes Alz B . in the new drive through tub. I like her a lot. and she likes me. So it was going to be a good thing. But…her schedule changed and it was just Music Thursday. But WHAT a music Thurs it was. The ENERGY was HIGH and very fine and Alz. B. was wide eyed and smiling sometimes laughing and both her hands remembered how to clap and at one point she was putting her finger in her mouth and i said what are you DOING??? and she said ….."teeth"……and lo and behold, the two front bottom teeth were gone. Oh well, bye bye teeth and then Beth sang Bye Bye Blackbird and stuff was still all ok. It was a great and very Fine Music Thursday
Sometimes i want to just fade away from all this stuff i do. Alz. B., the Old Cowboy. I would rather, sometimes, to be totally poor. To have to count every single penny just for Freedom from that. But then…it's not how it is. I am for the duration, whatever that is. Which is also all tangled in with feeding Goats. So…i am left with just going. Breathing. and
being Breathed.
Being Breathed by some Entity that is so of Somewhere Else…today "she" looks like Hanuman, the Monkey God. Michelle will love this…but i'll fix it….she's not Hanuman, She is Her. She is a
THING
that i am liking to call to. I drive to here and there. I haul bedding straw and Goat minerals, i cook and feed myself. I hang around with this new dog and this old dog and every now and then, I call out: BREATHE ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and it's good. it's GOOD.
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