What An Errand Knave

narrative to a lacking

errantknave — Sat, 16 Apr 2011 16:58:53 +0000

I read a story that disturbed me, of a girl in Normandy over half a century ago, who was found standing in her bare feet at

the lapping of the sea; and sang a song which ended every verse with “O’ Lord let something remain.” With a lifted head,

facing the reaching waters. It doesn’t matter. I also woke this morning with a hate of beetles scrambling in my chest,

infesting what is left of my betweens. Embodying new measurements, and to the drumming of the train; true in my

hesitation and easy ability to be distracted, I could feel hate flocking in to raid my open spaces. Surprised I had open spaces,

left.

O dear god, i forgot what i was saying. It’s because this is public, so I call whomever “love”, and am deeply sorry for the

futile lack of him I ever had. Or maybe I shouldn’t apologize. I told the truth. I believe the mind is no great thing. I believe

the mind doesn’t know. I believe they will come to the conclusion that these cruel riddles are only fair. No matter if my new

place is no place at all. The riddle makes a room. In it you did not lift a finger, you did not hit back or even swing to try to

reach/ what happened. I should blind you for this Why is everyone so in love with the grass? It is winter now

and if you are not afraid

Colonel Bleep

errantknave — Sat, 31 Jan 2009 16:22:18 +0000

Happy King Day

errantknave — Mon, 19 Jan 2009 06:41:58 +0000

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/programmes/world_news_america/7838851.stm

He was assasinated 40 years ago. That was the year I was born. 1968. I’ll be 41 this year. Happy King Day.
Check out this old BBC newsreel of an interview with Dr. Martin Luther King as he responds to a question about when he predicts the first “negro” president will be elected. Click on the link above. It’s a World News video I couldn’t post here…sorry.

Here we go!!

Ahh nEWyear

errantknave — Tue, 06 Jan 2009 22:47:16 +0000

AQUARIUS (Jan. 20-Feb. 18): While loitering on a sidewalk outside a
nightclub in San Francisco on a September night back in 1994, I found the
cover of a booklet lying in the gutter. Written by Marilena Silbey and Paul
Ramana Das, it was called “How To Survive Passionate Intimacy with a
Dreamy Partner While Making a Fortune on the Path to Enlightenment.”
Unfortunately, the rest of the text was missing. Over the years, I’ve tried
to hunt down a copy of the whole thing, hungry for its wisdom, but have
never had any success. I’m hoping that maybe you will consider writing
your own version of the subject in the coming year, Aquarius. With the
luck I expect you to have, you might actually be up to the task.

For fellow reading addicts goodbye bye 2008

errantknave — Mon, 29 Dec 2008 02:10:30 +0000