Art James

Art James
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October 22
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lazy elder now.
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farmer
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I don't know? We are what we eat. Teachers of wisdom teach the diversity of food plants have sustained humankind since we moved from the tooth and claw of the hunter-gatherer to the sooth and law of agriculture. This is the basis of all human life. We are what we eat. This is my 60th birthday party. The cut/paste photo cropped my mop of hair. I look like I had a thimble of honey wine? This is okay for a first try ... test.

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JULY 10, 2012 12:48PM

STATHI STATHI Sky - Open call. War and Peace.

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Winnebago Creation Myth - Peace Pipe Puffs.

Morning Star. Water Spirits. Celestial. Earthen.

`

Carlos Castenada's was taught by Medicine Men.

A Old Indian said to him:

"A man goes to knowledge as he goes to the war,

wide awake, with fear, with respect, and with the

Absolute Assurance. Going to knowledge or War

in any other manner is a mistake, and Whoever

makes it will regret his steps." ( This was 1990)

`

I was a Guest of he Peoples Committee. Hanoi.

I participated rebuilding a bombed Health Clinic.

The U.S. State Department approved of our Plans.

To see Vietnamese Peasantry in Peace was Essential.

`

This morning I picked up a old book by `Bao Ninh. 

He survived US bombing of rural and Hanoi City.

Bao Ninh was the:

"Winer of The Independent Foreign Fiction Award.

`

Book Title: The Sorrow of War.

`

I read that he heard the howls.

He experienced deadly silence.

Rain, monotony, sporadic  fire,

napalm, B- 52's, bloated corpse,

and saw through`The Paris Peace.

Remember those `Peace Accords.

Kissinger etc., bombed civilians.

`

This is legal homegrown tobacco. 

The government banned substance.

There was a Plant called`Rosa Canina.

The Flower is Intoxicating. Dreamlike.

Only a few Puffs and a Wisp of Smoke:

One felt as `Floating in a `Gentle Wind. 

Soldiers sliced root, flower, and leaves.

The Pungent Flower Blooms near creek.

Fish nibble on 'Rosa Canina' plants too.

I read the Fish Flesh Intoxicates Eaters. 

When John Phillip Baca (Nixon) received?

The Congressional Medal of Honor? Gads.

Henry Kissinger was chomping on T- bone.

I recall vividly. Kissinger ignored us. huh?

He didn't know a military escort was coming.

After The White House Ceremony we ate.

I can remember how sad I was. Indigestion?

I was grieving and suffered `Survival Guilt.

`

There's much happening here. I be back?

I hope so. I recall how fancy the eatery.

I walked right passed Kissingers table. 

Next time? I may burp. I belch`Cuss.

These ill/ilk look down. They `Kill.

Never Forget. O, 3.2- million`Die.

They think they no smell Putrid?

They stink to the Highest Places.

`

Hanoi soldiers - disgust of politics:

`

   " . . . suffering in life, pain and death,

the common fate of us soldiers etc.,

We pray sacred souls will bless us, 

that we may overcome enemy fire,

and avenge our lost comrades . . .  "

`

That was Bao Ninh's whisper  . . .

`

In my Imagination? I ponder . . .

Maybe this is Bao Ninh or who?

Bao Ninh was there in the jungle.

He Survived 1969 - 1972 Bombing.

I recall a quote in 1972 after Bombing.

`

The Wall Street Journal - Cover Page.

The question was: What is the Lesson?

Kissinger said: We should have Bombed?

He sure did. He wanted to bomb Heavily.

He said:

He ( H.K .) wished we bombed Hanoi earlier.

`

This (somehow?) is in response to Inspirations.

We go Looking off into the Sky. No illegals? huh.

`

 

 

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War is crazy. So many people who have power are crazy - poisonous. Thank goodness for your goodness, Art, even if you become sick with the craziness in the world because you have the goodness to feel the sickness. You remind me of my own goodness. Like looking at the sky. Remembering the true warrior way.
I no saw my post. I blind as a editor?

Kerry read ` Hippo Eats Hippie.
He reads and eats at the `Palms.
Maybe editor get Skull Tattoo.
He review 'Wild West' & Burp.
He stick bowling Balls & Pins?
Maybe he stuff down britches.
Art, ρeace needs no war to be, I think, and the 3,2 million dead are a living evidence of the madness ρoliticians had and have. Your first image, stole my eyes, and all of them traveled me into this ρrayer of having ρeace. Sky seems always so serene, good, kind, beautiful, as though life is simρle, by just being simρle. Your writing is very intense and meaningful. So many, many, many thank you!!
fire sky
orange soda tears
politicians pondered war
soldiers suffered war

~Remember, the storm is a good opportunity for the pine and the cypress to show their strength and their stability.
~Ho Chi Minh

your strength shows
Thanks. I returned to shut the gizmo off.

Yes. Inner strife and Lies Leads to Death.

The 21- st century 'ought' to Examine Self.

What? Greedy Ruin the whole World Yes.

Their ( hamartia ) inner life is Dead Ghost.
Fools. Why Condescend? Who Lost Soul.
After seven months in a jungle I returned.
`
War Grunt called Murderous `Waling Dead.
Let them assume they are so cool? Perdition.
Maybe America (global economy) Crumbles.
`
In Times Of The Breaking Of Nations. T. Hardy.
These latest CEO's are fooling just the `FOOLS.
No beast fouls their nest. Greedy-Hubris. Sick.
They don't even care for Self. Grandchildren etc.,
`
I just popping-off from my interior. Same griefs.
It's always been same-same FOOLS. Beware. Yes.
Thanks.
Later.
Bless.
"Never Forget. O, 3.2- million`Die."... Most Americans never heard of that number... that's what we keep missing in the equation.
i am glad u are in contact with Mz. Afrodite.STAHI, i dunno
what that means. whatever it is , she is twice.
her english builds up mine own.
such as this:
"the 3,2 million dead are a living evidence of the madness ρoliticians had and have. "

the dead/living, etc.
also how u stole her eyes, ay!
~

i get up early and go lie in the shade.
women drive me crazy, i gotta meditate.
i found the secret: give over to the INVOLUNTARY-NESS
of the body. Listen to it. if it wants to stretch, yr leg? stretch it.
but keep yr head in yer flesh. massage the kinks out.
yourself. no need to pay 60 bucks for a masseur.


kissinger is still alive? i dont see him on my tv.
thus: he lives not for me.
Your photography is so beautiful, Art, and your words...they conjure up a whole legion of ghosts, so that we can hear them. I read something interesting, an article in this month's National Geographic called Vanishing Voices. It said in the Tuvan language, the past is considered in front of us, because we can see it, and the future is behind us. So they might say, "I'm looking forward, to the day before yesterday." Some things in the past are so clearly in front of us, I wonder why we keep making the same mistakes over and over. Thank you so much for posting your words, and your peaceful photos!
[r] moving, art. thanks. kissinger chomping on the t-bone says so much. survivor's guilt is a serious malady with many of us, not just vets. best, libby
Beautiful photos, Art.
Love your photos, Art, especially the bong party - so peaceful. Yeah, war does suck, but I think in most cases only the old folks can appreciate just how much.
Art, every time I read I am more enriched. Your words evoke so much emotion, and this post is so extremely sad. The beautiful pictures could be a morning in Hanoi, yes? Even right after the bombs dropped, the sun still came up, time kept moving forward, even though someone's world was shattered. I wish we could make the memories better for you.
Art, what a great post. You should have spit in Kissinger's face. Of course, you would just be getting out of jail about now. Great photos Art~
Hardly words yet, Art ... but here ...
War is such horror writ large.
"Only the dead have seen the end of war."-Plato
Rated.
how did you get a 17 rating w/ but 16 comments?
you are a weird enigma, that is for sure.


i say, even it out. here is 17.so yer rating matches yer comments.
i dunno why that could be important except for a silly headed
person, but i dont know any of them . yet. i know where
they hang out, though. it is in those elysian fields.
they lounge around semi nude all day,
and i think fernsey is one of them
tho i dunno.

anyway. happy 17th comment.
remember what the poet sang:

"there's a lion in the room
there's a demon escaped
theres a million dreams gone
there's a landscape bein raped
as she turns back
the page
as she turns back the clock
on a book
nobody can write..
oh where are you tonight?"

(dylan, 1978, 'journey through dark heat', which ends with
'i cant believe it
i cant believe i'm alive
but
w/o you it doesnt seem right..
o where are u tonite?"
May you always be floating on a gentle wind. Beautiful photos. ..
Scarlet Sumac etcetera. I keep waking in the morning and I think I am still in Nova Scotia.
The breeze sounds:
`
Harbors waters ripples
I miss the dazzling sea.
We'll meet there? Ay.

You bring Uncle Jake.
No bring editor Jake?
He mute as Lobster.
`
I hope we no too confused.
In Fall Scarlet Blooms Red.
I gotta go talk farm matters.

Thanks for Comments.
I read them slow. Pause.
I wish You Best Breezes.
i am sure you would rather end a post with the great and good
scarlett lending feminine grace, but alas you got me. ha.
as for this business of the kissinger thing
i saw him still alive
in a gossip site,,and
i grieved.
that he still sucked air.