There and back again

A New Moon and the Healing of Many Wounds

Peace

Bilbo

Get to work

awaiting tri-delta eastbound 380

Hillcrest and Lonetree

Antioch

4:15

Just off muni westbound 21

JFK and Hagiwara Teagarden

San Francisco

7:10

xoxo

The Knight of Pentacles

What's wrong with this picture?

Dearly Belaboured,

It has occurred to me that I'm spending most of nine hours

five days of seven (more or less)

these past twenty years

in the middle of

freakin' Golden Gate Park...

in a windowless concrete bunker...

What gives with that, anyway?

Ever your servant,

Purple XXXXX

Post Script:

Kindly eat this photo when you are done lookin' at it

so I don't get in trouble showing you all

this restricted super secret top security corner

of the M. H. deYoung Memorial Bat Cave.

The secretary will disavow any knowledge of my actions.

Number 6

The Page of Coins

You, yourself, as much as anybody in the entire universe, deserve your love and affection.

Buddha

Things are looking up

Four of Cups

The Lord of Luxury

Stop, look and listen

Gemini Moon

Three of Cups

The Lord of Abundance

The taming power of the small

There will be progress and success.

We see dense clouds,

but no rain coming from our borders in the west.

Hexagram 9

I Ching

and the elusive foam of speech the dots on the letters

My heart exceeding
my need, hesitant between two doors:
entry a joke, and exit
a labyrinth. Where is my shadow—my guide amid
the crowdedness on the road to judgment day?  

from the poem

A Noun Sentence

by Mahmoud Darwish

Fady Joudah, translator  

Knight of Swords and Two of Wands

Peace

Sunrise at the Legion

One Love

The King of Cups

He was certain he'd spotted another nut..

Big Break

Lunatic

Well, the Book of Leviticus and Deuteronomy,
The law of the jungle and the sea are your only teachers.
In the smoke of the twilight on a milk-white steed,
Michelangelo indeed could've carved out your features.
Resting in the fields, far from the turbulent space,
Half asleep near the stars with a small dog licking your face.

Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune,
Bird fly high by the light of the moon,
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman.

Bob Dylan

Wishing you a fair wind and flocks of nightingales,

Bobby

xoxo

Back round moonset this morning

Your everlasting summer,
 you can see it fadin' fast
So you grab a piece of somethin'
 that you think is gonna last
Well, you wouldn't
 even know a diamond
  if you held it
    in your hand
The things you think are precious
 I can't understand

Are you reelin' in the years,
  stowin' away the time
    Are you gatherin' up the tears,
      have you had enough of mine

Becker and Fagen

Thursday's weather hindcast west of the Golden Gate

Yours in pettifoggery,

Robert

Wotan's day