Marching In...On...

Yo pims,

What up?

K, so,

Dropping some lines in the midst of a busy day with the shadows seeking a light to be revealed in and the light itself, jealous of their darkening dance.

No secrets to reveal in a stateless state of mind, seeking solace amidst the cluttered, slutty scraps of life-livedness in the center of my home and heart.

How much more? Less?

Is one's life something to be valued at all or simply something to BE?

I am always turned off by such passive notions of practical living, but there is something there if not all there - there...

I enjoyed watching the Saints play last night. Textbook football: hard hitting, vigilant, desirous of a true victory. The locale didn't hurt...



Be humble in your sleepy hands on this world.
Be a killer in Heaven.

Love, Joe Nolan