February 2010
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Book Three
BOOK THREE WHITE BUFFALO: “There goes another refugee.” [I don’t even remember who this love poem is about] You all taught me to not think. Playing liar’s poker. We’re all soaked in radiation. Felito and his date got wiped out in a bike wreck, and I knew it was all over. Snow in June. Ashes in the fireplace blow over anybody, the dead are buried and the wounded move...
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4-1/3 [Abridged/redacted]
> I consulted with the Tarahumara I visited with the Cubano Tribal or ideological, we Surfed the tube, in a shared text in the guts of America, not friends exactly, but Wayfarers, A rug dealer, a white man smoking brown cigarettes, weeps over my paintings on a Thursday with a whiskey back, another snapshot Alberto: I’d rather be single, than married to a professional whore [“I make...
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> In order to close out the text, a dimensional move is required, bringing the back to front… Folding time, upon a moment of grief of loss, the death of a creative action, THE creative action, not THE Magazine LA, which is dead, not Art LA, which is postponed, not a meet with Juan Devis, not Durga Devi, who will never meet a fate periodical or be put off, this Revolution was never...
January 2010
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> THE ESSAY ON THE REAGAN ADMINISTRATION by Pablo Bruto III [Traverse] > SCENE: There’s a dead dog in a tipi of stones killed by a truck on the frontage road. The flies, ants, and other critters take over now. They make a buzz. The rot is awful in the early summer heat. The carcass looked peaceful enough, at the start of the process. In my grief, I get this puppy corpse mixed up with...
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> COMMENTARY: : I remember now. The lunch with Red Ted occurred before the trek up Monte Luna/Sol and the encounter with the black bear. Ted offered asylum from the person and event that I was evading [detail omitted]. What is clear is abortion is clearly a factor, and cause + effect a dynamic. Certainly psychological response is pertinent. Theology cannot be excluded. On the timeline the...
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> THE SEVEN SYMBOLS by Pablo Bruto III
“There’s about a Communist behind every woodpile.” - Terrible Ted
[The recounting of the author’s encounter with a black bear on Monte Luna and Monte Sol in Santa Fe, New Mexico, mostly from notes in a quasi-poetic forma, recorded not long after the event, and which, in the digital present, may raise some questions as to the...
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II
We exist and don’t exist all at once.
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“To be, or not to be: that is the question:
Whether ‘tis nobler in the...”
– William Shakespeare - (from Hamlet 3/1)
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> Many years later, to summarize, I accompanied a friend to the end of the Red Road. Returning to this world meant confronting waste, ugliness, neglect, evil, in all its manifestations - well not, all, but enough - talk about nausea, as fleas feast on your lower legs, pesticides of no consequence, unbearable heat, broke, living on brisket and walking, walking - as the hosts looked elsewhere,...
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> Doktor Speedkills has a birthday, but it unfolds like the crash scene in *Le Mans* Oaxacan Mescal is the fuel that burn the hours > the driver barely escapes in slow-mo .. It’s the impact that severs the disconnect from the connection What every addict craves - a mashup of the paired existences the unavoidable junction of inside to outside White Butterfly [concussion] Andy had lent...
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> …Which raises the issue of sand paintings as in the one the Tibetans manifested in Nashville at Watkins or the strange hybrid objects in the curio shops of the Southwest [the one in Tennessee likely saved me and Shane just as we turned to leave on the 40 for Santa Fe on to Eureka in Dad’s Olds with the dead U-joints & brakes a death trap on wheels that pulled 4 feet to the...
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Paintings can function in the dreaming the same as here, which I learned the first time out of the skin. Gypsy Alley wasn’t always a gallery niche. Not that it always was anything - nothing is. Blonde, or sandy brown hair, a Santa Fe girl. Her apartment was downstairs, and she drove a VW bug. Lots of plants, and exotic collectibles placed carefully. I was stupid, took my shirt off on the...
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“Don’t be a hero for a 25 cent hamburger when all you have is twenty cents.” I’m dating myself. Have you ever wondered Whether the tales your teachers told you were true? Did you never notice that the history fades? The story has three dots on either side? Does your memory reach for an answer no man owns nor can he ever possess it despite what he wishes with all his might...
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Written on a bar napkin that Rudy gave me: “All heroes become bores at last.” - Emerson What’s a native look like? I was raised on Westerns, the Duke, Winchester, The names of football teams, like most Americans. In college, Jim Morrison painted an alt.portrait, and herbs varnished the [native mutable] still life - New Mexico drew all in three-point perspective, pushing at...
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> Rudy died of cancer. He came into the bar and we spoke about the doctor’s appointment, When his fate was revealed to him. His former girlfriend was there with him. Rudy turned to her and said, “I had a good run.” At 51, he said he would live to be a hundred, “Just to piss ‘em off.” It didn’t work out that way. I thought he knew everything knowable....
December 2009
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The dead feed the dirt Their souls flutter above us The natural song pleases the ear, the cries of the mourners, the weeping The widow is pleading. Who are these orphans? Who are these people? White Buffalo is dead. One man observes the sight unseen/his mask himself perfect and complete No one can see this. & I won’t tell you how you will die. Dying is not drama. The catheter is not a...
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“CODA
O My Songs
Why do you look so eagerly and so curiously into...”
– Ezra Pound