I'm so far away from home,...

let's sail away past the noise of the bay
let's sail away past the birth and death of the day
let's sail away to where the blues and greens swirl into gray

let's sail away past the cradle of these waves
let's sail away past the tide and its slow decay
let's sail away to where the water goes-some endless open space

take only what you need, and leave the rest behind
don't be afraid of where we'll go,
i promise you will be fine.

let's sail away past the reflections of the light
let's sail away floating weightless through the night
let's sail away like a photograph, fading to all white
it's finally all right

let's sail away disappearing in a mist
let's sail away with a whisper and a . . .

- Conor Oberst -

For Chesire Cat

Louis Wain paints really beautiful pictures of cats.
He was diagnosed as schizophrenic and put into Bedlam,
the insane asylum,where he continued to paint cats.
Cats that are more representative of his state of mind.

-Silet

When I behold how black, immortal ink
Drips from my deathless pen - ah, well-away!
Why should we stop at all for what I think?
There is enough in what I chance to say.

It is enough that we once came together;
What is the use of setting it to rime?
When it is autumn do we get spring weather,
Or gather may of harsh northwindish time?

It is enough that we once came together;
What if the wind have turned against the rain?
It is enough that we once came together;
Time has seen this, and will not turn again;

And who are we, who know that last intent,
To plague to-morrow with a testament!

Ezra Pound

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Farwell
(Hunter S. Thompson)
1937-2005