I’ve been having some unexplainable physical issues — rather I’m sure they’re explainable but often my recovering hypochondriac mind is far worse than the ‘reality’
I don’t trust capitalism’s Doctors — any more than one should trust any other authoritarian-driven enterprise — not to say there aren’t any good GPs out there — rather out of necessity — even some of the good ones have had to change in order to practice according to a mechanical story
It seems — from within the threads of my own lived narrative — cemeteries are the only place with perpetual care
Maybe — because we tell better fairy tales in them? & How did I not know about Dallas Acid?
Where today’s encounter failed to make me feel better these late-night arrivals from my daughter’s freshman work — made me feel infinitely better
As she goes forward living her stories ever deeper — ever better
Ha! The Dallas Acid folk are currently living in Taos.