by Tom H. Brooks 3
IT`S NOT HOW YOU STAND BY YOUR BOMBS,
IT`S HOW YOU DROP YOUR BOMBS…YOU BETTER LEARN THAT…
How well do we ever really KNOW anybody?
answer: NOT THAT WELL
There is a part of all of us:
even to ourselves–
so how can we expect others to comprehend?
There is nothing like being ME.
As I sit here peacefully, alone above the sea, I am forced to wonder what evil
plots are being hatched at this moment around the globe. What evil men who
live in darkness are planning death and destruction for other humans under the
guise of religion, politics, tribal or ethnic differences? Is there no end? Do we
ever learn? The cry of a lone raven is my only answer.
And the raven says LISTEN
And the raven says LEARN
And the raven says LIVE
And the raven says FLY
Somewhere is out there, waiting for me to fight my way through everything in order
to get there and know that everything here is behind us and everything there is
present and future and that there is nowhere like the somewhere we dream of
when we are in a place we really don`t want to be but have to be because that is
the nature of things and who are we to change it? So we just do our best to flow
with the river that comes from somewhere and goes over there to the other place,
wherever the hell that is….
I walked through a big group of children spread across the beach outside Cabrillo
Museum and there was one little blonde boy alone, lying off to the side in the cool
grass under the shade of a tree, gazing up at the sky…..and for a moment, I realized
that it was ME, once upon a time and many years ago…
“Did you have a good world when you died?
Enough to base a movie on?”
I am just so happy to be wandering alone on a sunny day at this moment that I have
to stop in a bright springtime glade amidst the trees and flowers and just sit,
smiling like an idiot.
“The highest wisdom is to have no fear.”
“The ultimate value of our lives is decided not by how we win but by how we lose.”
African Sleeping Sickness;
I`ve had 3 13-hour sleeps in a row.
I just can`t seem to find anything I like better than sleeping in my nice, cozy bed…
“A man can make a penny being a writer, but if he wants to be a millionaire,
he can START A RELIGION.”
L. Ron Hubbard (Scientology)…..yeah, we can trust THESE guys.
Everything Tom Cruise says is true.
“I establish clauses indefinitely sad.”
“I am sure that no law made by man is sacred before the impulse of passion.
There is no law before impulse.”
Art at the end of days….
“Those who restrain desire do so because
theirs is weak enough to be restrained.”
“The Messiah will only come when He is no longer needed.”
“The killing of one human being is the equivalent of killing all of humanity.”
IN YOUR FACE, FANATICS!
Message in a bottle that I threw in the sea….
SOMEBODY HELP ME…
I`M STILL A FUCKING IDIOT.
Taking notice and pleasure in the smallest details; every rock by the seashore,
every piece of driftwood, carved and smoothed by the millennia….
The music of the ocean
sings to me alone
it`s there for everybody
It`s not the ocean`s fault
that nobody`s listening
So I sit here alone
watching the world
I see the meaning
in sunlit seaspray
I see worlds
in every plant
borne of the earth
and the heavens
in unfathomable mystery,
lost on the wind…
it doesn`t matter…
swallow your insanity like morning vitamins…
there is nothing like facing your day with only
craziness on your mind. It is liberating. My
medicine is humor and chaos. Embrace the
joke. There is so much to see and do and so
little time. This is the truth. My attention span
is minimal. There is only more, MORE, MORE…
And then, there is tomorrow…
“Today was a good day,
didn`t even have to use my AK….”
I came back from a Chinatown excursion and when I got back to
Hollywood and Vine, who do I see? Tim Curry of “Rocky Horror
HA! “I`m just a sweet transvestite…”
Yucca Estates…I`m just waiting for these monkeys
to sedate themselves enough so I can get some sleep!
“DAMN THOSE DIRTY APES!!”
“ethnic cleansing” is the STUPIDEST of human terms…
“Run With the Hunted”
“There is far too great a disproportion between what one is and what others think one is,
or at least what they say they think one is. But one has to take it all with good humor.”
Irrational anger is funny.
“One should not be driven along by a momentum other than one`s own;
One should create, and not be created.”
The winds of war are blowing strong….
Funny that Bush should pick a drunken holiday such as St. Patrick`s Day to declare
war on Iraq. You know what I mean; when everyone`s drunk, no one is paying attention….
We can all wake up tomorrow and say,” What?! We`re in ANOTHER war?!”
POPE MOVES INTO A BOMB SHELTER
“You`ll see it when you believe it.”
“Just because you ARE a character, doesn`t mean you HAVE character.”
The day the USA drops thousands of bombs on Iraq yet NO ONE wanted it. It was the
only topic of conversation all day and we could watch Baghdad burning on TV like a
goddamned video game.
“BEAM ME UP SCOTTY,
THERE`S NO INTELLIGENT LIFE HERE”
It`s better to regret what you HAVE done
than what you HAVEN`T done…
OR IS IT?
“I`ve found it easier in life to ask for forgiveness rather than permission.”
“I`M IN YOUR FACE”
Yes, I like happy ending…
“And so it is written; as long as man hopes,
he will go on turning out hopeful finales…”
“Whom the gods destroy, they first make mad.”
“The price of freedom is eternal vigilance.”
The price of freedom is to be the one to drop the bombs FIRST.
“The sole cause of man`s unhappiness is that he does not know
how to stay quietly in his room.”
All I wanted to do was go home…
The streets were CHAOS today, with the Academy Awards and another HUGE protest. I got
thrown against a wall and searched by at least 10 bike cops and riot police and all I was trying
to do was cross the street to get back to my apartment. I didn`t even GO to the fucking protest,
I told them but, of course, they were a bunch of assholes all jacked up on donuts and coffee
and power. I told them I was working and my house is up the street that you guys have blocked
off for some reason! I finally got away from the pigs, got home; the phone was broken, the house
stinks and is full of roaches. My goddamned dopey roommate has all the windows closed even
though it is 80 degrees outside and even hotter inside. Shit. Today sucked. I smoke a bowl
and crack a beer (the sound of angels falling from heaven) and flip on the TV to watch some
of this war that is presented as if it is a football game where only one team is scoring all the
points. They even have fancy logos and shit! I`m just trying to cope. I`m just trying to get
a little slice of the pie, or something good for myself, while there`s still time. I weep for us all.
Lately, every day that I`m off work, the weather has been shitty. When I go to work, it is
beautiful. I am turning into a nihilist. We are all stupid and I don`t care if we all blow ourselves
up. It would be nothing less than we deserve for letting it all come to this. Stupid fucking
war-monkeys. See you in hell.
“How do you keep in idiot in suspense?”
I`ll tell you tomorrow…
So, I was walking downtown when I passed an armored truck. The guy came out of the bank
with so much cash that he had a dolly cart to move it all. He was flanked by two bulletproof-jacketed,
gun-bearing drones with beady roving eyes. I had a rolled-up newspaper, possibly containing a weapon
and I guess I looked suspicious because those guys were watching me like hawks. I really thought
they were gonna shoot me for a minute. I feel like this has happened before, like maybe this is the
second time this has happened to me……I gotta stay away from armored trucks….
The reason I point out the following sad story is to show how incredibly insane IRONY permeates
our lives (and deaths) at every turn….
A 1st time novelist named Amanda Davis was on her way to a bookstore to promote her first book
when, tragically, her plane crashed. Sadly, she was killed.
The name of her book? “Wonder When You`ll Miss Me”
You see, you just never know…
“There ain`t no life nowhere…”
Windchimes in the night….
“He had come to a place that had no memories, nothing…
The noontide sun of summer flowed over the still garden.”
The last line of “Decay of the Angel” after which he immediately committed ritual suicide, seppuku.
“Dreams often combine the highest level of symbols and the most vulgar of thoughts.”
SAMSARA…..the continuous cycle of life…
I`m always bitching about wanting to be somewhere else and I`m sure I give the impression that
I hate Los Angeles, but surely, this is not true. It is a love/hate relationship that I have with my
hometown, one that cannot be easily explained to a non-native. There are many things here that
irritate the hell out of me but, on the other hand, there are MANY things to love as well. It is a hell
of a fascinating place, that`s for sure. As I sit here on my Hollywood rooftop, Sunday at dusk,
I find many reasons to love it—a purple and indigo sky, crickets, signs lighting up like OJAI,
FONTENOY, KNICKERBOCKER, MONTECITO, and ALTO NIDO. There is the hum of the city,
the endless white noise that surrounds me, a soft Santa Ana wind, the hissing music of the
101 freeway, and the neon white cross silhouetted up on the mountain against a yellowish-white
band of illumination in the sky….
Yes, LA still has some soul hidden beneath its plastic exterior appearance; you just have to know
where to look…
“I wish God was alive to see this…”
When Nostradomus predicted WW3, he didn`t predict we`d be able to watch it all on television….
There is this one guy who asks me for a cigarette every fucking morning and everyday I say NO,
because I don`t have any. I mean, how stupid is this guy?! Does he not know that he does this
everyday? You better recognize, son… If I ever have a pack, I`ll give him the whole thing just to
shut him up, but I`m afraid that would only hold him off for ONE DAY. OPEN YOUR FUCKING EYES, MAN!!
“Man is merely the caretaker of the land that maintains his life and nourishes his soul.
Therefore, the aina is sacred. The church of life is not in a building, it is the open sky,
the surrounding ocean, the beautiful soil.”
you can ride as fast as you want
but you`re still going nowhere,
you can look into the sun
but you`re still fucking blind,
you can listen to all the music in the world
but you`re not really hearing it,
you can walk as far as you can
but it won`t help you with your plan,
you can dream a million dreams
when you`re sleeping in sunbeams,
Just a moment of clarity coming to me
on a summer breeze….and then it`s gone….
HAPPY GARDEN VERY NICE
NO FLASH PHOTOGRAPHY, PLEASE
IF I COULD FIGURE OUT WHAT IT WAS I WAS LOOKING FOR,
I WOULD PROBABLY BE FINDING IT ANY MINUTE NOW……
“Lord, what FOOLS these mortals be.”
“A Midsummer Night`s Dream”
BATS IN HOLLYWOOD
“Show me a hero and I will write you a tragedy.”
“We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.”
I`m 33 years old, going on 34, and it finally happened….I still have a fairly flat stomach,
the faint remnants of what used to be a washboard or six pack stomach. However, I
finally have just enough beer fat to cause a few white lines in the tan from sitting in a
chair in the sun. FUCK. So here is where it all begins. It`s all downhill from here on out.
I`ll call it….middle age, yes, that`s it. I had better get a membership at a gym, start
drinking Diet Coke and nonfat lattes and running 3 miles a day and…………..NO…
Well, now that I have finished babbling to myself for today,
I suppose it is time for me to go watch television until my eyes bleed….
I suggest you do the same……