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A Dedication to Erika’s Journey:
Been some time now. Things have changed but I’m still on top of my game. I’m not dead because no devil would want me and the gods may think I still need some more learning. Fine. Slowly I rekindled my love for the blues. Hard to feel anything without the blues, you know. True love is a string moaning under a fingertip. Where in the five hundred chunks of Amerika are you now?
I’m pretty indifferent to it now. I’ve seen it all, and I know how to test myself. The ultimate test is the vicious dog walking down the street right now. I can walk up to him and his eyes would tell me that he likes me, even if he instinctively chomps a piece out of me, he still likes me. You worry about the high double-mattress bed, the red carpet, the television hooked to the wall with a modern day tribesman’s nose ring, the sun’s rays illuminating the view through the open screen door, the table with the lamp and the notepad, the equalized bathroom shot, the wallpaper giving off the marble impression, the way the water is rerouted to jive hot and cold through the pipes.… Read the rest