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Stuck on the Highway of Dreams: 2006-05-28
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Stuck on the Highway of Dreams. A cannon blast through the heart of all that is dead and decaying. Saturday, June 03, 2006. Sad news came to me today when I learned that Vince Welnick, the last in a (all too long) line of Grateful Dead keyboardists passed away yesterday. But to delve into new territory by covering such classic songs as the Beatles'. Lucy In the Sky With Diamonds. It's All Too Much. Tomorrow Never Knows Baba O'Reily. Both of which he sang lead on) and. Posted by A. Carlson at 7:53 PM.
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Stuck on the Highway of Dreams: 2006-06-04
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Stuck on the Highway of Dreams. A cannon blast through the heart of all that is dead and decaying. Wednesday, June 07, 2006. And on keyboards . . . Billy's gone- miss him, man, miss him. Posted by A. Carlson at 11:18 AM. Links to this post. View my complete profile. History is a nightmare from which I am trying to . A Monumental Night With Dark Star Orchestra. An Autumnal Soul in Reach of Summer. Wisconsin Recall Battle Royale. Origins of A Shattered Generation. From the Protests in Madison, WI.
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Stuck on the Highway of Dreams: 2006-07-30
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Stuck on the Highway of Dreams. A cannon blast through the heart of all that is dead and decaying. Saturday, August 05, 2006. The Day the Doors Went Unlocked. I remember the day. The doorways went unlocked. I peered into eternity's root. And saw the skeleton of the cosmos. Vast mandalas of darkness and light. Of fire and starlight. Green sails filled with life,. And I passed through. And followed the ecstatic rhythms. Of the drum migration. Filled my vision with. I looked with Adam's clear eyes and saw.
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Stuck on the Highway of Dreams: 2006-05-21
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Stuck on the Highway of Dreams. A cannon blast through the heart of all that is dead and decaying. Saturday, May 27, 2006. Weary and lost in the iron veins. Of the city's electric soul. Illuminated by a dark dream-. The poison of fear. Paints the night's coliseum. Of the reflection of eyes-. The hoof-beat of years. Rattles through the mind. The language of war scars the sky. The collision of dreams. Written in the soil's tears. The cries of 3,000. Entombed within the breath of history-. Links to this post.
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Stuck on the Highway of Dreams: 2006-05-07
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Stuck on the Highway of Dreams. A cannon blast through the heart of all that is dead and decaying. Friday, May 12, 2006. We are prisoners of commerce. Wrapt lovingly in arms. By the smokestack queen mother. Of our plastic desire-. Shooting our fluorescent dreams. We have forgotten the soft whisper of pines,. Forgotten the field's gentle sway-. Dancers beneath the stars. With minds unclouded by. The cancer of billboard dreams. Who was that person who first became discontented. Whose ears desired more than.
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Stuck on the Highway of Dreams: 2006-07-09
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Stuck on the Highway of Dreams. A cannon blast through the heart of all that is dead and decaying. Thursday, July 13, 2006. The world is held captive to the whims of madmen. Posted by A. Carlson at 10:50 AM. Links to this post. The Fruits of Ignorance. And what is the cause of all this goddamn death, this stinking mountain of stupidity? Never trust an Iraqi cabdriver with gold fever! He's burnt me for the last time! Posted by A. Carlson at 9:47 AM. Links to this post. Tuesday, July 11, 2006.
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Stuck on the Highway of Dreams: 2006-06-18
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Stuck on the Highway of Dreams. A cannon blast through the heart of all that is dead and decaying. Saturday, June 24, 2006. When I was a child. And we would go. Of stone and glass. And sit in a quiet. A Paradise as of yet. Of brow-sweat desperation,. To the calls of Heaven. By the hot-iron battles. Of innumerable factories,. The sun's soft touch. Or the feel of grass. We would pile back. Into the car for. The trip home,. And go and let. To the place of. And sky's blue-eternity,. What man can put a.
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Stuck on the Highway of Dreams: 2006-07-23
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Stuck on the Highway of Dreams. A cannon blast through the heart of all that is dead and decaying. Friday, July 28, 2006. There are times when the thunder of war silences all else, when all you can do is look dumbly on as news and footage of the carnage rolls in. How can you form any sort of rational response to such insanity? We have this insanity we have agreed to call reality. I am now very tempted to break the agreement. Whatever agreement I have to break to find True Reality, I will.
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Stuck on the Highway of Dreams: 2006-04-23
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Stuck on the Highway of Dreams. A cannon blast through the heart of all that is dead and decaying. Saturday, April 29, 2006. Poetry is the Music of Desperation. Posted by A. Carlson at 4:11 PM. Links to this post. When Winter's Scream is Silenced. All Along the Watchtower. Is a retelling of the Native American myth of the Windego. Posted by A. Carlson at 2:04 PM. Links to this post. Friday, April 28, 2006. Posted by A. Carlson at 8:46 PM. Links to this post. View my complete profile. An Autumnal Soul in ...
