The Free Radical

You were expecting Zappa… Ha! Fooled ya.

(Drowned by Pete Townsend 1979 live at The Secret Policeman’s Ball)

Someone needs to invent a camera capable of taking pictures of the unbidden scenes that occasionally drop into my mind. I keep getting the image of a cracked dam… and a boy apparently trying to plug the leaks with his finger(s). The boy isn’t Dutch though; he’s black– or kinda mocha– with big ears, and it’s not clear whether he’s actually trying to plug the leaks or just pretending. I hope he’s a good swimmer ’cause that sucker’s gonna burst!

Our valley is filled with smoke. We’re surrounded. There are major fires burning all around us… although none of them is very close. It doesn’t matter which way the wind blows; every direction offers more smoke.

We could use some rain.

I don’t know who this guy is, but he definitely vied for my attention. Although on the smallish side, he flew like a raptor with long glides, but his perfectly straight beak denies that identity.

Regardless, his message is about Grace. If you listen closely to the words of the song above, you will gain insight into Grace. Pete had it right.

At the “mystery bird’s” suggestion, I will finish today with a little poem:

I Am Water

I am water,
and you are a leaky bucket.
It is inevitable
that I will escape
your efforts to contain me…
For you do not understand
my nature.
There is no striving
For me to be relentless
or tenacious;
I am water.
Your only recourse
has been to deny
that I am water…
Deprive me of self-knowledge.
You sought to sustain
Perpetual winter.
As ice,
My fluid nature lay forgotten…
As you also forgot
that you are a leaky bucket!
Even glaciers know
that the thaw is inevitable.
You cannot withhold from me
my true nature;
You cannot grasp
what you don’t understand.
I am water…
And you have no idea
what I am talking about.