14.8.19


his daughterlittle knucklehead told him that 432 Hz (Hertz – frequency – electromagnetic waves) was her frequency the frequency that made her feel her best OhChrist Dont ask

Have you thought about yours, Dad?

My frequency

Lemme listen to yours

You bet!

he listened

he felt the musicthe frequency wash acrossthrough him asif he were some gorgeous fabric  sieve  pulled taut across an unimagined portal an access egress exit  a thing in-betweenWha  Consciousnesses    Dimensions 
it was similar to acidtrips hed taken
                                      trips without destinationswithout impediments  
without gate agents conductors extremities 
without skin
            without  mortal boundaries 
he listened


Yaknow babe This reminds me of MinnesotaThursday nights Music to Disappear Into

Yes. I think so, I remember you telling me.

Ive told you many times

Yes, you have, though it’s nice you’re acknowledging this for me.

You dont need me to acknowledge anything for you baby 

No. Maybe acknowledging, acknowledgment, is the wrong word. I sense that I feel what you felt then, when you were listening to the broadcasts.

Ohgoodness Definitely I dig ambient music But how couldnt I  Music is the universal languageChrist I wouldnt be surprised it didnt communicate with things we believe are inanimate plants rocks With animals  I believe music has its own vocabularythat it can transcend any brook or barrier   

I feel I could share this with the sperm whale vertebra disk ribs I have in the livingroom


Yes. It’s wonderful, isn’t it?

It is I feel marvelous

It makes me feel marvelous.

An you need thatyou need to feel marvelous You need to feel that you lord over your domain 

I try to recognise that I can control what I can; though there’s much out of my control, and what that is I have to accept, have the courage to accept it 
                               I think you understand.

Reluctantly  I do

But Im a confrontational cuss
A confrontational old cuss.

Hey  Are you trying to get the last word in

Dad. 

I think you’ll always get the last word in.

Because you don’t know how to shaddup; nor would you.

Thats not a terrible thing baby

No.

It’s not.

Any adversary you confront will have their hands full.
As with you

Yes.

As with me.

But then I’m your daughter, and you’ve spared no time or effort informing the woman I’ve become.

We spared nothingyour mother and I

Yes.

But Mom didn’t hold a candle to your . apoplectic . . nature, shall I say. I can remember her trying to rein you in, and you’d spit out the bit, twist out of your reins and harness, throw cautions to the wind.
I’ve always admired that about you.

I can’t, not like you can, but I love, adore, that you can.


Thank you for saying so


You’re welcome.

I don’t need to say this: but don’t ever change.

he smiled I couldnt if I wanted to  Im set in stone


I love you deeply baby

I love you.



You going to find your frequency, Dad?

Yah I donwanna cop yours Ill letcha know when I find it

I’m anxious to hear.


0948,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  14  8. 19