the grand old mr duke, 
he ripped off a thousand men, 
he marched on over the top of a hill, 
and was never seen again. 

those men they do a chase him, 
and not just for the sport,
let me tell you what we'll do to him, 
just as soon as he is caught. 

cut him and,
skin him and,
burn him and,
hang him and,
cook him and,
eat him and,
piss him and,
shit him and,
skin him alive and,
skin him alive and,
skin him alive and,
skin him alive.

yajé - The Grand Old Mr Duke

Hey Father Death, I'm flying home
Hey poor man, you're all alone
Hey old daddy, I know where I'm going

Father Death, Don't cry any more
Mama's there, underneath the floor
Brother Death, please mind the store

Old Aunty Death Don't hide your bones
Old Uncle Death I hear your groans
O Sister Death how sweet your moans

O Children Deaths go breathe your breaths
Sobbing breasts'll ease your Deaths
Pain is gone, tears take the rest

Genius Death your art is done
Lover Death your body's gone
Father Death I'm coming home

Guru Death your words are true
Teacher Death I do thank you
For inspiring me to sing this Blues

Buddha Death, I wake with you
Dharma Death, your mind is new
Sangha Death, we'll work it through

Suffering is what was born
Ignorance made me forlorn
Tearful truths I cannot scorn

Father Breath once more farewell
Birth you gave was no thing ill
My heart is still, as time will tell.

-- Allen Ginsberg: July 8, 1976 (Over Lake Michigan)

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When words turn to breath 
And silence reigns golden 

The sky is falling 
And the land lays golden 

Watching it happen 
Watching it happen 

When words turn to thin air 
And silence reigns golden 

The sky is flying 
And the land prays for night 

Watching it happen 
Watching it happen 

Turn to breath 
Silence rains 

Into thin air 
And the land lays golden 

Watching 
Watching it happen 
As it happens 

Turn to breath 
Rains 
Thin air 
Lays golden 

-- Bardo Pond (Lyrics by Isobel Sollenberger)

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...not taking up all your time to say something that doesn't mean anything (Ornette Coleman)

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