Jim Trainer

Shrieks of Paradise, Correspondence&Rails#4: True Friend

In Uncategorized on September 5, 2012 at 2:09 pm

The Ruined Rooms of the High Life
Fox Den
Hippie Town, USA

Anne Hyathe
Indian Creek
Austin, TX

Salud Snapdragon-

So the night has found us here. You in yr bed recovering from yr GNR weekend and me drinking Herbsaint and listening to Rachel’s on repeat. Oh well, it could be worse. We could live in Damascus or Upper Darby, PA. Dead flowers. Dead flowers sit on my window sill. Dead flowers following me around. Through the ruined rooms of the high life and down the bleak, black road of truth&consequence. We will live to see stranger things than our own mortality, snapdragon. For true.
In the meantime, it’s good we got t.v. and pools&shit. It’s good we can laze around the empty hours in the arms of people we don’t care about and drive fast down highways to nowhere. Truth is, I see so much of myself in you and I am glad. Glad yr 10yrs my junior and that yr suffering may come to a more benevolent conclusion than this-some harried cataclysm of luck&doom. Just don’t forget. And always remember.
We have been kissed by the gods. We know chance intimately and it has joined us for a spell. It has made the hard road slick&fortuitous. The rest of the world is awash&after some Jackpot or promise that could somehow justify. We don’t need justification. We have stood on the mountain. Like brother Nietzsche, we listen for an echo while the righteous&the wicked listen only for praise.
Remember this time. When you go back east. To the land of eat or be eaten. We have known&lived the Warrior’s life. There is nothing else. Life is not about winning, but discovering the unimportance of winning&losing, this is victory. That and love, true friend.

Hard to stay awake when all you see is pretty.
-Macy Minze

Good night.

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