Response from Henry Rollins

Damn Jason, that's really cool. I don't think I would have the wick to do that. That's great that you have a handle on what you can do. I think that's what this newly started century is all about. If this kind of thing starts happening more often, the future indeed looks bright. I hope all continues to go well. Henry

The Grace of God

The lord works in such mysterious way
when the gnashing teeth become toothless
we get to grin

tonight is that night for me
I have such a wonderful time of clarity

Bianca and I went to the Clippers game to the staples center
We are in a Recession. It was pretty empty, but still thousands of people there.

She and I were dancing in efforts to get on the junbotron. When the camera came on me with 5 seconds left in the game. I danced as hard and as good as I could. I went for it. I ran uop and down. I tore off my jacket. I did the moon walk. It seemed like minutes. Bianca told me it was about a minute in total. I kicked over chairs. I moonwalked. I popped, I did everything I knew to do. I also got a few moments of watching myself on the screen. I got to point at myself and smile and the whole audience went nuts. bananas. at the staples center.

on the way out of the game every person we passed said something to me. I was famous for 10 minutes. It got to point where I had to start saying "but the clippers won." Even driving out in the parking structure every person crossing the crosswalk waved and said something to me. " That was the dancer." I got hi-fives. It was one of the best moments in my life. Like a dream. Simple. Effortless. Easy. Wonderful.

I laughed in big laughs like I cry when I finished. I couldn't stop laughing. The spirit was in me. I knew and know that dance is what I needed and is what I need. it felt wonderful and the recognition from everyone on the way out was the bonus, like the sheet over the scoreboard being lifted after you play the game; you find out that you won!

I still can't believe it.

This made me being to start questioning so many other things. My relationships. the way I live my life. My value system. What I enjoy and I want I need.

My mother told me a story, many months ago, that I think is fictional, about how as a toddler I would go out onto the middle of the basketball court at high school games and bust a move. I mean really breaking it down. I DID THAT TONIGHT. I didn't try at it. I just let something else take over, and boy was it amazing. so thank you.

It made me realize that I still have so much more life to live. That I have so much performing to do. That God is a lover not a judge. That joy in people unifies them. Maybe it's Obama, maybe the beer, maybe the company, but I was tranformed, I was set free. I was myself tonight, for once. I got to be me.

Long Hair

All the men I looked up to
in my youth
had long hair

The Raku pottery artist
the drum instructors (3)
my uncle roger
my grandfather in his 50s
The dancer

all these men who were artists and even handed
and wonderful to me
to show me the ways of their art and their
life
they all had long hair
they did what they wanted
they smoked
they talked loud
they treated me as student
and as equal

with their long long
longlong hair

Bush's Last Day

Hip Hip Hooray
I said it's hip hip hooray day I say
Bush you man among men you grey
haired old man of men's men
bring home all the dead
in the plan of your head

take from us what we have earned
and use it in your favor
take from us our reputation
the fruit of our labor
take from us our powers and rights
this day you should savor

cuz war crime isn't a simple matter
when europes at the table

Hooray Hooray
It's Bush's last day
Stand up and kiss that pulpit
Hip Hip Hooray
It's Bush's last day
I slept in late to destroy it

Read all you can boy and say that you sorry
for the things we have swallowed with will pin on you
whether you fed them to us or not
there is no martyrdom coming sir. none.

Jon Jameson - The Twin

Hello. We have spoken only twice in twenty years.
Before that, we were friends. we were good friends. I can tell from the photograph.
We had our 4 year old arms tight around one another. You might have been my first male friend. get a picture with jon, my mother must say. now you are getting interview on the website I read everyday. you are my hero and the thing I worshipped in high school. I went to 12 of your shows. 12 of your shows. But I didn't see our picture together until I went to my grandmothers house in edinburgh. It was waiting for me, in a time capsule of distance. In a photoalbum in scotland, that my grandmother had preserved. Jon. You are my brother. You are the thing I wanted to be. You are who I still crave.

When I met you two years ago, you noticed that I recognized you. I had that look on my face. You can tell that you knew me from somewhere. You told me that. It wasn't true. You couldn't see your brother. You were in the way of us Jon. But some how, I was too. You live that life I want, but I'm sure part of you wishes you went to college and are teaching english, not having to depend on you bass to get your through life. But you live the way I wished Jon. The way I pray. and I miss you.

Friday Night Lights

My life is framed in white light
It is framed by a big white box
the frame is clean and hold the illusion of safety
a space of simplicity and technology
You end up there when you make a mistake
a mistake with your body

When you use too much energy or too little
you are there
with machines and scientists
with doctors

when you are born and when you die
it's the same place
the white frame
the hospital

you may never go once in your life
but you will go twice

We are all the most afraid
of the place that seems to help us

help yourself to more
than what you have on the oustide

because no one likes to look at the frame

fill it up