dangerous compassions

I call you / from the comet's cradle

Monday, June 27, 2016

building a new world in the shell of the old

Last night we drove to Kingman, Arizona to pick up a friend who had been stuck there attempting to catch a ride hitchhiking for four days.  That's my idea of love.

This morning we went to Creech Air Force Base with him and others to peace vigil from 6 to 7:30 am.  I held a sign "no torture, no drones" and blessed all the workers as they came through.  That's my idea of love too.

Then we drove up Mt Charleston.  We had breakfast at the lodge and parted from our friend with hugs.  Lotsa love.

Then we met with a filmmaker who wanted the lowdown on Nevada Desert Experience.  He recorded our conversation then took pictures of us holding our signs.  That was sort of loving.

Finally, I texted with a friend.  He insulted the things I believe because he would rather be right than happy.  I'm done with love for the day.  If you would like to find me, I'll be in bed.


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