Monday, July 31, 2023
Grafitti Mural West 7th Street and Interstate Highway 35
Friday, July 28, 2023
Something in the Future
- Fire Fights
- Conscious Boatrise
- Yum Amplifier
- Gunshell Apparatus
- Dire Need in the Past
- Something in the Future
- Mousetrap Forest
Sunday, July 23, 2023
Saturday, July 22, 2023
Friday, July 21, 2023
Tuesday, July 18, 2023
The 183 Access Road, North at 8.55 a.m.
Put on the hoodie.
Black paisley
That will make me okay.
I will fall back asleep in a bed.
At night
Life and time fast is faster
On the internet
- -
On the edge
in seconds of rearranging and the other are in proper white tennis attire supervising us closely and far away from in front of the house cycle of a bulbs that is the way they like it to be a lone soldier sailor and the other Ladies cut the price for a few seconds and they were not going on a sweet mouth and a half Korean Face is my face with a cloudy of my favourite looking at me like this morning in the morning I was insanely and was not even more intensely in my life and I will not be insane for it is about me and I will not be able for a long as this will take longer to complete celibate but please.
- predicted
You can always be okay
There is another sentence
I forgot to remember
and I want to write
I need to write it.
Monday, July 17, 2023
I'm actually happy.
Ha ha.
Yes, after gulping through a glass of wine In the morning.
I think to myself and say to myself, I actually am happy about my life and all the stupid things I do all the time.
I want to eat the dog hank.
I don't actually Want to eat him. It's just practical. Why would I not eat him?
It is morally correct to Try to sustain my health.
To stay alive and I eat meats and vegetables.
The end.
Sunday, July 16, 2023
She Gave Me a Locket That Said
What am I supposed
To do? I think I
Might want to understand.
A bluebell falls off the spacestation next to the moon of Earth,
and we catch it with our device that looks like an inside out umbrella.
We took it down the gravel boulder path to the research hut.
We open our scalpels and dissect the thing that we are and we are inside out.
We are looking at the open wound of humanity's gay goblin.
She made it a weatherproof vinyl sticker for a rear windshield.
And I open the lips of the blue baby bell that grabbed the liquid from the oxygen parameter that she blew up in her atom of her finger nail.
It was eleven billion trillion numbers and I gave it all up for a bottle of triangle suicide.
I gained a liquid faction that I wind up on my left index finger.
It makes the blood seem like a blue and red extravagant travesty.
And we swept it with a mop and bloodied the floor and the wall and the ceiling.
She made a little grain of salt into the whole meaning of the universe.
I cannot explain why I just absolutely cannot explain what is going wrong with the extracurricular universe of human understanding and trial and error and more errors that can be summed up in one sentence for a ex convict that rode his bike into the courthouse with a bomb attached to his forehead.
He grows up lonely in a prison cell. I grabbed his neck with my little shells on my pinky fingers.
Every day was moment to behold. She gave me a locket which read, Do not wait for me when you are dead.
https://youtu.be/fOYktlJec0U
https://youtu.be/J4AxrWrzyAo
Saturday, July 15, 2023
Thursday, July 13, 2023
20230712_114541.mp4
Plus I got no money left in my house.
I gotta live like a cancer patient [a little lack of cancer patient]
eatin' lots of vegetables and reimagining my station in life.
It's like a pineapple cream pie.
I was born in a Jewish jail.
I got sent to American Hell.
I can find a way out now.
It becomes like a game of puzzles
eating my fingers with big old teeth.
I'm a wreath on the Christmas tree
a Jesus figure when he was dying.
I float down on his neck and shoulders
eating lots of baby skin.
I began to eat a baby snake.
Crawling up the tree I did make an earthquake,
but he forgave with his mighty broad sword.
He forgot that I am not him.
I grew up with a candy boy.
He drove my car to the land of joy.
We swam in it and broke our vows.
Every moment we thought we were giving birth to baby cows.
No one thought we were there at all.
We all became each other's falls.
I was a triforce, when he caught my tangibles in order.
https://youtu.be/cfw4lP5ELmI
Wednesday, July 12, 2023
Monday, July 10, 2023
Thanks for sharing this Gregory. Makes me happy to read it. Sending you good wishes in Bastrop from all of us in Essex.
On Feb 17, 2022, at 1:15 PM, Gregory Wredberg <gregwredberg@hotmail.com> wrote:
"Poem"Hello, Kristin,You reading this would amaze me. I appreciate very much everything you and your family and fellow farmers do. I am in Bastrop, TX. I would love to visit Essex soon though.Anyway, I just found this poem I wrote and wondered if you or anyone would want to read it.Thanks {:- Gregory WredbergHere it's ['tis].:Friday, September 10, 2021
https://oakygo.blogspot.com/2021/09/the-far-arm.htmlThe Far Arm
like a farm
an 80 pound brown dog , part pit
a puffy beige upholstered chair
dirt filled driveways
black and white goats
2 hours to Montreal
wet winter weather
shiny black rubber boots
4 year old eyeballs
new pink tee shirt
880 tons of organic corn
heir looms
loose cotton pants
light blue air
dead rotting racoons
spring breath
butter tongues
aging laughs
The End
some thing like that
like a farm an 80 pound brown dog , part pit a puffy beige upholstered chair dirt filled driveways black and white goats 2 hours to Montr...oakygo.blogspot.com
On Jun 25, 2022, at 4:54 PM, Gregory Wredberg <gregwredberg@hotmail.com> wrote:
"Hi again and Thank You"I want to thank you, deeply, Kristin, for the farm note entitled Strawberries. I almost came to tears. I am conflicted, alternately (simultaneously?) pessimistic and optimistic - hopeful, faithful - about the future of farming. You give me more hope though, thanks [=.More than ever I wish to visit you all at Essex Farm. -- Texas is feelin' a scorchin' year... --I thank you immensely for reading { :Peace and Love
- Gregory Wredberg
On Oct 24, 2022, at 5:43 PM, Gregory Wredberg <gregwredberg@hotmail.com> wrote:
"Larger scale"
Your latest note struck me. I marveled at your attention to detail, your thoroughness, your astute analyses. We all need to get out and pay attention more, especially to Nature and the fundamentals of modern human life, quality living. My best friend Aaron Mundine told me recently that most problems could be overcome or avoided if people just pay attention, most of all to themselves... I thank you for sounding my philosophising...Anyway, another a beautiful note. Thanks for everything you give. I believe you're invaluable to the progress of farming and food systems.a better way of LifeSincerely,Gregory Wredberg
Enjoy the Cold {:
Gregory
Saturday, July 8, 2023
La Doña Francesa
Hubcap tin foil,
so bloddy calm now.
The thing you think about
when you sleep in your own thumb
The thing you think about
when you think in your own tongue
Dolando dream
Taken by the arm and shoulder in the pleasant pulling riptide rolling surf
Puny parties in an old grocery store
Writing, confusing languages
We are in love.
Saturday, July 1, 2023
Reddy White Wine Dyin
Takes
More time to be White,
When you're livin in a sunny spot.
I could die i should die
More reasons to die
A couple to live.
I'm a preacher prostitute.
Got a lot
Got a Lot.