what got me thinking about this was Spooky XC phila. 2012 video, the song Blank Generation,was used as parta the soundtrack.
if any time is gonna disappear, its ours, now. the text, photos, fb post, blogs, we are gone, ain't no where for the digital statements to live and die. Nothing for anybody in the future to dig up... to dig.
Its a gold age of the scrap heap, bloated belly full trash pickings.
another era called themselves the Blanks, but they we'rnt so blank, nope, more dope.
today, by default we ourselves are the Blank Generation.
I'll take it. For us.
Yesterday it did not rain, and there was no mud at HPXC, I felt good, raced hard with my chin up. With a bit of pep. 27th. OK, so no longer 14th. that's good. somehow I walked away having a blast.
Today as the storm rolls in, I got out, for a walk.
someone left a bag of beers, some full, just cool enough to drink on the spot, I grabbed a couple,
I looked out over Manayunk, straight into the wind from up off the bluff.
Yep, I pulled up a bench here, to drink with my new friend.
The leaves falling off their limbs. The roots, the branches.
I don't want this to be my stone.
oh, the photos today, they were taken with a old sony cybershot 6.0 mp pos camera, just goes to show ya.