There is only one thing that is constant, but that one thing that is constant continually changes. And it is that which we lose when we try to describe it, touch it, or breath it.

There is only one thing that is constant, but that one thing that is constant continually changes. And it is that which we lose when we try to describe it, touch it, or breath it.

/ iowa flooding / THORAZINE THE RAGE OF THE 70'S

I was gonna comment on the reporter that told the poor people in Iowa not to water their lawns on National TV. The City is being destroyed by a flood of historical proportions. Crisis Counselors were being brought in, I think getting the people out of harms way is better. I just watch TV. So Crisis Counselors struck a nerve......

It was in the 1970's and people were going to mental hospitals for drug addiction. It wasn't called re-hab at that point. And people were not famous. The famous people just kept going and dying. Perhaps, it should still be called "the mental hospital." After all we are dealing with a disease.

There are many things I don't understand and this is one of them. How can you treat a drug addiction with a drug like Thorazine or Stellazine ? And why did we call writings on the web ezines. And why do they all end with the word zine.

Friends in High Schoool disappeared and were later found to be in the local mental hospital. After they "were" cured. They would tell of a drug named thorazine. For more info check out this site http://www.sntp.net/drugs/thorazine.htm


"People's voices came through filtered, strange. They could not penetrate my Thorazine fog; and I could not escape my drug prison." - Janet Gotkin, testimony before the Senate Subcommittee on the Abuse and Misuse of Controlled Drugs in Institutions (1977)

So these kids and young adults were sent to a mental hospital to break out of their addiction to drugs and placed in a physical and mental prison (Thorazine).

The people i knew either relapsed and went back to old habits, joined AA chained smoked, or kept taking the Prescribed drugs and did the thorazine shuffle which never got on in the clubs.

/ iowa flooding / THORAZINE THE RAGE OF THE 70'S

I was gonna comment on the reporter that told the poor people in Iowa not to water their lawns on National TV. The City is being destroyed by a flood of historical proportions. Crisis Counselors were being brought in, I think getting the people out of harms way is better. I just watch TV. So Crisis Counselors struck a nerve......

It was in the 1970's and people were going to mental hospitals for drug addiction. It wasn't called re-hab at that point. And people were not famous. The famous people just kept going and dying. Perhaps, it should still be called "the mental hospital." After all we are dealing with a disease.

There are many things I don't understand and this is one of them. How can you treat a drug addiction with a drug like Thorazine or Stellazine ? And why did we call writings on the web ezines. And why do they all end with the word zine.

Friends in High Schoool disappeared and were later found to be in the local mental hospital. After they "were" cured. They would tell of a drug named thorazine. For more info check out this site http://www.sntp.net/drugs/thorazine.htm


"People's voices came through filtered, strange. They could not penetrate my Thorazine fog; and I could not escape my drug prison." - Janet Gotkin, testimony before the Senate Subcommittee on the Abuse and Misuse of Controlled Drugs in Institutions (1977)

So these kids and young adults were sent to a mental hospital to break out of their addiction to drugs and placed in a physical and mental prison (Thorazine).

The people i knew either relapsed and went back to old habits, joined AA chained smoked, or kept taking the Prescribed drugs and did the thorazine shuffle which never got on in the clubs.

soot dune memories hiding malignant truths

Exhaust sand dunes flow down sidewalks.
shopping cart pushers out on the streets...
not angels, not devils, not hip hop or echoes of be bop, nothing special just sad meandering people that can be good or bad. its warm inside.

Solo conversations in the shadows, television dreams cascade down memories of time that drips out of spoons, like turpentine in your eyes. the deaf walking of the still night hawks grasping at their necks, thrashing , night sweats in a dream,
and for that first 3 minutes you feel alive and refreshed until you realize your awake.

washing my face looking in the mirro a tired cliche
sip on a coffee get it 1/2 price vefore the korean lady gets in, and the waitress working two jobs understands because she can barely make the payments.

you walk by the headlines searching for change on your way to the Super Market., Blurred Newspaper headlines, checking for change, there is a war, there is mortgage crisis, look over the towards the dumpsters and see Maria dive in for old lettuce and cucumbers, she puts them in her car. Must be living in it cause its full of shit.
The dumpster is left unlocked by a good worker willing to break a rule so people can dive in and get some old food.

buy my oatmeal and walk back khome, set it on the counterr, and stare at the hole in the drywall alone. everyone i know is dead, and my children dont know where i live cuz they are better off without me.

I throw my coffee mug against the wall at what could have been. we all have our own private hells.

but the soot dunes keep moving and the bodies keep piling up. long drag on a bad cigarette.