El Paso Rain September 20, 2018

The

sky's

tears

are

falling

down

my

window

pane

With

joy

or

sorrow

I am

not

sure.

IT'S ABOUT RENEWABLE RESOURCES AND THE FALLING RAIN

THE WOMAN WITH ONE EYE

A woman in dark clothing was playing the piano.

I was in Tuscon, Arizona, almost at the end of my brief hitchhiking adventure, never to hitchhike again.

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The woman was playing something by Scarlatti.

I liked it, whatever it was called.

She came to the end of it.

She scooted around on the piano bench.

She was stunningly beautiful with one eye missing.

One word came to mind:

Picasso.

IT'S ABOUT RENEWABLE RESOURCES AND THE WOMAN WITH ONE EYE

VOLCANIC ANGER AND NUTTY AS A FRUITCAKE

NOTE: A hidden microphone recorded the following.

“Yeah, this is Trump.

Where's my damn diet coke?

I asked for it 10 seconds ago.

There's no collusion.

Get Putin on the phone.

I need some immoral support.

Lock her up.

No collusion.

A kingdom for my horse.

So sad.

TREASON!”

IT'S ABOUT RENEWABLE RESOURCES AND VOLCANIC ANGER