magik marker....lighter side of hippys

henry miller

i have not been writing much lately,maybe feeling a bit depressed,maybe feeling a bit of a phoney.....i dont know i do know that i started this blog with the idea of putting down my feelings and experiences ,not that i thought people would really be interested in them but more as a voice for me to expell the things that needed to be spoken from me,i had many fucked up thoughts and feelings when i started this blog.having been left by a woman that i loved .....but isnt that the way ,if i didnt love her then her leaving would hardly of registered in my conciousness,but what happened was exactly the opposite of that,anyway i digress.i am writing today because for the umpteenth time in my life i am being saved by words,the words of a genius,words that are so magnificent,so fucking brilliant...noone has ever used the english language in the way henry miller used it,swirling tornadoes of passeges building ,and with his joy in writing hightening,my pleasure matching him step for step,i have laughed out loud reading sexus ,for at least ...the 5 th time now,i didnt laugh cause it was funny ,although some of it is very funny,i laugh because it is amazing,the purity of vision,the way he uses language make me laugh in apreciation of a great master,he only writes about his life ...his life,the women he loves ,the women he fucks,the crazy antics of his friends and perhaps to me,the most satisfying is the inner dialouge inside his head,he says he wrote ten thousand books before he ever put pen to paper....he reaches hights that i know,i know i can never reach ,never ,ever but the spirit of henry miller is instilled in me,i shall write and i shall write openly,honestly ,kindly ,cruelly ,i shall be true to my own heart,my own version of life...i think the fact that sums up how relevant miller was is the fact when his books were published they were banned throughout the whole world ,branded pornography,everwere except the french,they dont view sex as a monstrous act,as indee ,it most definatly isnt,its the most wonderful thing we can experience sex with a beautiful woman whom you love,i think their is little to compare to that...and ,no henry miller didnt love all the women he fucked,but in a way so what,he wrote of his life and all that encompassed,so whatever...as i finish up the rosy crucifixtion again,i bid a fond farewell again to the gret master of the english language ,henry miller...like it says on the jacket...'the importance of american literiture begins and ends with the meaning of millers work''..amen to that...do your self a favor ,pick up any book by henry miller........