Wednesday, June 25, 2008

I Remember A Jesus

I met him on Venice Beach a few years ago. Young guy. Third rate singer and handicraftsman, but gave me some good advice. Mexican student trying to finish his degree. Some Mexican-Americans took him in. Jesus wanted me to visit his hometown with him. I asked if my neck would be okay and he said sure. He also told me to be satisfied with what I had. That I was very lucky.

Raja wanted me to go to Kashmir and Northwest Pakistan with him. I asked if my neck would be okay and he said sure.

Lodi. CCR.

Some people can be really nasty to people they don't like or know.