BETWEEN- fragments on perennial interims...

I got to eat the garden, the cabbages and I made already one apple pie
with apples fresh from the tree

also 'reduced' the internet
for less money less surfing
less wattage consumed from this machine

nothing saved, absolute nothing,
because heating is going up by 40%
starting October a cold winter eats money
for heat, say $100 goes to $140
if it's $200 it goes to $280
more than I can eat

food is way up in price, vegetables, bread, milk
so I will eat some fresh potatoes from the garden this week...

one can no longer 'save'
not when things go up by dollars not cents

living 'like a student' is no longer possible

I wait for winter so I can sit under the warm sun,
fantasize what to grow in the garden come spring
but then, like this summer, with night temperatures most often below
ten C, sometimes below 14C...

got flowers on the tomatoes, cucumbers, zucchinis, peppers,
the beans finally started growing, but nowhere any fruits

lots of apples for pies and fresh juices...

so I got no car and no car troubles,
no tv to watch commercials with
so I buy nothing that has not passed the need test

people are boring here,
friendly like hell, hysterics,
propagators of innuendos
and actors acting on their fantasies,
nothing real here, except more false words
useless words

another century of language waste,
nothing but a "Never Again" Museum

Posted by Andreas at 11:36 AM | Permalink

went finally into the ground, yesterday July 2nd;
this trellis is 15feet, so if the beans make it out of the ground
thje other trellis will be planted with the same beans;
night temperatures are still below 15C/below 60F;
days are warm up into the twenties

tomatillo plants are spread out all over near the other tomatoes
and cucumbers and melons

blue flax is in bloom

I saw one bee on the yellow flowering cabbage
then flew on to the broad bean flowers

Posted by Andreas at 12:06 PM | Permalink

for July, August, September and on...
I will have to eat directly from the garden,
cabbages, broccoli, zucchini
no milk, nothing that sits in the fridge,

the apples are doing fine- fresh apple juice is coming...

at $5.39 for 4 liter x2 x4= $43.20
plus it will knock off another $25. - and more per month
from the electricity bill

Posted by Andreas at 12:06 PM | Permalink

so it was time to shut down whatever can be shut down
of culture, of civilization
I drive no car, have no car, no tv, no radio,
only the computer eats 260 watts
and its the worst security risk ever designed by humanity
other than language's duplicity itself

at the end of the battle for Berlin,
Hitler made every household surrender their radios
and I played with that radio, made noise and music,
when my father told me
there's a death penalty
for not surrendering the radio,
and I got mad and madder
when I saw the huge pile of radios
at the street corner...

soon the Russian tanks rolled through our street,
soon after, the whole block was taken over,
we were forced to move out
then moved again

and my father sold the piano,
my last noise and music machine
to a Russian officer
and with that money we flew to the West
with the RAF out of a blockaded Berlin...

Hitler had committed suicide,
my uncle's death penalty was not executed
and another relative got off the jail's stone ground
where he was chained to a large steel ball - in my hometown

for telling a yoke about Hitler
BEFORE the dictator came to power...

there's never safety in words

Lots of churches were bombed out,
the Cologne Cathedral stood there 'forever' among the rubble-
unharmed, the train station had no glass left in its roof

yet soon the churches started with Jazz...

and as a boy I saw the defense attorney of the German Wehrmacht
getting into his Mercedes, police all over, but as a boy
I was so used to crowds moving coming and going
standing and watching: Wannsee Schloss or Reichstag rubble...

tanks rolling, trains loaded with people to above the train roof,
train after train

airplanes
bombs that shock the ground blew out our window frames

with my own eyes I saw Berlin burning
the night sky as red at night
as a red as an Arizona sun set claims to be

people were gone, neighbors where gone

we boys walked through the bombed out houses,
from basement rubble to basement rubble

my school friends lived somewhere within that rubble
their fathers gone, my cousins never to return

the Brandenburg Gate stood there surrounded
by mountains of rubble, rubble coming and going each way-
the boy, taken for a ride to the heart of history

yes,
history never a lesson is
merely a random series of experiences,

the nature of experience
per force repeats itself
series of brainlessness

connived spectacles
within forced traditions
coerced

bereft of love

within marriage of church
of copulation

all this for more of war's forced tourism

designed especially for distance watchers

Posted by Andreas at 12:06 PM | Permalink