Established Marvel : a Monk by Abbreviation

15. CHANTS OF A LIFETIME (Explained):

The story just posted on the other blog (the one called 'I really want to get this going') - go ahead open it click on it try and read if you can - is all true. It's about an old man at an apple orchard - one who sits atop a hillside next to the ancient crumbling American farmhouse in which he yet lives somehow, tended to by one or two of his daughter's - who may or may not be with families of their own too, I don't know. He sits there watching the people come and go and the occasional traffic go by on the road below - and if you do go up to speak with him he is, sometimes, lucid enough to start going on a blue-streak about this or that. The trouble is one is never quite sure what's he's really saying or to what the references are nor if there is or ever was a thought or a conversational word which started the speaking. So, it's a difficult engagement and one the daughters get a little awkward about - defensive or humorous or even embarrased. No matter. I wrote it and posted it because I actually did think it was a winning portrait of an internalized and fractioned landscape of mentality which has wonders of its very own - like fountains which run backwards or perhaps clouds which are born on the groound and then rise like so much fog from the mysterious mists of another time and place.

We are ALL saddled with something, and whatever it is that we shoulder around, well - we should at least be able to describe it and talk about it.