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It is very late at night and I have been listening to Bing Crosby and the Andrews sisters rendition of 'Don't Fence Me In' (Cole Porter) over and over.

I cannot sleep, as I said, and I finished Knut Hamsun's Hunger, Hamsun's first novel. He lived in WI, briefly...and supported Hitler..but hey. Nobodies prefect, and he hated Ibsen. I HATE Ibsen. Hate. So, at least he has good taste in art, if not good taste in dictators.


I have now eaten 2 plain fat free organic yogurt, and I love them.
So many people are vegetarian now, I'm glad I break the rules frequently just to be different, however, when I move out this will change, and I will become the most devout veggie devouring herbivore under the sun. I have to bulk up, psychically, for the yage ritual. Hell, the last meat I ate was a hamburger, and that was pretty far between.

And what's more, I can't have sex. Really, you're not supposed to after, but I figure if I quit ejaculating cold turkey, it will be absolutely difficult. I'm pondering not listening to music with words in it for the next few months, now that a source of Yage has been found.
But really, I should just save up the money and go to Peru, to the Jivaro Shaman in Iquitos. Of course, it could be that I travel to Iquitos and the great Jivaro Shaman is now the center of some enormous Disney Land - Peru, selling tickets or something.

And why not? Machu Pichu is a tourist trap.

All authentic experience has been SUCKED out of this fucking planet, sold to the lowest bidder for exclusive rights to the real, the wonderful.
Knut Hamsun rode to New York on the top of a train car, supposedly to get rid of tuberculosis.

I dunno, maybe I'll just always be one of those people at a movie alone, talking to myself and hating anything you can buy.

What's a Cayuse?


DON'T FENCE ME IN
(Cole Porter)
This was a monster hit for Bing and the Andrews Sisters during World War II. Bing entered the studio on July 25, 1944, without having seen nor heard the song. Within 30 minutes he recorded the song, which then sold more than a million copies and topped the Billboard charts for 8 weeks in 1944-45.




Oh, give me land, lots of land under starry skies above,
Don't fence me in.
Let me ride through the wide open country that I love,
Don't fence me in.
Let me be by myself in the evenin' breeze,
And listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees,
Send me off forever but I ask you please,
Don't fence me in.
Just turn me loose, let me straddle my old saddle
Underneath the western skies.
On my Cayuse, let me wander over yonder
Till I see the mountains rise.
I want to ride to the ridge where the west commences
And gaze at the moon till I lose my senses
And I can't look at hovels and I can't stand fences
Don't fence me in.
Oh, give me land, lots of land under starry skies,
Don't fence me in.
Let me ride through the wide open country that I love,
Don't fence me in.
Let me be by myself in the evenin' breeze
And listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees
Send me off forever but I ask you please,
Don't fence me in
Just turn me loose, let me straddle my old saddle
Underneath the western skies
On my Cayuse, let me wander over yonder
Till I see the mountains rise.
Ba boo ba ba boo.
I want to ride to the ridge where the west commences
And gaze at the moon till I lose my senses
And I can't look at hobbles and I can't stand fences
Don't fence me in.
No.
Poppa, don't you fence me in