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How this blog got its name
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There was a large painting of Evel Knievel shaking hands with Richard Nixon. It hung in the Mayors office. Late one evening after everyone went home. I took it down to the lab. I zoomed in on Evel’s left eye a 100x and enhanced it. It was an address. I went to the address. It was a modest, 1970’s style, split level ranch home in the suburbs.
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Inside I found a dead parrot lying on a waterbed. I revived the parrot with some saltines and adrenaline. We became good friends. The parrots name was Randy. One night a few years later while Randy and me played Gin Rummy, he sang me a song about a fire. The title of this blog was never mentioned but I sensed it, and Randy confirmed it by giving me ‘THE LOOK’.
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the deathless awareness that is the core of your being.
“…when I created the devil, I shook the whole time. I knew I shouldn’t be doing it, but holy fuck! The thrill! As if my blood turned white hot and breathless - anything was possible. That and the devil was just toooo sexy. The endless curves and teeth - like the smell of damp earth, like the longing to tear the flesh. Shhheeeit, I couldn’t help myself.”
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