The Odyssey of Ehram Spickor

In a quiet place

Two weeks until Daylight Savings Time and I finally caught the cold. Feverish and stuffed up, sweaty and snotty, I pushed through. When the sickness broke I felt so good. Tonight marks one full year free from all chemicals, substances and pot. A sober and determined human being. Ten days ago I stopped eating animals and products made from animals. A tentative truce between the animal kingdom and the basement. The rainy, elongating days.

To enshrine the change of season and diet, I made a mix tape called No Meat Spring. The second song is from the sixties group, Lamb, the title of which graces this blog post. Since the lyrics are almost impossible to find on the internet, I will republish them here: “If silver fishes grew on trees / And the sky was filled with ocean / Oh where in the world could I find the sun / If I ever had the notion / Could I create the signs of change / That could guard your body / Guide your aging mind / Along the path forever sighing, remarking / About the hours passing you / If a golden age were upon the earth / And on the moon grew flowers / Oh, how in the world could there be wars / If there were no evil powers / Could I create a life to lead / That would flow as water / Grow with passing time / Along the path forever, living, remarking / About the hours changing you”

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