The Principle of Polarity

never on the news, never in books or movies it’s people who like being a forgotten america who like being on the frontier where the pioneers’ worship songs still ring in cacophony with the songs of the spokane competing to capture that illimited spirit of freedom which the ponderosas whisper about when you sit on a grassy hill overlooking the city where the hippies and punks move like secret agents through the pickup trucks and baseball caps and illumined you feel that america hums with violence but the escape is too sweet and we walk through underpasses arcing above us like giant fossils the city mounts to the sky like ebullient honeycombs each star is a secret like a soul america where a great number of sober freemasons set up a capitalist experiment in the homelands of native nations still with intact shamanic culture and the result was nothing less than rock and roll