October 8, 1999

stall out day...write out into th void..swimming in a sea of quotes-

'if not now, when?'

rabbi hillel,

'whatever you can do or think you can do, begin it!

...for boldness has power, magic &(...?)in it'

-goethe

...ich kreise um gott, um den uralten turm

um ich kreise jahrtausendelang;

und ich weiss nicht: bin ich ein falke, ein sturm

oder ein grosser gesang

-r.m.rilke

*but* i'm taking a first step towards walking th walk, getting on a train

most

likely @ eight-thirty tomorrow morning, saturday th 9th oktober, to

canfranc

estación in aragón where i will see about getting my pilgrim card & @ th

very

least, hiking el camino aragonés for a week...

i keep rehearsing postings as i eat, as i walk, as i drift off to sleep but

i

become absorbd by basic mail mgmt & other office tasks in th context of a

large

room w/ a dozen keyboards clicking away...i rpomise mself i'll write down

longhand drafts & just enter & edit in here, 'del dicho al hecho...'(from

word

to deed...another case of compulsively talking th talk @ mself only to

build a

wall of resistance against walking th walk...hmmmm...)

one line @ a time, one posting @ a time, one day, one week, one meal, one

street, one town, one world, one life @ a time...

(to be continued...)

my endless...davidj=(8{>