a minimal subliminal cyclical redundancy

meanderings by rm dustin

This place I deposit thoughts, E-noodlings where my synapses have coagulated recent perceptions. There are no absolutes. Like all manifestations it has had its evolutionary moments. This is the latest. There will likely be more...

: Name: RM Dustin; Location: Pugetropolis North

I live with many free thinking, free spirited, patriotically challenged, religiously void life-jesters here in and around the delta, scattered in-between the tributaries of the Skagit, peppering the hillsides, or burrowed into micro valleys. They are my friends; spirits entwined, layered, and folded within this realm where aboriginal and Norse lore meld amongst the mists sent inland by salted surges. I am not here by chance.

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4/16/07

shroonin...

chanterelles in the fall
morels in the spring
no matter how hard I try
can't seem to shake this fungi thing
smokey earthy porous punk
by themselves they taste of wooded funk
but toss them about in oils and herbs
as noted in the recipe blurbs
then wallow in the goddess's stew
food for the masses not just a few
and our laurels we will not rest upon
lest we forget the tarragon