i totally could understand why they say john coltrane is a saint and they made a church dedicated to him as a saint and to music, they worship through jamming. i want to go there over in san fransisco. when i was walking through other worlds and getting lost sometimes, coltrane was there, indeed like a saint and his music was talking to me like a caring, dear great mother. and then the music healed me. i talked to the sisters of mercy at the church of st. john coltrane and told them how he spoke to me, to which they replied, "Love supreme! Love supreme!" they are good people. i can tell.

i don't know why i don't live in the bay area. and the summers here kill me, but the desert holds me. i hold the desert even as i don't get out in it enough. i long for water and fog tho and i always thought i lived my previous life in san fransisco. i used to go there a lot and i need to again, see some dear friends. i am melancholy for my friends in berkeley. i miss them.