a present from mr. henry miller

...so i'm working and writing and working on writing but nothing is ready yet.  but look what mr. miller has to say, said so beautifully and in his own way, that makes me think:  oh yes.  and makes me wish for a small jiggerful of his intoxicating talent.

alas for me. 

but here, from The Wisdom of the Heart:

The aim of life is to live, and to live means to be aware joyously, drunkenly, serenely, divinely aware. In this state of god-like awareness one sings; in this realm the world exists as poem.

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see what i mean? 

it IS all about the sprinklers and the clementines--precisely these.