Friday, September 08, 2006

a golden gate maze



It was a misty, cloudy, grey day in san francisco, two weeks ago. I was walking along some cliffs, miles past the golden gate bridge, hovering over san fran bay. The wide open pacific was a treacherous cliff jump away and a water sprint- butterly, breaststroke, freesty-lee.

Over the lip of a rocky face was a maze, meticulously planned out and composed of small rocks. It lay next to an old contraption, similar to ones i've seen before here in the states and on cliffs over the atlantic, in montauk and in popeugin, senegal- remnants of world war two. The one next to the maze inspired a memory. I had read in the history books that a japanese submarine had actually made it to san fran bay, during the war. The occupants had languished there for a couple weeks and by that time the war had ended. The submariners had no idea, cut off from any news, in the fish tank that is san francisco bay.

we need peace.

love to all...

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10:24 AM  
Blogger Ben said...

the deleted comment was from a tight internet operator offering links, cash 'n' money. schemes 'n' scams, and here at ben's lenz the making of dough should stay out of the picture... for now.

3:09 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

ben,
with you and sam on you rway to see harvick win his first run off i have time to view. awesone. as usual.
love you,
dad

1:18 AM  

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