(on seeing a photo of James Koehnline and Peter Lamborn Wilson at Chief Sealth's grave, mid-'90s)
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A bond of karmic affinity leaps out at the viewer....
two characters out of each other's deja vu scenarios...
a tantalizing accord of different physiognomies...
able to swap personae of gray eminence and trickster...
plotters only hoping to lighten the steps of plodders...
gentlemen-roisterers who frequent cavernous taverns...
adept at flipping the heaviness and lightness of fate...
the eso- and exo- of what will be revealed...
along lines inspired by the Lord of Misrule's motley.
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[Photo credit: Andrea Frank]
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