LIFE IN THE TRENCHES: Romance, Rebellion and Running Amok: And this is the part of the night when you play the records you want and those of endurence instill love and you have no care for the morning.

My name is Bob the Butcher of Bliss, aka: BP (Bryan Price). I am from Los Angeles. I am a poet and in my poetry, I call out "The Elephant". This blog is a hodgepodge of a lot of different "categories" of writing - poems, short stories, drawings, essays, observations, pictures, illustrations, literature, humor, emotional terrorism, satire, confessions, rants, philosophy, diaries, verbal diarrhea, personal journals, anthems, prayers, handshakes, war cries, hard-ons, heart flutters, lamentations, aspirations and proclamations. I have a strong sense of authorship and handle on the absurd. I say a lot of glib shit to keep a sense of humor about things that I probably shouldn't. Sometimes I drop the glib and lay it out there naked, sloppy, intimate and raw because it facilitates my true intent. Hope, love and beauty comes in the form of "The Elephant" when somebody says, "What the fuck is that" and the other says, "I see it too." I acknowledge "The Elephant" because there is strength in the "The Elephant". "The Elephant" has no shame. "The Elephant" feeds and is fed with those moments of "oh" and "me too." It gets rough sometimes, right? This blog is part of a concept/experiment based on an interaction between a stranger in Amsterdam armed with a sack of bird seed, a crowd of nasty hecklers and a flock of hungry pigeons with a strong sense of self. :)

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December 20, 2008

And this is the part of the night when you play the records you want and those of endurence instill love and you have no care for the morning.

And this is the part of the night when you play the records you want and those of endurance instill love and you have no care for the morning.

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