Rockin on Down the Long Red Road

There’s that crazy person inside of me, drink til’ sweet oblivion kisses me and I hang by my legs over a balcony while laughing three stories up.... more

by Richard Olson

Title

Rockin on Down the Long Red Road

Artist

Richard Olson

Medium

Painting - Acrylic On Canvas

Description

There’s that crazy person inside of me, drink til’ sweet oblivion kisses me and I hang by my legs over a balcony while laughing three stories up. No more fear, or torment in every direction. Free at last! To be shorn of this tortured flesh, all the drama, the alienation and distraction. To go to some place past where the deer stands frozen in the oncoming headlights, that rivets our attention to a terrible vision of endless civilizations rising and falling, going no where: Ah yes, Sweet Oblivion can be a real saint.

I am on this road, leaving my own personal armageddon behind, and the world’s too. I am going somewhere and if that is a joke then I know I can laugh too. No, I am not preaching about the “evils of the flesh”. No, if anything, I would prattle on about merging into nature, to hear the voice of some great mystery, from some pointillist Big Bang to sapient reflection, to be a tree or an octopus, a rock or a star. I want to rage, play this song, like some kind of dark metal ballad of liberation, with an angelic chorus in the background. My passing will be like a slight breeze, my song like the sound of insects in the night time.

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December 29th, 2019