Monday, October 22, 2012


June 2009, taken during Lohbado's last day in Kangirsuk

Let me repeat, once again, the origin of the name Lohbado. A gray-bearded man heard the sound of a subway train getting louder. The train burst into the station in a roar. Within the loud noise, he heard a voice shouting: Lohbado. Lohbado. Lohbado.

Drool flowed from the side of his mouth and soaked his beard as he strained to hear more Lohbado.  In the broken wind of the train, he heard a riddle: Tell me now quickly, what is your name? I need to know your name. There's something riddle-like in a name, especially when you forget your name. It's dangerous to not know your name.

My name is Lohbado, the one who drools through his beard.

Look at the wheels of the train. Watch as the doors slide open. Look at the mouth of the tunnel. The subway train goes in one end and out the other. The secret lines in the hole, opening, zero, oh. Oogah!

    Oogah exploded in his ears. The accelerating and various other noises joined together to shout, in such a way as to be understandable within his sound-consciousness, Oogah. Oogah begins with two Ohs, zeroes, openings or passage ways. It balances on the G spot, Oh on one end, Ah on the other. An epistle to the Oogalalians in an Oogalitarian society, open your heart and mind. Don’t hesitate to pass through the Oh.


Unknown said...

The "broken wind of the train" ?

Lohbado said...

i mean, the rush of wind, the train broke the air, technically not wind, unless there was some air current happening in the tunnel before the train entered and stirred things up. Funny how air gets into pipes, tubes and passage way and ends up making noise. I always wondered what dylan meant when he said the answer is blowing in the wind. That suggests, the noise within the wind spoke to him.