About Me
So I have not used Myspace barely at all for the last 2 years.... umm... so of you may think that I do not exist... and I don't, but thats not the point. In the realm of existence that I do exist in there is an unlimited amount of music, friendship, family, love and a motivation to accomplish my mission on this planet. I had traveled for about 4 years mostly in the US, and in that time traveling, I found something that I have been looking for all along... me. So I found myself right where I left myself but only aged and evolved almost beyond recognition... only with a new urgency to start doing it. No more can I handle talking, debating, analytically breaking it all down again and again to mold it, construct and define it into all the possibilities of what it could be... before we ever really do it... and we fly in circles.
So now.... I change all of that for myself. I live in a cabin nestled in 27 acres of land surrounded by the pisgah national forest.. I have a waterfall with a dipping hole, a pond with fish, goats, three cats and soon to be chickens. Living like a hermit, planning out a number of gardens with many varieties of herbs, edible flowers, veggies and berries.
On top of the cultivation that I plan, there is thousands of wild medicinal plants that infiltrate my yard where a 80 year old apple tree stands. I am working towards creating a wholesale distribution of edible flowers, herbs, and some veggies to restaurants in the local Asheville area. I am now in the process of setting up my new farm for the spring and there is a lot of work to do.. it is only the beginning.
Aside from farming/wild crafting the root of being is music, the heart beat of the unborn universe beats within my soul like a hand on a drum. I breath rhythm, I speak melody and I live amidst the universal symphony of our mind. Music is the key to happiness...And now... I officially give you the:
Out of Bobby Perspective:"The mountain town equivalent of a beach bum, with bleeched blond hair and a talent playing handdrum. Little Bobby Sattva, whose handfingers couldn't keep from drumming. Even when we turned his drum upside down, he would find new surfaces to exorcize his talents on - tables and chairs, and even when we turned those upside down, there was no stopping him. he would not be satisfied until the whole world had been turned upside down."
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