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About Me

I am a poet which makes me a bum. I am trying to live that lifestyle to the fullest but poverty keeps getting in the way. I currently live in Blanco Texas. Blanco is a very strange place.Not that there is anything wrong with that.I am a widower and have two children by my second ex-wife. My last wife had three children. We don't speak.I have gained and lost whole families, small fortunes, my dignity, my virginity and my humility in the last half century and I don't have any reason to believe that the next rest of my life will not be the same.Beat Poetry is my current favorite read, followed by Science Fiction and the Bible.I profess Christ but I am interested in all religions and faiths. I am exploring ideas from the Buddhist and the Native Americans at the moment, trying to develop a dialogue with all peoples."For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but to save the world through him." John 3:17 NIVMy other interest include Music of all kinds, especially live music, fine art and meeting and developing dialogue with people.I work as a roady sometimes for a band called Electric Ocean which gigs a lot in San Antonio.My day is spent writing poems and practicing guitar, sometimes jamming with friends or listening to the music that walks up to the porch.

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Allen Ginsberg, Ben Franklin, Robert Fripp, Adrian Belew, Uma Thurman, Willie Nelson, Jimi Hendricks

My Blog

Enjoy Now

"Enjoy Now" I am looking for meat to fry the dysfunction from a semi-erect society. I pronounce judgment , This is the word of the Lord, I have been selfish, &...
Posted by on Wed, 23 Jan 2008 09:53:00 GMT

Beat Time

"In Old Seguin" In old Seguin,a headless son of the southmarches north each nighton Miliam Street. though walls and porches,saddness and joyshe searches for his mind. The spirituralist shout,walk into...
Posted by on Sun, 30 Sep 2007 13:23:00 GMT

New Distrubing Words

"The Road to Hell" It's been raining a lot lately, Don't mind the rain, Hate the mud, And I have been trying to imagine, In a purely existential way, The rain without the mud. I keep coming up with ...
Posted by on Tue, 31 Jul 2007 19:18:00 GMT

Fuck The Man

Fuck the Man Or Thirty days for a joint. "Georgetown Restaurant" (pt 1) Long strung fans, In lonesome lope, Barely moves the air. Its hot inside, To Tall Two story windows, Frame a sub-urb...
Posted by on Mon, 30 Jul 2007 18:30:00 GMT

Disturbed Words Again

Disturbed Words Again"Dancing Through" It's not about, Flying, Or fleeing, Or hiding from, It's about dancing through& The Toa, Like rock and roll, Is just tongue and groove&"My Day Off"...
Posted by on Mon, 30 Jul 2007 18:10:00 GMT

I think I distrubed some words the other day

I think I disturbed some words the other day. "I want to be beatnik"Just like my daddio I want to be a beatnikA hipster,Hi de Hoe man,I managed to imitate the best,But most...
Posted by on Wed, 25 Jul 2007 16:40:00 GMT