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About Me

An old Cherokee Grandfather said to his grandson, who came to him with anger at a friend who had done him an injustice, "Let me tell you a story.I too, at times, have felt a great hate for those that have taken so much, with no sorrow for what they do.But hate wears you down, and does not hurt your enemy. It is like taking poison and wishing your enemy would die. I have struggled with these feelings many times." He continued, "It is as if there are two wolves inside me. One is good and does no harm. He lives in harmony with all around him, and does not take offense when no offense was intended. He will only fight when it is right to do so, and in the right way.But the other wolf, ah! He is full of anger. The littlest thing will set him into a fit of temper. He fights everyone, all the time, for no reason. He cannot think because his anger and hate are so great. It is helpless anger,for his anger will change nothing.Sometimes, it is hard to live with these two wolves inside me, for both of them try to dominate my spirit."The boy looked intently into his Grandfather's eyes and asked, "Which one wins, Grandfather?"The Grandfather smiled and quietly said, "The one I feed."

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

I would like to meet people that care. I would like to meet people that are willing to work for some positive change in the world, and I'm not talking about working to pass a stimulus package or anything like that. I voted for him, and I hope he does a great job, but we need something bigger in the world right now to make a difference. We need to start harvesting our own water, growing our own food and collecting our own energy. The way we live as humans has been compared to maggots eating the flesh from a dead creature. This is going to be very evident in the future if we don't change now. We will have nothing left and it will be too late to revitalize our "Resources". If you care about any of that stuff, then I would like to meet you. If you are aware of the existence of permaculture then I really would like to know you. If you have been to permaculture classes, graduated with a degree in permaculture, or even have your own land on which to teach I would love to know you.I would like to meet many people. I love good people.I hang out with musicians, artists, writers, poets, gardeners, nerds, ballers, backpackers, herpetologists, beat breakers, djs, family, peace mongers, walkers, emcees, frisbee golfers, surfers, birds, rocks, trees, people who wear stones on their bodies, positive people, groups that get groovy in the galactic gravy, celebrators of God and all Jah has given us, Atheists and aliens (illegal or just pushed away from society), Aviators, Propagators, Illuminators, Skaters, not too down with Haters, I know a grip load of taters are out there sittin' on the couch right now wasting life - the typical wasters, but I love the tasters, the ones who want to know what every corner of the globe smells like, conscious souls who ride bikes, and poi kids with the fire and lights, the Chakra centerers, show offs, skiers and snowboarders, slaves to the wage, the confused and dazed, the worn out and underpaid, which seems contrary to their brain's capabilities, the humans with hands which create fertility, earth worms and red ferns, and most importantly I kick it with the realest, believe. So, that includes a vast group of people. I left a lot of people out, but you know who I mean. Drop some knowledge on me if you got love. Blessings.

My Blog

A memory of the future

So many people pass along the way, I wish we all could grasp a piece of peace and turn black, white and gray to colors encompassing the landscape, the trees, the sky and human needs, love and compa...
Posted by on Thu, 22 Oct 2009 08:54:00 GMT

just trying to save something from the wreckage

Sidesteppin in the universe never cursed the souls whole and verses burst from within no time for sin I keep the vessel glimmerin, golden skin summer sunshine simmerin on this mellow heat that heats m...
Posted by on Sat, 22 Aug 2009 12:09:00 GMT

I’ve got wool socks on now

so I think I discovered something about artists, whether they be writers, comedians, painters, poets, playwrights, or musicians. They want to try to connect with other people by speaking what the aver...
Posted by on Wed, 17 Dec 2008 01:01:00 GMT

The Freedom to Ignore

stare at screenslife philosophyin the futureour kids willask us what this paper waswhat is speech?text becomes realityour books are burnedinfinityforget the pastand melt the futuremetal robotsno more ...
Posted by on Sat, 18 Oct 2008 02:07:00 GMT

http://www.myspace.com/plainslove (Check it out. I owe it to him. He made the music. I wrote)

music makes me feel elevatedmy soul's elatedno matter if fools have hated what awaits our future is the power of related spirits intertwined to rebuild the spine the structure to hold us together a rh...
Posted by on Fri, 10 Oct 2008 06:29:00 GMT

I need music

I need musiclet my soul outdon't confuse itsoon it's gettin colder outI pitch tents when I need to relentI pound pavementwhen my patience spentI spew firewhen my desire is put on spiresElaborate on wh...
Posted by on Wed, 01 Oct 2008 08:49:00 GMT

Shattering the void between

I broke brittle life in my dreams last night and when I awoke the rain was falling drizzling really, slowly as if gravity was less today The walls around me armor I laid for minutes with a strange f...
Posted by on Fri, 01 Aug 2008 16:52:00 GMT

Before I die or disappear, I leave a list of all you need to know.

I'm leaving, and I don't know if I'll ever be back againbut I hope I do, because I'll miss you all very much.My love has been a surrealist painting so hard to understandbut plain as day it's beautiful...
Posted by on Wed, 23 Jul 2008 19:19:00 GMT

Well beat me why don’t you?

There's this web that we are weaving, a constantly changing network of characters and stories spun by gods and devils dancing secretly in the moonlight. perhaps aurora borealis might have a special so...
Posted by on Wed, 23 Jul 2008 19:07:00 GMT

Trechcoats, coattails, ties, lies and torpidtude

You give light to the darkness that dwells within my wallsupstanding flesh containing vessels called regret cellsblood flows and the body livesbut at times the breathing feels like burninga death wish...
Posted by on Mon, 09 Jun 2008 16:20:00 GMT