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About Me

Our world has become diseased with a concrete cancer. This sickness is spreading at an exponential rate, and if we can not find a way to contain it permanently it will end life on this planet. Toxins have built up in our ecosystem, choking the very essence of existence. Everyone is waiting to see what will tip the scales, and as the price of gas increases, it becomes apparent that oil is the weak link in this society, and those who have monopolized that market are leaching the economy dry. There is a complete disregard for future life on this planet, as thoughtless ungrateful consumers devour everything, destroy everything, and change everything for the worse. The only real hope we have is if enough aware individuals can cooperatively build a society that blends with nature, has all the modern conveniences, to show the rest of the world how it's done. It could be built from laser cut stone, and hot poured glass, to last thousands of years. BE THE CHANGE YOU WANT TO SEE.................................. I build hand drums, didgerydoos, and fretless basses from %100 recycled wood. If you are interested in an instrument please let me know, thank you.......................

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Some fresh new people.. Musicians, stoners, free thinkers, and musicians, and anyone who knows how to just chill .. ...................................................I believe positive relationships are worth more than material things. It is great to meet new people and experience new perspectives.

My Blog

Freedom versus the Future

Freedom is the ability to do whatever you feel like,. It is considered so essential that it is taken away as a form of punishment. Prison would be a nice warm place with free food and a soft pad to sl...
Posted by on Wed, 21 May 2008 01:11:00 GMT

Love Frequencies

I am forced to use the word "love" and "like" to describe many things in the American language. I would like to note that "like and "love" have both fixed and perception based meanings. I have ...
Posted by on Tue, 13 May 2008 16:21:00 GMT

Chicken or the Egg

In the ongoing quest for truth I ask the age old question:.. What came first?The Chicken? or the Egg?my answer:. the Egg. I've come to the conclusion that creation is an ongoing process, and that at o...
Posted by on Mon, 03 Mar 2008 13:59:00 GMT

The Joy of Suffering

I met suffering at a young age. I was a month overdue at birth and the doctor had the option to perform a C-section on my mother, or brake a baby's shoulder. So, my very first experience I had in this...
Posted by on Fri, 29 Feb 2008 13:04:00 GMT

Temptational Slingshot

It once took humans generations to migrate, They were sectioned off from each other by large bodies of water, and wastelands. Differences in climate, and sources of food over thousands of years made t...
Posted by on Sat, 16 Feb 2008 21:00:00 GMT

changing times and 68 hours without a cigarette

For over ten thousand yearspeople have been filled with fearsthe cause of this war and strifeis humans with no respect for lifeNo one religion is to blameno one man can claim the shameSome call it hum...
Posted by on Tue, 05 Feb 2008 20:49:00 GMT

An unwinable argument, if anyone is up for it...

So,.. I have recently solidiified my belief in my "Little theory" of "always was, always will be", and it being the foundation point for all of existance. This of course is opposing the teaching of ev...
Posted by on Fri, 14 Sep 2007 13:13:00 GMT

Enslaving the youth

Welcome to the beginning of an enslaved lower class in America. With the rising cost of property values, people will be working their entire lives just for the right to have a roof over their head. In...
Posted by on Sun, 31 Dec 2006 01:23:00 GMT

A Rubber Heart

Life is best lived through experiencing, What keeps us from experiencing is fear. Be it fear of being cold, or fear of being away from the things you own, these are just small examples of the many sma...
Posted by on Mon, 13 Nov 2006 20:40:00 GMT

..another rhyme

I'll ask you my till my face turns blue What will it take to get through to you I'll sing a song and make a rhyme Still you wake to sell your time Run another round, take another lap Seams no way out ...
Posted by on Mon, 02 Oct 2006 21:24:00 GMT