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Keep your heart young by keeping love for everyone.
I like gentle souls that have an undying sense of humor. I probably would feel uncomfortable around you if you CAN'T be idiotic and dorky- at least sometimes. I don't mix too well with the world of prim and proper/elitist peoples, whether they're "artists" or not, even if their pompousness is disguised pretty well as just super-reserved or quiet freak-artist or whatever. People can be shy and still be nice, it's easy to tell the difference between snobbery and true shyness. I have gotten to a place where it's far more rewarding to just be kind and maybe sneered at for it than to try to fit in with the cool kids- it's just such a waste of my time to be around people that are stifling at all and to pretend that I am something that I'm not. Well.... I guess it's kind of fun sometimes to pretend, but then it gets boring REAL fast. I guess I feel kind of like Holden Caulfield alot, jaded, but in LOVE with the good ones. Like Walt Whitman says, now my creed, "Dismiss that which insults your soul."
I love learning about everything, especially the worlds of unsolved mystery, paranormal, magic, mysticism, American History, conspiracy theory, mythology. Here I am making a rich life even though I be quite picturesquely impoverished. People are so wrong about thinking that money actually creates happiness. In fact, I believe for the most part it creates quite the opposite. I keep in mind the injustices our country forced on the once vast and beautiful thriving home of the Native American peoples. And then also sheer heart of darkness that it must take to have been an "owner" of slaves. There's some pretty dark stuff in the human heart, and I just want to fight it with all the guts I have. I am an artist I suppose, so I can make ugly things look pretty, including shacks, broken train tracks, trailers in shambles, old coffeemakers, bad 80's appliances, old mining camps, broken poker chips, burnt curtains, what have you. Above all though, above everything else, I am an activist for unconditional love. Love has always been the utmost aim of my little pack of arrows. And not just romantic love, but love for those whom are wartorn and orphaned, for humans and animals in pain, for the ones that may be overlooked by others in this hurried life, for those struggling with society, for this earth and all of it's wild beauty that is currently endangered. I am not part of any group fighting for some political ordeal, but I am a force of my own, or hope to be, and you may find me at random parties or shows or taverns speaking my true love/ political mind til 5 in the morning. Or at an old dive bar, speaking sailor language.
I move from one old gold town to another and right now I live in a double-wide kind of shantyhome on my true love's family property. His Cherokee great-grandpa bought it when everyone else was freaking out during the depression. And there are three majestic oak trees over my deck and goats and a donkey and sheep nearby and the inside of my little houseboat is decorated like all the eras I like the most and you would love it even if you are a millionaire. I grew up on poetry even though I get slightly embarrassed of my literary self's history. You know, ranting at poetry readings and other way overdramatic ordeals... but then, since I have played piana since I were a wee child, I took up turning my poetry into lyrics and hence..... Coal Beautiere , my little bandy duo. Here's a blog with my writings, but I have notebooks upon notebooks of the earlier years to update onto such pages. http://windowstogreen.blogspot.com/ is some of my writing diaries.

Link to GypsytownMusic my little website to do good for the world through music.
I want to go to Uganda and make friends with children.
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Love is the revolution.