DonatE PLZ…details below…

There’s a link to my gofundme page below the GIF animation.

AND there’s a link to Paypal on the right there>>>>

ANYTHING helps. I just want to keep writing & creating for all of you & myself…but I need some money to get back on my feet. Been a rough year medically, & the bills killed & are still killing my hurt wallet.




I’ve been creating & documenting & trying to give to all of you what I have found on my journey during this spiritual awakening. It began in the summer of 2012…with visions & dreams about sacred geometry. From that time I have been progressively evolving, eating well, exercising constantly, turning off the television, yet it’s almost surreal to have all of this knowledge, but the reality of living in a world that revolves around money needs to be addressed. Had a good job, but the company closed its doors 2 weeks before this last Christmas. I send out resumes daily, drive around & drop them off also, sometimes just walk in to places trying to find work, but it’s been tough, & I have a college degree, yet still…nothing yet, but I’ll keep fighting and trying until I get back on my feet. 

In the meantime, I’ll take ANYTHING, just throw me a dollar or 2, it will add up, with your help I can step up the pace to when I am back to a state of financial stability. ANYTHING helps, & I will be/am eternally grateful to all those who pitch in. Read through my website, see my animations, I am not an idiot, not here to scam anyone, not a loser, I just got wiped out this year after paying off a bunch of medical bills and some other bills, AND apparently I owe the IRS around $1000 this year…ugh. I will be strong and get through this, but if you can, PLZ help me out. 

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I had a long gap between the daily/semi-daily posts I used to do but now I am back with a ton of new information along with several art projects, so to my thousands of subs, I thank you & love you all. Let’s get through this.

More to come. Love to all. 



YUGE cheers to President Trump on the victory…

…Trump wins…


…Cher blows…


…time to Drain the Swamp…


…& Make America Great Again…


…Cheers to ALL true patriots… 


…DJT finished her…


…with WE the People & the Trump Train…


…more to come…


…love to all…


Walk Through the Door




For None and All…

Walking Through that Door

As processions fade, New hearts doubt.

But you are Golden and no one questions it.

But who you fake and how you sound,
Asks the best of men
To share your sentiment

I want to be the one to help you find those years
That you’ve been talking about.
Dreaming of the South
And all those lost goodbyes,
And all those lonely tears,
You never got to cry,

It never works out right,
Unless you’re one to follow.
Where the silence takes too long,
When the night falls–when the night falls oh so slow,
And caution isn’t ours.
When the night falls–when the night falls oh so low,
We may lose control.

I want to be the one to help you find those years
That you’ve been talking about.
Dreaming of the South
And all those lonely nights,
And all those lost goodbyes,
You never got to sigh.

I want to be the one to help you find those dreams
Because you’ve been hanging around,
Talking about the South,
And all those balmy nights,
And all those lonely songs,
You never got to write.

And I’ll hold your hand as I walk you through that door,
I’ll hold your hand as you held my hand as I walk you through the door


Cashion, William Hugh / Herring, Samuel Thompson / Welmers, John Gerrit

And a bonus vid…Swept Inside…CLICK HERE>>>

Keep riding that wave old friends. 

Watch, Share, Enjoy.

Love to All.


Two Rivers



Something I threw together for all of you and none of you…this is from an album that came out in 1987 called Up on the Sun, by the Meat Puppets. Some of you may be familiar, many of you are not. Probably one of the most underexposed yet highly influential bands in relation to anything after the mid to late 1980’s. Curt Kirkwood is a brilliant, brilliant lyricist. It is said that they sometimes played/play live shows in natural enclaves out in the desert that make the acoustics come alive. To describe them would be to say something like maybe… psychedelic rock art poetry… something like that, but those are just my words. Enjoy the vid. Thanks for watching/reading. If you don’t know, inform yourself. If you know, share. If you like it, share it as well, and if you hate it…

well fuck you…cheers.

Love to all.

Part of Me for You

This is some stuff I dug up from long, long ago. It is an excerpt from 50ish or so pages I jotted down one night in some freakish state of heavy, heavy intoxication of all sorts in those drug-addled college days. Way out there, yet that was where I had to go to bring this back for all of you to read. Good poetry to throw out for a first go-around. Either way, read for yourself: 


fresh and new,


in morning dew.

Baby infant,

in the crib,

pray for you,

to burn your bib.

Learn your math,

your multiplication,

built by them,

for fascination.

Everything you think,

is wrong,

discard your kings,

a mirrored song,

and maybe you will get the job,

they keep at bay for you one day.




Wrote circa 11 years ago. Question yourself before you question me. Love to all.