These words shall be my legacy. I used to be a rapper. I used to be a dancer. I used to read a lot. I used to have friends visit me at home. I used to be more social. I used to write poetry. I used to be a sculptor. I used to draw regularly. I used to make music. These are words I hope to never say. I used to make photographs.

I know, I know but. So I finally changed my hair again, cut the side off. And added the yellow in it- that sexy look you wanted,. Lost my job yesterday because of it but like you always say, fuck that! As long as it makes me more of the woman you want me to be. She has become a real bitch.

Prayers, Love and Positive Energy. I love exploring health and how philosophy and science can explain the deepest mysteries of existence and I often post topics related to spirit, consciousness, philosophy, cosmology, physics, biology, psychology, and so on. I find that the more inner peace that I attain, the more that I want. Mindful techniques and prayer and meditation are areas of wellness that I spend time at describing here.

Awake to the dark,. Glee seeps from my brainstem,. Snake up my nose,. I just watched a show on OPB about the coverage of the JFK assassination. It brought to mind this old cowboy poem I wrote. Originally posted on Narble Furt Lives.

CONVERSATIONS I NEVER HAD! WISE WORDS FROM A FOOLISH MAN! Enter your email address to subscribe to this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email. Chat to me on Twitter. New spoken word piece by my alter-ego. Older generations will tell you,.