the wealthiest man i know…….dumpster dives 3 days a week on a circuit he has traveled for years…………and has outfitted a second home with his eclectic finds……………he wears clothes others pass on to him and shares the ones he can’t use……he has garages full of every known building material and shares them readily…………………he doesn’t wash…

a clarafication just to let you know those are bricks you are throwing……………not marshmellows the oddest thing…….is you don’t see how your behavior is derailing the train……. nerves are freyed and patience is strained and you’re hurling bricks wondering why people complain….. i took a chance………went to the warehouse to the back where i knew…

i did not know 3 years ago that i planted a ”gypsy tree”…………that it would grow in strange ways and communicate with me…….it tells me about things i cannot see….the spirits that come and visit me……..she can dance in languid moves, point to stars and frame the moon………..whisper songs from her creaking boughs and laughs…

the pen to paper, the brush to canvas, the clay to the wheel are the least important parts…….a fragment of the process the ”art” is in how we dance through this world………and it better be like whirling with a guy or girl on your first date the evidence of the encounter is the image, the…

that word that you’ve been looking for is only part of the truth you may recognize it and it requires action from you for coming to the conclusion is a noble act to take but without the correct response………it will mean little to them and even less to you………………that word is love

i have an antidote for the poison that you spew i use to let it bother me and i began to look at you when i see the fangs come out and you start to come unglued i remind myself you have a tenuous and contentious relationship with the truth i apologize it took this…

if you think all the world’s a stage…..you better like popcorn you might want to rethink that i’m jus sayin’

liar please don’t speak………just stirs up old memories…….i am sure there are reasons for the billshit that you spew……..but it comes a time when we decide if we are happy with what we do……..don’t i know it takes courage to change habits we have become accustomed too…………but either you have the guts to look at…

i was in the Cumberland Resturant…….having brakfast on my way to my cabin in the woods…….taking a reprieve from my normal routine…….wife had commitments, she stayed home with the dogs……i was headed to the woods…to clear my head of congregating fog……….. sitting at the counter i heard a motorcycle approach and in walked a character…

it was a mighty battle, the sky was dark and cold……… i awoke to pouring rain beating against my brow………the rocket had landed close to me, but i survived somehow……..my back was laden with the body of a brother in my unit who didn’t make it………i struggled to wiggle free……… i was able to stand…