And So On

What's been going on lately? 

in my life, not a whole lot. 

i Have an excess of drawings at the moment so I've focused the most of my energies on breaking this almost 2 year writer's block. 

when the skies dried up I started drawing. Now I'm forcing myself to write.

It's a lot of fragmented nonsense, but a good bit makes some sense. 

they say rain is headed our way this weekend. I hope it is true. 70 something degrees outside too.

Fall is coming fast. I can smell her in the wind.

I hope she sticks around a while. I need my grey daze.

i saw Portugal. the Man on Monday. Only $5 at white owl. Always grateful to see those dudes jam out.

There is a full moon / super moon this Saturday. Embrace the magic and hopefully you'll catch a glimpse. As for me I hope it just rains and rains and rains. 

there's too many fires in the Pacific Northwest. It hurts my soul and fucks with my conscious. 

Donald Trump is a fool and if you listen to the stats of these polls, so are you. 

Big media is getting stronger.

The earth is growing warmer.

It's time to come together.

Put away our black mirrors, if only for a moment. 

My Song Of The Day

Portugal. The Man - The Sun. 

If you look real high you just might find
Sitting in the stars, glistening, glistening
Waiting for the band to come
Just waiting for that man to come.
Oh, I wonder...

Slip on down from the sun to climb,
Down to earth and down to things like time,
Because we are all, we are all just lovers,
Born of earth and light like all the others.

If you're talking to the moon,
The moon might sing about the universe
Shouting: "I don't need, I don't need time",
I breathe in time.
Where are we now?
Where are we now?

Slip on down from the sun to climb,
Down to earth and down to things like time,
Because we are all, we are all just lovers,
Born of earth and light like all the others.

If you're looking for the river just find the mouth,
It's grinding like gnashing teeth foaming out, foaming out,
Mixing up the hell to come.
Just mixing up the hell to come.

And it's fixing up to swallow me whole.
It's fixing up to swallow me whole.
It's fixing up to swallow my soul.
Fixing up to swallow me whole.

Slip on down from the sun to climb,
Down to earth and down to things like time,
Because we are all, we are all just lovers,
Born of earth and light like most these others.

Where, where are we now?
Where, where are we now?
Where, where are we now?
Where, where are we now?