Shuttle

I didn't sleep well last nite. I spent a majority of the night, pre 1am, reading "Mists of Avalon". 

I've got a lot of pages to cover and got distracted there for a little over a week, but now I'm back at it. ​

The more I read, the harder I find it to stop reading.  ​

Weather is rainy to sunny, rainy to sunny, the last two days. ​

I picked up a few extra work shifts this week so my internal clock is a little wobbly.  That's okay though. So it goes. ​

I have an exciting art opportunity in the happening, but I will wait to share that when it comes to fruition. ​

Instinct > Influence 

Breathe and see with eyes unclouded. ​

-ABC​

Long Time / No Post

A lot of dreams that feel like reality lately.

The only consistency is the one I admire greatly. She's always there. Strange to myself because I've never dreamt of someone I care about before she floated into my reality. 

There's been hints of war, too. At home in Portland, and discussion from a far. 

I don't claim to know what it all means, but it seems worth rambling.  

I forget the rest of the details until they seem to happen in real life.  

to be continued...

-ABC  

Today's Objectives

1. Coffee
2. New pen(s)
3. Laundry 

1/3rd accomplished thus far, laundry is the must. It's been too long. 

New Book

Thank you Scot for the new book. Before last night I had only read excerpt from this book on the interweb.  

I do confess Tim Burton along' s drawings are a huge inspiration on my own. He and Suess as I mentioned a few blog posts before. ​

That is all for now. Thanks again Scot. ​

Favorites

1. Sound of waves at the beach
2. Rain  
3. Smoggie Catt
4. Espresso  
5. Feeling my face freshly shaven  

Dr Suess

I just realized it's Dr Suess's birthday, he's definitely a huge inspiration in my art.

Thanks Pop Pop for making sure I knew about that magic. 

Side Thought.. Thinking about my current state of mind versus a year ago.  

Grateful for the present.  

The Challenge

The challenge is to do good and be well. 

W2

Gathered all my W2's for last year's work. Now to see if Uncle Sam/Papa Trump let's me keep any of it. 

Eureka!

When in doubt, sing out! 

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Head Thought

Instinct is pure; fear is an urge. 

Fads

...well fads they come and fads they go, but god I love that rock n' roll..." 

-Modest Mouse  

Rain and Cardboard

Nothing sobers me like a good rain.  

Also there is something uniquely satisfying about breaking down cardboard boxes.  

Cherry Blossoms

I intended to write this out a few days sooner, but if you live in Portland, Oregon and yet to notice the cherry blossoms are blooming. 

2018

I believe 2018 is the year we either learn to talk it out or we'll end up blowing ourselves up... 

Filled with good intent, fueled by fear we'll all become monsters... 

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2017

2017 has been the most challenging, inwardly and outwardly, of my life to date.

Rather than focus on those times I'd like to take the last few moments of 2017 to give gratitude; to the trees which continually refill me with patience and perseverance and to the goddess who helped me see beyond the third dimension. 

Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.  

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not quite 2018 yet

the internet is a crazy place. don't forget to localize and harmonize. this place is only secondary. #ifyawannarevolution

that being said, i go through phases with the internet since my last band ended back in Florida. If I am going to be a part of it, I keep it genuine. I do intend to engage more this upcoming year via interwebs. More posts. More rambles. 

These days I am remembering espresso and internet were my first vices and dropping some of the more recent.

Starting with tobacco. It's a waste of my money and a distraction from singing out and being fully in the moment. My hands don't fidget as much. What's that about? Not cool.

I bought Smoggie Catt a "space box" for Christmas, at least that's what we're calling it. It's a diamond shaped box with all sides being cardboard scratch posts except one that she can climb in and scratch or sleep in.

I started reading 1984, it's taking me a moment to get into. Thus my typing and internetting at the moment. Maybe I had too much coffee. Either making use of all this energy while doing as the doc said and being still for few days. That's hard to do. 

My friend Jackie Jones is on her way to town. She lives in Washington but we met in Portland. I've blogged about her before. 

I'm going to write some words and draw on paper not web now. 

Vasectomy

In less than 30 minutes I'll be getting a vasectomy. One of the most responsible decisions adult me has ever made. 

I understand some people wait their whole lives for kids.

I am a wanderer and an artist. My travels and my art, written word, and music are and will always be my "kids". 

You never hear about Van Gogh's son or Shakespeare's daughter. That is the importance of this decision. 

Today

I was walking in the rain 

It's not cold but it ain't warm

I'm layered well, though 

It's hypnotic to me

Therapeutic indeed

The soggy streets and steady drizzle 

Early morning mist  

The fog that comforts the mountains

The leaves are mostly gone now

It is officially winter

Meteor Shower

For those who are awake and not in the know, there's a meteor shower tonight. 

Peak time is 1-2am Pacific Time. Put down your cell phones and watch the sky glow. 

well hello

i went over my phone's data limit which i was hot spotting to my laptop at the  house, so I've really slacked in my blog writing.

Last night was my last night working for Subway. That was a very interesting adventure in a very interesting part of Portland. I am grateful for the job when I was in a dark spot and broke for money, but excited for the time I'm going to have to focus on creative endeavors.

Donald Trump is shrinking the size of two national monuments.. land... in Idaho. I still have more reading to do on said mess, but this is what I have feared the most. I hope he doesn't try to do the same in Oregon. Shit is getting more and more cray, and it's harder for me to be quiet. 

Making lots of art the last weekend. 

Started a book this weekend, book one of a trilogy. The book is called "Annihilation". 100 of 195 pages in. I hope to finish it up this afternoon after doing my grown up errands: gather paystubs, buy groceries, clean up the mess I've made of the kitchen, and so on.

I made another music thing. It's chaotic, but I love it. It's part of the album "Fear and Magic" I've been slowly adding songs to. It's been an experiment with making guitar sounds via the synth. 

With all those words said, I'll post the song below and wander outside the coffee shop and begin the errands on the todo list. 

Be free, friends. -ABC