Interesting thing,
we all know something, we all understand it.
People who are tough and rugged, aloof or impenetrable,
they hold this deep inside,
people who are delicate, diaphanous,
it is their exterior.
The yin and the yang.
I’ll say it again, we are are a very small part of something that can not exist without us.
And I have a serious hunch that we gonna go around this block a few more times before we are done.
And I intend to see that it gets better with every pass.

The butter curse.
Look, living with a house full of other dudes has many advantages.
I have never laughed so much and so hard.
These people are fun, good natured, and a pleasure to be around.
But you can't have everything in life.
Butter for example. 
I have come to accept the fact that..I can no longer eat butter.
This is just a fact of life in this rugged land.
Check this out, this afternoon I went to Safeway and bought 25 lbs of butter.
I came home, put it in the fridge. I then went into my room and pet my cat Pi for exactly one and a half minutes. Then I came out to the kitchen to make a slice of toast. You guessed it. All the butter was gone. Every last bit of it, and the wrappers licked clean. That is just the way it is and there is no way to change this. Even if I brought home 5000 lbs of butter, it would not last eleven seconds in this house.
I think this has something to do with that gypsy woman I bumped into at Coney Island on my seventeenth birthday. She was making waffles and I was still in a daze from seeing the siamese twin cow. I accidentally backed into her, and knocked her last cube of Land Of Lakes Unsalted Extra Creamy out of her hand and it fell into the the sand. She gave me a super evil look and whispered some "Mumbo Jumbo" at me. My life has never been the same since. But I can't complain. At least no one eats my cat food, right? And it's not bad on a bagel. Especially the Savory Salmon Feast. I'm learning to like this stuff. Heck, my cat loves it, but then, she licks her own butt.
Soooo.
Anyway, just a word of caution, in a crazy, crazy world.

Why do people want to be stupid?
Honestly, I have no idea.
And I've been stupid.
But once I stepped away from it, 
I was pretty sure I didn't want to go back.
K

The journey is, from our perspective, 
almost unimaginably long.
Some rivers are dauntingly wide.
It is understandable that some bridges....
may take a good while to cross.

From the lost translations

We can paint pictures of our dreams,
that doesn't make us liars.

I have always been a big picture guy.
Down to the most minute detail.
This by no means makes life any easier.
It just makes accepting the challenge,
a whole lot more fun.

Why am I so confident...
Because I know I am not a bad person,
and any bad thing I do is a mistake.
In this, we are all the same.
And we care for our kind.

so I said ask me any question
and someone said
why am I here
and something told me to say
because we need you.

The Thunder in these Sierra Nevadas is like…

nothing I’ve ever heard before.

It rips apart the sky, groaning over the mountain tops with nothing in it’s way to soothe it’s anger.

It's a sound as if the Union Pacific locamotive with four engines pulling eighty cars,

the one that usually glides calmly through the center of town,

has instead decided to plow through your living room,

belching white smoke and coal dust.

It rolls through the walls and into the dining room, in exactly the way trains normally don’t.

It makes you wonder if you have pissed off God recently, and he, or she…

is coming to get you.

Then the hot air turns pleasantly cool and rain drops the size of grapes splatter into the dirt,

filling the air with that smell that only rain can bring.

Then the lightning and thunder wander aimlessly away over the pass,

leaving you with that feeling you get when you have just had a really good cry.

When your emotions are finally spent,

and you are thoroughly satisfied.

Wow, so Craigs List personals.
What a circus.
This is the Midway at Midnight.
What do we have here.

1) Shysters, hustlers, pirates and thieves.
Lookin for someone to step on.

Well, I expected that cause, you know, humans…

2) This I did not expect,
Married for Married…
Be my secret…
Something on the side…
Wahoww. Seriously?
Is it something I don’t understand about marriage…?
Or is it something I do understand that others don't.
For reals people.
No wonder this world is such a mess.
Let’s try to pull it together, shall we.

3) And this one makes the first two something…
emmmm,
inexcusable is such a harsh word.
let’s say, I don’t know…. immature?

3 is people looking for something.
And I respect that.
And I would never want to step on that.
The real world can be a lot of fun.
Join me, won’t you?
Nomaste

Shadow boxing the apocalypse...

And we've all been there right?

(picture me tapping a pencil on my desk)

Some of you have noted the recurrent themes in my...

expression.

So let me tell you, the one you will hear most often from me is this one.

If you haven't been there yet,

sooner or later, you will be.

And I can't emphasize this enough.

It is absolutely the only way this absurd experiment could possibly make any sense.

And why is this single factor of the human experience so important?

(as a point of information, there are strict regulations against such questions being answered directly.)

So one only finds clues.

Nice...

That would be one of them,,, btw.

First we miss the clues.

Then we stumble upon them.

After that, one has little choice but to seek them out.

So.....

That pretty much covers todays topic....

Anyway,

be careful out there,

shadow boxing the apocalypse,

and...

wandering the land.