Not posting as often because I need to learn some new skills so I don’t produce subpar work. But that’s all for now. Be safe. Stay Humble, Hungry, Healthy, and Happy. Be Blessed and be a Blessing when you can. Enjoy this memorial day weekend. Thank you to all who serve, will serve, and have served. Maybe I’ll be making a short animated cartoon…(GOD-willing) maybe not. For now going to keep writing more screenplays and film concepts. Thanks GOD, Universe, Muses for the continual flow of intellectual property and gifts and ideas and insights. Now may I be shown the way to monetize them without selling out the GIFT. In time everything. Peace. Thank You all who have helped knowns and unknowns. (In Jamaica accent….BIG UPS!)
Just doing some light reading. Leave this quote here. W.E.B. Du Bois:
I believe in Liberty for all men: the space to stretch their arms and their souls, the right to breathe and the right to vote, the freedom to choose their friends, enjoy the sunshine, and ride on the railroads, uncursed by color; thinking, dreaming, working as they will in a kingdom of beauty and love.
GOD, Universe, Muses, thanks, I tryed to draw a Lambo but it didn’t come out right. Back to the drawing board again. Peace. Stay Humble, Hungry, Healthy, and Happy.
I was reading about the Buffalo Soldiers in Yosemite Valley the other day. Pretty interesting that’s all. Well stay Humble, Hungry, Healthy, and Happy. Shout out to Loma Linda Children’s Hospital for the awesome work they do on a daily basis. GOD, Universe, Muses, thanks.
Caliphant the great is a character that was drummed up today while doodling. I was trying to draw a steam punk elephant and then this emerged. So grateful to live in the beautiful state of California. It’s not perfect…but neither are U. With that said Caliphant story is she goes up and down the Coast helping solve disputes and showing both sides of conflicts the others arguments. Some sides can’t be negotiated with (she leaves those situations) such is life. Stay Humble, Hungry, Healthy, and Happy. Be a Blessing when you can. Happy Mother’s Day to all the Mother’s of California, United States, and the World. Peace.
SnailyLuck was an image that happened to be expressed while doing my daily draw. So Enjoy. Don’t take any of your blessings for granted. Thank You, Thank You, Thank You, to all who helped me and family past, present and future. Grateful Heart. (I just want to say “Thank You” in Stevie Wonder voice. That’s it. GOD, Universe, Muses, thanks. Stay Humble, Hungry, Happy, and Healthy. Peace.
This was a image that was produced when I started to doodle this morning. Stay up and Love and Life your life. Stay Humble, Hungry, Healthy, and Happy. Stay Balanced. KEep creating and be grateful. GOD, Universe, Muses, thank you. GOD1.
So I woke up this morning and saw this device that spun to keep you on top of the water and then there was a rotor blade that was under water that propelled you forward and you could basically walk on water with this device. Pretty Cool. Oh, Well, GOD, Universe, Muses, thanks. Hopefully the company and create this product or toy someday. Such is life. Hopefully everyone had a great weekend. Peace.
Barry Price is woken up out of his restful sleep to loud clamoring and several clenched hands grabbing him by the shirt. Barry is fighting and yelling as he is dragged by the mob out of the wooden antique floors and onto the dry broken unpaved road. “Barry Price pay the Price, Barry Price pay the price. The mob chants louder and louder and louder. You candy bar stealer. You thief. Barry Price pay the price as one throws gas. Barry still half a sleep begins to ponder candy bars. I’ve never stolen a candy bar. As Barry is hosted up on the hangman’s noose he struggles harder. Hey you have got the wrong guy. Barry’s voice is muffled against the violent mob yelling, “Barry Price pay the price.” Barry looks out into the unruly mob looking for one reasoning person to plead with. Just then a match is lit. Barry Price is burning and hanging from the noose. Barry Price pay the price the mob Chants. After the smell of burning flesh and angry sentiment has settled down the main agitator says, Ooops it looks like there was a typo on the spelling of the name is was Larry Rice in the next town over. The crowd in shock looks at Barry. Then as the crowd dispurses well he did something to deserve that. The narrator walks in…you have just witnessed the power of mob rule, mob rule or justice rule, you choose. Walks off.
**GOD, Universe, Muses, thank you. Be Blessed. This is a story a fiction based story.