So lately I’ve become fascinated by Ravens. Love the birds. They are pretty cool. Um, I will only be posting once a week for a while because I want to spend more time learning new creative skills to see what can be created with more skills. That’s about it. I’ll be doing more hand drawings because they are easier and faster than digital. GOD Bless, enjoy your summer be Blessed and be a Blessing when you can. Stay Humble, Hungry, Healthy, and Happy. Peace. It looks to be a fun summer. GOD, Universe, Muses, thank you. Thanks for everything knowns and unknowns. All Love. Recuerdo.
***Green is a good color. It’s the color of money and blessings. Thank You.
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.
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.
There once was a man. He walked with no plan. He never made it to any destination. He just drifted and wondered from place to place. He wandered, waited and contemplated. But he never risked nor lived his life. He was content and never tryed. At the end when he was in the nursing home he wondered what his life may have been had he the courage to BEGIN. The End.
GOD, Universe, Muses, thanks. Just a short poem for now. Peace. Stay Blessed and less stressed (if you can).
So I always have a series of short stories that pop in my head from time to time. In time I will make them into short films or I may not ever. Either way. Here we go(Slick Rick Bedtime Story Voice):
Virginia was a long time sufferer of worry and addiction. She had been thru several failed relationships and had recently finished another abuse relationship. (Virginia is laying on the bed in a night gown where sweat is dripping from her pores as she sits in a hot humid room staring at the rapidly turning ceiling fan).
Virginia is tired and is started to feel sick. She reached up to her dresser drawer next to her reached for her trusty go to of Relieveaxer(Pill Bottle). She reaches and notices the bottle jumps back from her. She shakes her head and eyes to verify what she just saw. The bottle has a grin on its face. Virginia lunges from her bed towards the pill bottle. This effort fails and now she finds herself crawling on the floor towards the pill bottle who has opened its top and it flexing on her by shaking the pills in his belly. Virginia shakes her head again as she continues in pursuit of the pill bottle. The pill bottle has jumped into the bathroom. Virginia peers into the bathroom listening for the nauseating and intoxicating sound of the rattle of pills. She looks around near the toilet doesn’t see anything. Virginia musters up the courage to pull herself up to the sink level of the bathroom sink. Virginia opens the medicine cabinet above the kitchen sink. Immediately the pill bottle jumps into Virginia’s face and then Virginia and the pill bottle get into a fight damaging the bathroom mirror and causing the soap dispenser to hit the floor. Virginia falls to the floor and the pill bottle runs out of the bathroom. By now Virginia’s urge to cure her remedy has reached climatic-obsession. Virginia foaming at the mouth and badly injured pounds the wood floor in the direction of the pill bottle as it runs into the kitchen. The pill bottle starts to dance near the kitchen counter and then suddenly does a spin move and throws all of its pills into the air causing them to trickle into the sink where the disposal is waiting. Virginia reaches around to grab the fledgling and melting pills when she looks up the pill bottle is near the on/off switch to the disposal. Virginia turns her head side to side in a slow motion trying to convince the pill bottle not to take the action. The pill bottle takes the action as Virginia is pulling away…but its too late. The blades of the disposal have damaged Virginia’s hand and she winces in pain and uses her other hand to grab the bottle by its waist. She applies enough force to crush the pill bottle causing her hand to bleed. Virginia then falls to the floor from pure exhaustion. (In walks speaker narrator, “Addiction is powerful, more powerful than most will ever know!” Narrator walks off. Final shot of Virginia laying with hands on the ground.
**This is a short story that I wrote. That’s it. Peace. GOD, Universe, Muses, thank you for the power of storytelling.
Cowboy Joe showed up and was dancing around and having a Good Ole Tyme. God Blessed you and be grateful. Stay Humble and Hungry and create your Universe. Be a blessing when you can but dont give till your in a bad spot. Take care of yourself and family (1st) then help when you can. Keep dancing mi amigo. Peace.