The Gig

It's the gig.  It's all there is.  Our body, this physical realm, the invisible electromagnetic fields in between, gravity, all forces known and unknown to man.  It's more than we can perceive, but what we can perceive is happening.  It's what is. Our minds, our experiences, our thoughts, our stories - they are all wrapped … Continue reading The Gig

Smiling Asian Man

Driving over there, view skewed, but clear in the air Vibrations underwheel, and under spirit, nothing to steal We ride on ocean waves, out for ever, take them and don't save Nothing lasts forever, never to late, believe See the one who's smiling, the one riding it with me