From Prison to Paradise

I saw this guy in South Africa... Blew my head wide open! David Icke about the ancient history, the reptilians, the Illuminati bloodlines, Mars, child abuse and mind control.

Terror Storm

Watch this stuff to have your mind blown open!	The just-released offering from Alex Jones exposing the phony terrorism herding techniques employed by our so-called representatives in government to further their agenda of control through enslavement.

Hans in Seattle

Life Rolls Onward...

Life here in the Bay Area of San Francisco is un-like that of anywhere in the States. I would not trade it for anywhere in the world... except maybe Cape Town South Africa. The speed of life here is brisk, slower than some and faster than others. The weather is fantastic, the last few days have been in the 70' and we get some good cold snaps for good measure. The people mostly claim to be liberal minded, except for the occasional, Michael Savage DJ, SUV or other vehicle driving down Highway 101, plastered with Bush loves Cheney stickers. We have Santa Cruz to the south of us, Berkeley and Oaktown to the east and Marin to the north. For all of our fantastic geographic attributes, as a whole society of people we're a bunch of citizens with duct tape across our mouths, and anchors on our souls. I say this because, many of us claim to be the offspring to the rebels of the 60's that stopped the war in Vietnam and pressed to have Nixon impeached for illegally spying on our people. We San Franciscan Californians as a whole are some peace of work. We pass internet petitions to impeach the bastard in the white house and talk amongst our friends and family about how much we hate the way the country is being driven into the pits of hell... and yet, as a whole we have gotten lazy and complacent and are not taking our passion to fix the problem to the streets of America and stirring up some serious shit. We need to organize a cavalcade across the nation, a hundred busses or so, would do fine, and take the facts we know about our government to the little towns across America and wake up some of those sleeping minds to truth. And those that do catch on in these little American towns will pay the message forward in their communities and demand an explanation to the lies that the media and government has fed them! This Bay Area has to surface from its bubble and roar, so other like minded communities will do the same. We all need to run for some sort of government office in a republican area, we need to study the mind and soul Che Guevara, take up arms as the Black Panthers did in the 60's, shout out our dreams in the streets as Dr. King did, and become truly a united people against the fascist bastards.... I am done talking... I am taking action. The time to do has arrived. The first thing I am going to do is tell every right wing bastard I run into and know just how full of shit they are! I think that's a good place to start. And from there, the freaks can choose to listen or get their asses kicked! WOW! This rant felt good. I guess I am sick of living under the rule of thieves and murders and I am not going to take it ever again.

'The world is a dangerous place, not because of those who do evil, but because of those who look on and do nothing.' - Albert Einstein

These Holiday Days Make Me Think....

This time of year never seems to bring out the good in mankind in this country. I observe people all over the place, shopping malls, supermarkets, cinemas and various other places society gathers for the Christmas Holidays and they all seem to be rushed and very stressed out. Many of them get violent and suicidal during this time of year. They do not seem to be in a giving or spiritual state for the most part. People are actually arguing about what to call this time of year, “Christmas, The Holidays, or what ever suits a race or religion.” I wonder if Christ would be happy with how we celebrate his birthday? I somehow doubt it! If I could have my way, I would make everyone of us that celebrates Christmas, pick a day in December and make a personal to pledge to spend that day walking in the footsteps of Jesus. That day would be used to live our lives as if we were Jesus himself. I think he’d like that a lot!

The best Christmas I have in my memory was about 15 years ago. I was walking on a beach in Africa with two of my best friends. It was early morning and the sea was fully alive with seagulls above us and dolphins jumping to greet the morning sun. My friend Theo turned to me and said, “ I think it’s Christmas today!” It was indeed X-Mass, however, in the process of living life to the fullest, it had slipped all of our minds what day it was; making that particular Christmas day, just another wonderful day to be alive.

"Christmas is an awfulness that compares favorably with the great London plague and fire of 1665-66. No one escapes the feelings of mortal dejection, inadequacy, frustration, loneliness, guilt and pity. No one escapes feeling used by society, by religion, by friends and relatives, by the utterly artifical responsiblities of extending false greetings, sending banal cards, reciprocating unsolicated gifts, going to dull parties, putting up with acquaintances and family one avoids all the rest of the year...in short, of being brutalized by a 'holiday' that has lost virtually all of its original meanings and has become a merchandising ploy for color tv set manufacturers and ravagers of the woodlands." ~ Harlan Ellison

The Bush Freak... Seen By All at Last!

I am most happy that King George of North America (AKA Our Version of the Wizard of OZ) has lost his fancy clothes and now stands naked, to be seen by all, even by his own minions, as the evil toad that he is!

I have completed my state exams! I was getting tired of being peered at by those strange looking proctors, that carry that heavy aura of suspicion every where they go. Now I will use this new license of mine to start a home business so I am able to spend more time with my little lovely incredible boys. Make more movies. And resume my world travels. YES! And I will begin to pick up the pace on this Blog a bit too.

This Blog has me a tad confounded in what it is or is becoming. I sometimes, as a form of spiritual release, take to a political or social rant with my writings here. Or I reminisce of the past, with a memory or story. I have tried to keep away from this being an on line journal and go to somplace of creativity and fun. Anyway, I will in the next three months hone in on something creative on this Blog that will even surprise and astound me! Hahahaha!

Really changing the subject, I have recently opened a door in my life that has been closed for well over a year now. And the opening of this proverbial door has let a flood of energy, love and power into my life that I have missed terribly. My shouts of “It’s GREAT to be Alive” now come from a feeling of loving life and all it has to offer. Now the trick is to hold on to this pony and ride it for all it’s worth…. Yippee yi yeh!

Maybe “The Woman on The Verge” will inspire me to do the 100 thing?

"Tragedy blows through your life like a tornado, uprooting everything, creating chaos. You wait for the dust to settle, and then you choose. You can live in the wreckage and pretend it's still the mansion you remember. Or you can crawl from the rubble and slowly rebuild." ~ Kristen Bell, as "Veronica Mars"

Time

My free time to write on my blog is limited these days... have these crazy state exams that are cracking my brain (they end on August 10th... I hope) and my new movie project has me a bit obsessed as well... So I thought I'd just throw up a Pic of me, My Son Cole and my new God Son Verdan.... Just so the Woman on the Verge, does not think her fine teaching was in vain!

"The man who has no imagination has no wings."
Muhammad Ali

Love

I am feeling a bit sentimental after a few weeks in Europe. I returned a few days ago from a little trek across Spain and Portugal where I visited family and old friends. The trip made me reflect on my, role as a father, career, family and mostly what love is to this 43 year old man traveling his path on earth.

I guess if I was to tell someone about my life today, I would do it in a way that would make them think me a brave, noble, happy and independent man. But that would be a load of shit because to be all those things I would need to know, give and feel more love than I now do. Even saying the word make me feel a little strange, even when I know deep inside that's all that really matters at the end of the day.

All of my life, my romantic notions made me think love was a kind of voluntary enslavement. Well... that's a freaking big ass lie, because, freedom only exists when love is there to support it. The one that gives him or herself over entirely to their lover is the winner and the freest. And the man or woman who finds it within them to love fully, feels free.

Regardless of what I experience, do or learn... not a damned thing makes sense sometimes. I hope this time I am going through passes soon, or my sentiments may just drive me over the edge. I need to resume my search for who I am... in the form of a woman who understands me and does not make me suffer.

Jeeze, what the hell am I writing? When in love, no one can harm anyone else, we are all responsible for our own feelings and can not blame someone else for what we feel.

It hurt like hell as I lost each of the various women I fell in love with thus far in my life. However I am now convinced that no one loses anyone, because no one owns anyone!

And this I think is the true experience of FREEDOM: having the most important thing in the world (LOVE) without owning it...

"When the power of love overcomes the love of power the world will finally know peace." ~ Jimi Hendrix