One for the other In an onslaught  Of offerings  Depends whose mind  You think you’re in  You want to be in  The quest  Or the keep Finders keepers always  Makes my mind go jeepers Creepers Horror movie treasure hunt Doesn’t somehow sound as Appealing as  Find your life’s treasure  Hidden in pulsingly bright  Plain sight 

On this day

A lot has happened. In 1992, Hurricane Iniki struck the island of Kaua’i, the day after we had returned from an aborted kayaking trip for Eric’s birthday on the Big Island of Hawaii. We had camped in an area where the spirits migrated up the valley, and there was an other-worldly hum to the place. […]


couldn’t even fucking unite us, what the fuck am I gonna do? I’m adopted  Have no cluenwhomormwhat  Have no Clue Who Or  What  I came From Motherfuckah And so  There’s that Resume  mad men Next  Game of thrones HillRy or DT would be fools not to consult me I’ve got absolutely nothing to lose Limhave  […]