Greetings My Friends

My devoted Jesture

Love and Art, when I look back on  my life, it's not I don't want to see things exactly as they are, but I get myself in the worst situations.

~Art’s Friends~ Today, I accept all my friends and they come from near and far - shapes, colors, sizes...

There's something heroic, magical, majestic about the way my friends operate. They’re so nice, strong, precise and yet delicate as a rose.

They are Kings, Queens, Princes, Gods and Goddesses writing the history of their experience and people. It's their prolific nature that both creates and procures what will later be perceived as "OUR LEGACY." So, the real truth about Art’s lies in his sentiment and to his friends who writes the history of the kingdom in which we all belong, while Art is just a devoted Jester.

Intelligent, intellectual, free thinking people who can think for themselves are so pure and sexy. Are there better words or compliments, in work and play? Beauties, all my hair needs is  some good butter and red ochre.

It is in the theory of this perception we have established our bond. Or, is it a lie, I should say, for which we kill?

We are nothing without our image, our projection, our spiritual awareness of who we perceive ourselves to be and to become.

I thank God for all my safe travels to date, the experiences, adventures and divine purpose of it all!

Now, you know who (((your inner voice))) really is and from whence it comes!!!

(((your inner voice.com

Is mating and looking for a mate...

A fool

Firewerks