‘It’s important to be kind. You can’t know all the times that you’ve hurt people in tiny, significant ways. It’s easy to be cruel without meaning to be. There’s nothing you can do about that. But you can choose to be kind. Be kind.’
-Some little old lady

"Art is not a thing; it is a way."
-Elbert Hubbard

"Shared pain is lessened. Shared joy, increased; thus do we refute entropy."
-Spider Robinson

"Think where man's glory most begins and ends, and say my glory was I had such friends."
-William Butler Yeats

"If music be the food of love, play on."
-William Shakespeare

"Art is an accomplice of love."

[09:12] Zidders Roofurry (zidaya.zenovka): goggles are just sunglasses with an attitude.
[09:12] Drakiah (drakiah.palen): sunglasses with ALTITUDE

“When you make music or write or create, it’s really your job to have mind-blowing, irresponsible, condomless sex with whatever idea it is you’re writing about at the time. ” ― Lady Gaga

Best friends are  Silverrat  Silver-Linings and  Pantra
Roomies:  Kurzar and  Kataugh

On a perpetual walkabout. Always hopping from place to another while doing my best to gain wisdom from each being and circumstance I encounter. This universe provides some of the most surprising and at times beautiful experiences.

The stars-our hopes and dreams-may seem so distant yet every moment we reach towards them, some part of their light trickles down and touches us, inspires us, causes us to keep reaching. The thrum of a digirido-powerful, deep, rhythmic, primal, ancient-allows us to let free the music trapped within us. This is why I chose roo. They are a very poetic creature.

I'm the animal cracker you find in your box of crackerjacks. Unexpected, delicious, at times weird and one in a million.

I'm not a famous writer who inspires trends
but my words are good. They've earned me friends.
I don't need fame or fortune. I have wealth beyond measure.
I'm rich in spirit for it's love I most treasure.

My the dice roll fair, the loot be rare and the fun that's shared be beyond compare.

We are only pilgrims and passengers amid a world of illusion. We are like mists and fog. We appear for a little while and all too soon fade and dissipate. So love most and hate least. We're all we have.