My Garden Of Eden

Aloha and Ma-halo, I See Recent Blooms, and Realize, That I Live In A Visual Panorama of Beautiful Color, and Heavenly Scent. The Sound Of The Ocean, and The Whisper Of The Sea, Is What Truly Represents My Home, To Me. No Snakes, Except The Human Kind. Rats and Mice That Rob At Night, And Mongoose That Kill Your Chicken and Ducks, In The Daytime, Bad Luck. People Mirror Those Animals Behavior, Until They Realize, Peace and Pleasure Live In The Same Space. War and Pain Live On The Same Uninvolved Plane Going No Where. Stop The War Inside Of You. Stop Crime and Your Other Bad Behavior. Re-Educate Daily, And Learn To Love. Our Children Are All The Children. Our Elderly Are All The Elderly. Our Wounded, Sick, and Disabled Are Equal To All Benefits and Appeal Processes. We Assemble A New Form Of Government That Becomes An Assembly Of Representatives For 4 Years Only, With Gov't Service Enabled For 12 Years Only. Military and Security Services Included. Influence Pedaling, Solicitation, Promotion, and Lobbyist Behavior Forbidden. Think Global, Act Local. All Environmental Problems Are Caused By Our Indifference and Inability To Clean It Up, Faster Then We Destroy It. Cancer Cures Are Age Old Remedies Like “NONI” and Hemp Oil. The Drugs That Keep People Alive Are Very Expensive Chemicals With Patents. The Recipe Is Unavailable For Individual Interpretation. Overpopulation and Continuance Of A Money System That Only Works For The Task Masters and Wage Slave Bosses of The Service Industry. Replenishment Of Natural Resources That Have Fruit and Oxygen Benefits Everyone. Start A Garden Of Your Own. When You Harvest, Share The Wealth, and Share The Joy. It Is Beautiful Today In This Garden Of Eden, This Holy Land, This Promised Land That I Know. ALOHA

AN INTRODUCTION INTO HARMONIC DISCHORD

I Have Never “Got It, with the norm, acceptable, social-go, community on a 1 to 1 level of inter-active behavior's. I rather use a device. My last outing involved a scenic drive, and the (motor-mouth) I wanted to influence destroyed the vibe with tales of woe, and misery. All around you, everyday are the constant nay-Sayers, negative vibe individuals, that won't allow the influence, of any other perspective, lifestyle, ambition, or compassion for the human condition. I know I am responsible for influencing Him a little from His Paranoid, Armageddon, Vietnam Veteran Physcotic Act of Micro-Chips in His Body That He Wants Removed Self. He Started Creating “ART”a few erratic moments on canvas, and a small carving that is childlike and left him scarred by self mutilation with the very sharp carving knives that he, “drip dried” until those cuts stopped bleeding. He is an ancient Warrior at 65, but relives the insanity of War Everyday. The Gov. gives Him $3,000 a month for 100% disability and without counsel He is fed upon by predators, that he finds amusing. I can't allow him into My space, because the aftermath resolution is a reversal of My Outlook. I spent 2 hours with him on the 4th of July as a Humble Act Of Kindness For A Soldier. I have Spent 72 hrs. Depressed, Because Of The Experience. I Think We Should Have Equal Rights, and I Believe Padded Cells Are A Good Thing For Some Of Our More Aggressive Inmates, In This Prison Population Of The Big Island Hawaii. Now, That I've Been Influenced and Brainwashed By A Nutcase, I Will Paint “Abstracts”to Vent and Express and Transform Those Emotions Upon Canvas. I Need A Large Canvas.......From Scratch I Will Build This Project That Will Transform Emotions Into Colors, That Collide and Explode, As Many Universes & Cultures Do Right Here In The Middle Of The Pacific Ocean, On The Big Island Hawaii. Beauty Created From The Fiery Logic Of A War Veteran Whom Spent 5 Tours Of Duty, That Destroyed All Sensitivity Toward Others Non- Involvement Status, With A Constant Battering Of Hellish Information Of “WAR”Reality As Displayed By Him. The Unknown Soldier. NAMASTAY

These are the Golden Years. Scary Crap Is Discussed As A Matter Of Fact In A Primary Introduction When Meeting Any Old People. You Can Expect At Least Sixty References To Dead people and The Way They Died. “Get Your Ducks In A Row”! Seems to be the Heralds Cry. Next is Religious and Political Hell Discussions, and the availability of free food locations, coupons, and The Name of The Best Cardiologist. Wearing All Their Gold and Diamonds, Claiming Poverty. Now I Know Why, I Stay Home and in My Studio, Creating Images. I Need an Illusion of Self. I am Fulfilled and Satisfied when I acquire a canvas, pigments, Licquin, unusual tools for application, and subject material too deep to understand, by Me. I Paint By Intention. I interject information that communicates with The Core, to Spark Consciousness, for the slightest of moments. The Rule of Cause and Effect remains True, and A Ripple In The Universe Can Become A Wave. I am a ripple receding into a drop of pure water. So, What Changes Mankind and His Constant Fear, That He Has The Need To Create Weapons Of Mass Destruction? Education and Realization That You Can Have A Constant State Of Pleasure, living in Peace, Harmony, While Mana falls From Heaven Would Be Ideal, Right? Well, if You Live In America, Become Disabled, Receive Food Stamps, Financial and Medical From The V.A., and then a Rent Subsidy from H.U.D. You Exist in Paradise while enjoying modern convenience on an active volcano in the middle of the Pacific with Internet Connectivity. I Live feet away from the ocean at a Resort Hotel and have a storage facility a mile away. I drive a small car that gets 40 miles per gallon and have only 1 vice = crazy women. I always have been a magnet for them until I recently advertized my “Gay Pride” alliance. I did so because I care for people. My Family Doesn't Believe In Human Rights. I hope that the 240 immediate members of my family will reconcile their differences and learn to encourage communication, and higher ideals that include, “Compassion” in their lives. I can only recommend, because I have been ostracized by The Entire Family. I Think My Painting Will Show The Absolute Pain and Pleasure of This Wonderful Life. I Thought Some Of Those Children That Came From My Loins Would Eventually Hate Me Less, But I Was Mistaken. Last Time I Spent With Any Of Them In Conversation Led Me To Believe It Was The Last. It Makes Me Laugh That I am So Lucky To Have Missed All Those Insignificant Moments as Well as The Important One's, Like Shitty Diapers, Bad Grades at School, Their Rape, Theft, Violent Experiences with each other, and the endless brain washing from those practicing Witches I Got pregnant. Practicing Witches with Covens, and 1 with “The White Star Church” in Wisconsin, Where She Talks To Dead People To Get Money From Their Loved Ones and sells potions and salves that will heal warts and soothe STD's until you can find a legitimate Doctor. Rev. Mary Larsen Taylor, Mary Nugent, Janet Lamb Secchi, all shared My seed and poisoned my children s minds to believe I am the Baddest of The Bad, and The “Wurst” Doomed To The Farthest Reaches Of Hell. My Grand kids hold me in awe, Like Satan, or The Boogie Man. They are instructed to never look at My picture or they might get “The Bug”. A Lifetime of Travel, Music, and Dance without a dime or a need in the world. Food .Stamp and Welfare Gypsy's. It Is Their Journeys That made The Latest Fads, Dress, and Design Industries Flourish, because they represent The Pulse, and spread the word of The Latest and Greatest In A Cultural Exchange Of Food, Beverage, Music, and Dance for Centuries. Now-days Gatherings Are Regulated and Controlled With Permits By County and State Levels That Make It Illegal To Congregate Without. I Have been Invited to Display 50 Large Format Images Flat On The Newly Formed Surface Created By The Live Volcano On Which I Live. My Guests will Be Allowed To Walk, Dance, Roll, and make Love Upon while I Play an Acoustic Guitar and Sing Songs Of My Youthful Meanderings. Ecological Rock and Roll, Apologies To Future Generations, Dance With Me.................Take A Day Off And Start A New Beginning. Live Local and Think Global. Stop Government From Invasion Of Privacy, and Regulating Control Of The Internet. Our Beaches Close At Sunset and Parks Close 7p.m. With Alcohol Consumption at the Beach A Crime. Any Street Vendor That Is Fighting For Survival Should Be Allowed To Make Up To A Certain Amount. You Could Go To Jail Hustling Diaper Money With Shells strung on some fish line to a Tourist. Wus Up Wid Dat? Surfs Up. Gotta Go Jelly Bean, The Beauty Of Hawaii calls To Me.