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.