Good things a comin....

God is the way

growlers and a new buell suit

2 thirds hippie 1 third technical.

working at future fins now. been playing around with fin combo's



try rob machado side fins with a rear am1 black stick. its niceeeee real nice

Go on an adventure.

Live your life.

The core of a mans spirit comes from new experiences


Every minute is the minute to begin it.



Success wants to sleep with happy people .

90 percent of the time is always poetry time

So you know when someone has a physical flaw, and their real insecure about it right? The kinda shit that makes em toss and turn at night ?



And even though every one reassures them that what they believe is far from the truth?

Well I got one of those sad stories at its my sly little gap tooth.





See, like all things traumatizing I didn't notice it at first.

Summer sunday night drinking with the buddies quenching the free spirited thirst.

I should of known it was crazy to believe but its what I honestly thought.

But Their was no school the next day so nothing to be learned but certaintly a lesson to be taught.

I was in some altered state that made me believed I was connected to this planet

and I was recommended to believe such things so I decided to expand it

As this idea metamorphosized and took hold in my heart

but this idea was so romantic and it made me surely sound maybe, poetically smart.



I broke the silence to my friends after not speaking for hours,

Beaming at them like I had seen a million meteor showers.



I spoke to them speedily as inspiration is a punctual friend.

I composed this thought in my head as my voice began to hit send .











The canyon of grand is where her heart broke.

She was Ripped at the seams, my voice quivering with integrity as I reassurily spoke .

But from this pain, there was beauty to be gained.





I could have a few screws loose but bent to my knees from this overwhelming view.

my hands wide open. like the first time on a church pew.



This is where her heart quaked.

The ground shaked.

Her anger flurried. This was the place her soul had came to be buried.



Red rock of her heartlands stretched to meet the sun and the moon.

Located in opposites places in her heart.

All the while I ranted my teeth were growing apart.



The fissure open letting out the truth.

My soul had been broken and I became gap toothed



A elementary space to the one of my home.

Yet my soul had began to open, and I could see there was light to be shown



It felt like the first time you ever tell some one you love her.

Something so perfect and ultimately pure.



That this is the truth in my heart as painful as it seems.

this earth is the women that I had seen in my dreams.

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