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Overview
About Me
CURRENT MISSION
create as much music as possible, and to take that one epic photograph that will make a difference in everyone's lives
ABOUT ME
very laid back person, love to laugh have fun, swim camp,travel (which i never get to do)go out for food and drinks, see live music esp; outdoors, i love the summer but its to hot now days, i love the rain and the snow and the fall..ive been a full time musician for about 13 years now through 6 different bands, my current band "parianmountain" acoustic/blues/honkytonk/americana/rock..ive been writing poetry for bout 5 years and short stories and i also write lyrics for my band, i play bass guitar and attempt to play the blues harp..i love all art, and was once a painter.. photography is my second passion next to music ..i love love love old black and white photos..and taking pictures of old buildings and doors .id rather watch a interesting documentary then this jersey shore crap, or old youtube videos of musician interviews and such .. Marlon Brando is a god ..i love certain films a diverse style, from westerns to the deer hunter, good 70`s films,
i have three children and a granddaughter.. Jesse is 22 , Jamie is 21, Britt is 16 and Jamie has a daughter named Lilly bee, she is one and a half years.. Lilly bee is absolutely my life and the most amazing little girl in the world..my children are my life and i wouldn't be here without them.
i am single now after a failed year long relationship..so i want to experience people and life as much as i can, cause you only live once and there's no second shot at it..
always been my dream to travel to europe and asia and to meet people from there..and Tunisia as well...ive traveled all over the u.s.a since i was a young man, and have plans to do alot more.. San Francisco first:)
here are some writes and poems by me:
coffee in tunisia
The smoke from my cigarette unravels its way
along the cracks of the blue door. bouncing off
the top hinge and evanescing into the sunlight
creating a perfectly straight line on the upper half of the stone building.
The shade from our cafe umbrella
prolongs my beginning of the day.
All along the sea.
What day is it i ask. your words serenade "Il est aujourd'hui"
and so i surrender to your symphony of spinning articulating.
I listen intently without moving my eyes.
A German matron mutters something boring
and laughs a little to blatantly.
Harassing the sound of your French smiling
off the tip of your tongue.
speaking poetically and so elegantly.
I glance at the red lipstick
on the rim of your cup.
I cant help but notice how you turn it in circles
when you talk and you smile for every other word.
It mimics my passion, kissing each sip of coffee.
I take a chance through the diamond shapes through the metal table.
as you shift from one leg to another,
smooth shimmer of olive skin below your knee.
It is spiritual, your beauty.
It creatively brings me closer to the sky.
I turn into a Tunisian moon higher than the desert floor.
Watching down on earth and the dunes of sand,
enticing and touching the wind.
un autre univers opened just in time.
I awoke with my eyes wide to musique
below my hostel window.
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Dry Bones
In the valley of the dry bones.
I`m here alone with the stars in the sky all but gone.
Standing at the door of self destruction.
The wind blew with the emotion of my mothers eyes.
I flew into the clouds above the beautiful old trees as i had promised.
I landed and I dropped four pennies into the bush of life.
Walking a path, waiting for it to turn into bullion from the centuries of wars.
But instead I recieved a mockery ,a vision.
A vision of life undeniable and charging
as a Nazi death march, of themselves.
Weaker with every stomp and
synchronised hoof print of
brutality they own in each heart.
The weeping of whales in a drying ocean.
The birds with no feathers.
The sickness in each man.
Mothers with no milk.
I murder the laughter as it tries to exhale through my teeth.
Biting down on each breath.
I agonize with the thought of death.
I would haunt the hungry and feed them
hope and offer them discretion.
And with a compassionate lense, scope
the beauty of whats left of this earth.
Channel it along a ray of acid sunshine
and deliver it unto Gods children.
PHILOSOPHY
trying to live life to the fullest in whatever way i am supposed to
Why I’m on Couchsurfing
COUCHSURFING EXPERIENCE
none yet
Interests
- birds
- arts
- writing
- poetry
- photography
- documentaries
- beauty
- dining
- coffee
- walking
- drinking
- movies
- traveling
- socializing
- music
- live music
- guitar
- blues
- outdoor activities
- camping
- hunting
- swimming
One Amazing Thing I’ve Done
way to many to list haha
Teach, Learn, Share
i share my music and stories with you and you do the same, its all we have right?