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and the world would be completly unknown, and i'd a forgot about it. untill one day i woke with a terrible tremmor knowing i did not throw that hand full fo shit at the fan.

well i got this bright idea. 

travis loves his open shutter 

the kitchen of kings 

a fighter for anti-abortions, he served jail time for threats against the clinics. homeless for 10 years he will not give up the fight. his kind heart wishes for me to be born again, however this life i'm not done living. 

reflections on life. taking a walk in shasta, listening to wisdom. thankful. 

eat nails and shit freight trains 4 ever. passion is key here. 

I met a friend she wore pink shoes, oh and how she loves to draw. 

 

"the treeman" this kind gentalman allowed me complete residence with approval from his most gracious wife. For a night we were the best of friends. 

round and round on happy camp road 

morning at magic forest farm 

at the commiune this warrior watches over the crops

 

the house was torn and from the bushes i came softly

 

hi

First post in the ground (modfied)

Loook for the modern travel look at the LINKS UP THERE .... this below is old.... age.
But Never Forget Thanx To My People, Thanx guys, you know you're the TRUE BLUE ROUDY HEROS, and no one is anyone with out.






Hello out there!

To fill you in a little, I am treckin for a spell in hopes of eating random chances and confusing these life occasions into my head and eye then regergating them to you. Later this gibberish will be turned into a photo and skribble book about my jorney and some outlook on the spinning.

A main theme here is to tap into the people of the smaller towns of this great nation, see if I can't find some common groove. Investagate and observate, phototake the candidates and with respect, see if I can't tell why there guts work the way they do.

I do sit in Olmpia WA and my friendlies from way back. Time and distance diminish love only if you let it. The road thus far in the Unsung America trip has led me from "hell in Frisco" to "pound packing hitchhiker" to "a rocky mountain old man" to "train town and tree people" to "train girl" to "mad folks near the river with wine" to "just below heaven" to the "magic forest farm commiune" to here.

I feel fortunaite (that i am not selfcounsiouiouioius about my spelling) when people give me the time of day. I want to spread my findings and mind fillings out all over the place. Well it's late and i've been hitting my head on this keyboard trying to understand the consept of this blog in my pants.

Before I depart into the dark, a list of thanx from a-z, beginning with L. and there is an S. and a T. and an M, and a J, and a P, and many many more. Due to these ninjas I am here. With out eachother we are just a shitty tree falling with no one around.

well.. toodles and rocketships