What are Artists?

I guess with most great artists comes a tortured soul of some sort. The REAL good ones are seasoned with broken hearts, shattered dreams and mental illness. If they don’t create or allow themselves the freedom of Self Expression, they end up lost or dead or worse, sucked onto the Hamster Wheel of Society, running for their lives like corporate slaves to the pre-designed culture… on the great wheel of death and taxes…debt, TV, mortgage, kids, spouse, Fear, family obligations, keeping a human contained and enslaved lifetime after lifetime.

The artist has the audacity to say NO to the system, they find a way to bring back what is missing, and that is The Spirit of us all. Artists remind us of why we ARE here on this planet after all, and what makes life so very much worth living. They live rocky lives so they can remind themselves, and along their self discovery, we find personal truths within their beauty of self expression.

I guess this is what my life is about right now. Being a torch singer can be hard on the heart. I just am tired of being so friggin tortured, maybe I need a break from singing such sad songs for awhile. Maybe “Longing” is getting boring for me. I’m feeling like adventure is afoot in my soul and I need to set sail for some new sort of living. Maybe become a gypsy for awhile and live in between the cracks. Become an observer of beauty and life for awhile.

Like a hidden butterfly on the wall of the world.

I'm Glad I'm Immature For My Age...

I walked by a window and saw myself today. It was the first time I stopped and saw a middle aged women in the reflection smiling back at me and I didn't look away, I just stood there and smiled. It felt weird because I'm still 22 inside.

I felt a lot better when I walked to my car...



I'm thankful to be alive.

Chinese New Year May Be Dangerous....

I don't know if this is just a sick coincidence but,

2007 - Chinese year of the Chicken - Bird Flu Pandemic devastates parts of Asia

2008 - Chinese year of the Horse - Equine Influenza decimates Australian racing

2009 - Chinese year of the Pig - Swine Flu Pandemic kills hundreds of pigs around the globe.

Has any one else noticed this? It gets worse, next year ......

2010 - Chinese year of the Cock - what could possibly go wrong?

Tom Kennedy Lives Forever In Us!

He died
on my comforting beach
my favorite secret escape
from the city
my kite flying childhood cherished beach
he must have felt the same love for those waves
for the sun
and how it would set so deliciously
on those perfect Sundays

He died on a day that signifies rising from the dead
Doing something he loved
He lives forever in us.

Tom Kennedy? ... Our Tom Kennedy?

Tom Kennedy... whose websites & videos I have posted all over Really Weird Stuff.Com for years, who I have had the biggest crush on for years, who has been one of the most inspiring political activists, artists, creative genius’s and adorable knuckleheads in the bay area went body surfing on Ocean Beach in San Francisco yesterday and drowned?

I really can't believe it is true, I'm still in shock. So young... I am so sick. We were just in an art car caravan in the Castro….this can't be true? http://www.sfexaminer.com/local/Ocean-Beach-drowning-victim-a-pillar-in-local-art-community-42935317.html

All I ask....

Do you remember when...

I was seven and you were eight, and we were playing hide and seek and wandered far away from the other kids. We ended up beneath a willow tree, and you asked me if I wanted to play doctor and I said, "okay!" So you said you needed to examine me, so I pulled up the skirt on my pink polka-dotted dress, and pulled down my panties and you looked very carefully to make sure that I wasn't sick. And then I was the doctor and you pulled down your shorts and underwear and I stared, amazed to see how different you were...

And do you remember your hand between my legs when I was your childhood sweetheart and we were necking in the back of a '57 Chevy? I was a good Catholic girl, so we never had intercourse, but after a lot of petting and promises, you could pretty much touch me wherever you wanted, though I never took my clothes off. Your hands would slip beneath my white blouse and push my bra off my firm young breasts and sometimes I'd let you unbutton the blouse so that you could suck on the dark pink nipples while your fingers slid beneath white cotton panties to the thick swatch of blond hair and then up and inside me, and we were trying so hard to be quiet even though we were up at Lookout Point and the only people around were other couples in other cars doing exactly what we were doing...

Or maybe you don't like me as a blonde. Maybe you prefer me as your wife, with sweet brown curls and a surprisingly wicked streak. You like me whispering suggestions in your ear, "Let me touch you, let me suck you, let me lick your cock, your balls, your asshole...call me your little girl and I'll call you daddy...call me your slut, your whore, whatever you like but please fuck me now -- I'll beg you if you want, oh yes..."

Would you prefer to beg? Me with flowing auburn hair down to my butt and green eyes and all in black. A black leather bodice laced tight so my breasts overflowed at the top, and black leather pants with the crotch cut out and black boots with five-inch spike heels and a nine-tailed cat in my hands, its soft leather aching for your back. I'd have you on your knees beneath me, begging for a chance to please your mistress, and I'd slap your face saying, "Who gave you permission to speak, little boy?! You only open your mouth when I say you do, understand? And now I want you to use it, crawl over here and lick me like you mean it." And when you do, I will get angry, and say you aren't doing a good job, and the cat will rain blows on your naked back and you will kneel there, silently begging with your eyes and trying not to scream...

I can be everything your heart desires -- everything your groin demands. And all I ask is that you never expect me to fold the laundry.

The Obama Deception ~ Full length version

MUST SEE Video HERE:

Lisa & English Dave's Wedding Cake Cutting Video...

I have some pretty funny friends....

Inaugural Kick Off Day...

Same Game, New Quarterback...

Intelligent friends that I know are doing back flips at the thought of a new Democratic President, but for the objective thinking folks out there yes it's a huge breakthrough for the racism that needs to be put to rest in this country, and this is a new day indeed where that is concerned.

But dear world I implore you.. what is with this, "Oh I hope he can save us crap?" Do you still believe that the US president runs the country? Whether you are aware of it or not, there are waring power hungry factions fighting one another behind the scenes over who gets to control - YOU.

The short of it is that humans have been manipulated on many levels for who knows how many thousands of years. What the control freaks behind the curtain don't want you to know is:

1. You out number them.
2. You are more powerful then you realize.
3. You create your world with every thought, and belief and action.

If you REALLY want change, STOP THINKING YOU NEED TO BE SAVED!!!! Big Daddy Government, Big Daddy Religion have been controlling you for too long. Pick yourself up and grow something, build something, create something for yourselves and your community.

When you REALLY need help, it will be there when you reach out to your divine connection. However you do that is up to you.

When you give up your personal independence in order to "Be Protected" you give up your free will. The BIG SECRET that has been hidden from you and is being kept from your awareness at all costs is that YOU ARE AN INFINITE POWERFUL IMMORTAL BEING OF DIVINE LIGHT.

When you remember this, who you REALLY ARE... you will no longer live in fear of death. You will change and so will the world, for the better. Your inner eyes will open and you will see what and who you are. The hope you are looking for in your saviours - is within yourselves. We are awaking from a long slumber. It is time to stand up and shine.

I had the weirdest dream last night...

I was sitting in a lounge chair at a school in some other time and place. I took a drink of something then laid back and put on a pair of special glasses. As soon as I relaxed a full experiential movie began, and I experienced being born as a baby girl….it was this life, as myself now.

What was most interesting though, was at night time when I was “Asleep” here in the experiential movie, I in the Reality where I laying down in the class, was able to take off the glasses and reflect upon what I was learning ask questions and anticipate on what was going to happen next in the class.

When I returned to the lounge chair, sipped from the glass and placed the glasses back on my face, I would go back into this experiential movie experience and overtime I would forget who I was and get caught up in it. I guess graduation would be death, but that I’m not sure of.

It seems very Real the sense that I am somewhere else just experiencing this personality of Tré Taylor.

Have you ever had this feeling before?

Cold Remedy Cocktail

Geez... everybody I know is down with the sickness this week.



I'm hoping you have a great reason to be sick as hell. If you don't, I suggest you start drinking laborious amounts of Jägermeister immediately.

Get well soon, or at least the day after tomorrow.

xxoo

III

Did you hear about the dyslexic devil worshipper who sold his soul to Santa?

San Francisco's Street Pathological Citizens Awards...

San Francisco is an amazing place to work, there is so much to do and see and experience. I love the sites, the restaurants and most of all the people.

Some of the most talented, bizzare and amazing folks from all over the world come to San Francisco and never leave. I am particularly fond of our famous street pathological citizens, these three are close to my heart...

1. There is a guy here in the Financial District that brings his keyboard out around noon everyday and plays it as loud and as horibbly as possible. I dropped a dollar in his bucket one day and he then smiled at me and played a perfectly classic beautiful rendition of Beethoven's 5th Symphony. Brilliant! Who ever you are... I love you man!

2. Of course there is Frank Chu... of "12 Galaxies" - I bought him a beer once. He talked my ear off. He is a man with a mission. Keep up the good work Frank!
Ya Gotta Love Frank, check him out here...




3. The Famous Fisherman's Wharf David Johnson "The Bush Man" is one of my favorite brilliant street performing locals. Check out this video to get an idea why...



xxoooxxxooo

III

Classic VW Art Car Blues...

I have super bad news... : (

I took out a loan and just had the transmission, clutch & brakes replaced on the bus...Just when I thought she was purring happy and finally fixed...one week later she hoarked a piston and now I have lost the engine. I wish the mechanic would have caught that little detail before she crapped out on me. At least she didn't catch fire. That's what happens when you fall in love with a classic car, with an attitude.

The rebuild is going to cost something like $3900 to do (I thought this was a little high, I'm getting a second opinion/quote soon)...so it looks like the Fahrvernpussy will be hanging in the driveway until I can find a VW bus mechanic who can work on her (Hell, there may be a creative artcar fundrasier down the road... : )

I need to get some other little set of wheels in the meantime...Something hideous but runs great! Like a reiliable granny car. Looks like another little artcar may be brewing... one that is reliable.

Holiday Eating Etiquette

1. Avoid carrot sticks. Anyone who puts carrots on a holiday buffet table knows nothing of the Christmas spirit. In fact, if you see carrots, leave immediately. Go next door, where they're serving rum balls.

2. Drink as much eggnog as you can. And quickly. It's rare. You cannot find it any other time of year but now. So drink up! Who cares that it has 10,000 calories in every sip? It's not as if you're going to turn into an eggnog-alcoholic or something. It's a treat. Enjoy it. Have one for me. Have two. It's later than you think. It's Christmas!

3. If something comes with gravy, use it. That's the whole point of gravy. Gravy does not stand alone. Pour it on. Make a volcano out of your mashed potatoes. Fill it with gravy. Eat the volcano. Repeat.

4. As for mashed potatoes, always ask if they're made with skim milk or whole milk. If it's skim, pass. Why bother? It's like buying a sports car with an automatic transmission.

5. Do not have a snack before going to a party in an effort to control your eating. The whole point of going to a Christmas party is to eat other people's food for free. Lots of it. Hello!?!?

6. Under no circumstances should you exercise between now and New Year's. You can do that in January when you have nothing else to do. This is the time for long naps, which you'll need after circling the buffet table while carrying a 10-pound plate of food and that vat of eggnog.

7. If you come across something really good at a buffet table, like frosted Christmas cookies in the shape and size of Santa, position yourself near them and don't budge. Have as many as you can before becoming the center of attention. They're like a beautiful pair of shoes. If you leave them behind, you're never going to see them again.

8. Same for pies. Apple, Pumpkin, Mincemeat. Have a slice of each. Or if you don't like mincemeat, have two apples and one pumpkin. Always have three. When else do you get to have more than one dessert? Labor Day?

9. Did someone mention fruitcake? Granted, it's loaded with the mandatory celebratory calories, but avoid it at all cost. I mean, have some standards.

10. One final tip: If you don't feel terrible when you leave the party or get up from the table, you haven't been paying attention. Re-read tips; start over, but hurry, January is just around the corner.

Remember this motto to live by:"Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming "WOO HOO what a ride!

"Have a great holiday season

Who'da Thunk?

It's nice to know someone's "Wife" is reading this new silly little blog...

I wish you both as much freedom...
love...
and joy..
as you can withstand.

CONGRADULATIONS?

Happy Thanksbacon!

Is Bacon Good with Everything?

The Fahrvernpüssy Lounge VW Art Car Logo

For those of you who haven't seen my art car "The Fahrvernpüssy Lounge"... here is the logo I am fooling around with... I'm putting this on the front spare tire cover of the bus, and maybe some T- Shirts for next years Artcar Fest. What do you think of this? Click logo for closer look....

The caption should read somthing like.....
Fahrvernpüssy, "Driving Purring Pussy Pleasure."

What saying's can you come up with?

A New Day for Southern Pie...

I hope that some old black man in the south who has been treated like shit for years gives it to some whitey republican asshole today...

"Shut your Republican American Pie hole, we have a Black President Now."

Election Night 2008...

I don't own a television. I decided to end my "Programming" after my departure from North Berkeley. I don't need to even watch the news online... It is no shock that U.S. Presidents aren't elected in this country for as much as we wish they were. They are appointed.

The J.F.K. karmic echo smells like Barack Obama. Wow, his initials are "B.O." It would be cool if his middle name was Roscoe, "B.R.O.?" That would be too krunk. His actual name is Barack Hussein Obama II. That can't be good. Who knows McCain could be the guy, they are still counting ballots... let's see what Florida comes up with this time.

I didn't vote for Obama or McCain, they both have attended Bilderberg meetings. Yet when you think of who would be president if either were assassinated, which Vice President would you want in their stead? Think about it. Who is less embarrassing?

The only presidential candidate for 2008 I would be proud to speak for my country is Senator Ron Paul. Getting rid of the Federal Reserve Bank Cartel was the greatest idea ever!

I voted for him.

MUST SEE! Dont Talk to Police

Ian Xel Lungold - Mayan Calendar & The Schedule of Creation Explained

This is the most powerful and inspiring series of studies I've found... Watch at least 5 - 16 when you get a chance.  AMAZING INFO!!!!!!

This is a presentation based on Dr. Calleman's break thru discoveries of the structure of the Mayan Calendar as it relates to the Evolution of Consciousness. "Ian takes a complex subject such as the Mayan Calendar and makes it very easy to understand on a personal level." He also clearly points out how the Schedule of Creation can be tracked when one looks at past historical events and relates that information to what to expect in the near future leading up to 2012.