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Love for the Bee People + Updates and Remastering

19 March 2025 hello, bee people… it’s been a while…not intentionally…life just kind of happened…i had this moment where it felt like i was standing on a shoreline watching two boats drift away…one with my mom…one with my son…not in a sad way…just in a this is what life does kind of way…slow…necessary…inevitable…and in that space in between…i made a choice…i decided to just soak it…if you’ve ever played World of Warcraft, you know…sometimes you don’t fight…you don’t move…you just stand there and take it in…so that’s what i’ve been doing…still doing… at some point it hit me…this time…this exact version of life…i don’t get it back…i’ve got a teenager about to go out into the world…and an octogenarian mom…and you just never know…not in a doom way…just reality…so i cut everything i could…social media…gone…texting…mostly gone…noise…gone…a very small handful of people can reach me…and if you really know me, you know how to get through if it matters…it wasn’t about not caring…it was the opposi...

Season 2 of Sayonara Cupcake Podcast Premieres Today!

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 May the Fourth be with you.

the culling

There is a certain discipline in only following 999 accounts. Any more and you can’t really be invested in everyone’s accounts/lives. So if there’s a new account I want to follow, one must be culled. Is there a criteria? I’d imagine some might wonder. It could be any number of things on a given day, which might have been a completely different set of parameters from the previous time……100% positive I’m undiagnosed —  things .  I always feel good after a cull. It’s like a spring cleaning —assessing what’s important to you, or what holds your interests…. Do any of these accounts still serve their intended purposes? Do any of these accounts still hold my interest? Am I still sated?  Folks should cull in real life. It’s incredibly freeing.

six

" A plague on both your houses!" Six words thrown together by William Shakespeare but would carry the weight and emotional gravity of those words spoken. for centuries....how much of what we say and do in life will carry on for centuries? Just think, in the time of Shakespeare, Mary, Queen of Scots was executed. Sir Francis Drake completed the first circumnavigation of the globe. The Spanish Armada was defeated and the renowned East India Treading Company was established. Four separate pandemics of the Plague.....and yet, here we are all these years later and his words still fall so deeply.... "Though art more lovely and more temperate...." I've always been in love with writers....

matter matters

I keep telling myself to write more, and then forgetting....and not as a vanity project but just because I used to always write in my youth...for no one in particular, to everyone at once....i'm actually quite reserved by nature....i just exist and observe....a mere passenger on this ride called life.... i spent my young years looking up at the sky as night with my dad...i had so many questions...he never made up answers to appease me...he would straight out tell me he didn't know...and he'd say the same thing about a lot of other stuff in life....he didn't know either way.... when i step back and really take a look at life, this planet, the creatures and earthlings that inhabit it, i am more and more humbled the older I get....which is why for me, personally, i feel this desire to shout out at the top of my lungs - THIS! THIS ALBUM WAS EVERYTHING! Because it amazes me so....audio poetry....art....sound...song...a piece of something was made by earthlings and its vibrat...

ten sixty two sandman

  I briefly saw this headline today on some reel but had no time to read more about it...looked it up online and it was from an old Guardian article last July regarding a study about cognitive function between early risers and night owls...no surprise to me really....and not because by nature i fall in the latter category,  but because it's still at night...it's quiet....that's why I have always preferred it.... there is something so intoxicating about the quiet.....in my youth i'd sometimes choose jazz...it was a time to discover davis and coltrane....you could check out the cassette tapes from the library....i'd just sit with the lights turned off and the curtains wide open and let the brilliant rays of moonshine cast their beacons across my space.....i felt closer to the moon....i have davis playing.....bitches brew....i don't understand what's happening.....but i feel it and the moons rays envelope their selves around me...it was hot that summer, with sa...

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Thai people can be very blunt, like the Dutch...especially family...you'll immediately know when you've gained weight, lost weight, look haggard (just biked 16km hard), look withered (just woke), look dry (I don't even want to know in what context), look old, look like a crazy person (wearing a poncho), look like a ghost (haven't seen me in awhile), look like a witch that doesn't own a comb - you get the picture.  I used to hate it so much growing up. It's hard enough being a teenager and like everyone wants to point out you have a zit on your face throughout the day, as if you didn't notice. I mean it's cruel! But I learned over many, many, many years that it's just a generational thing a generation was brought up thinking was a way of showing affection...as if to say, I love you and that's why I want to point out the zit so you don't go around public having an unperfect face . They mean well.  As I've gotten older, I've learned to a...