On the streets or in the tunnels or in rooms or in the field or anywheres I am there playin the guitar, painting, writing down streams and flowing. Bouncing baby and singing then feeding the birds and planting in the ground. Exploring every street and wandering through the stores or stopping by the fast food america joint to exchange a glance and exchange currency. Making homes for loved ones, screwing up and letting down to bounce back with a double or triple hop of make up and betterness. True to the heart thread and embracing all weather in waking and dreaming life..