As I open my mind
And stare into those eyes
Staring back at me
All manner of faces
Surround them
Changing and evolving
A vortex mandala
Of all possibility
And wild creation
Hurtling forward
Drawing me ever inward
The eyes stare
Back into mine
Unblinking and unending
Until I am surrounded
And immersed in to
The pure & blinding light
Of unconditional Love.
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This blog is dedicated to whatever I happen to feel like saying at the time. I am not always right, but I reserve the right to think I am. Everything I say is not going to be absolute truth, as I fall prey to satire, comedy, mayhem and bad reading habits. If you choose to believe what you're told without doing any research, you get what you deserve. If you know the answer better than I, speak up, or forever hold your, well, you know...
WELCOME TO THE JUNGLE
I have set up this blog site largely because I don't want anyone else to be held responsible for the entirety of my ranting, thoughtfulness, ego mania, raging dispair or uncontrolable delight. Ad Nauseum.
I thoroughly enjoy posting on the ever-so-lighthearted Face Book, however, everybody needs a ventilator sometime.
This is mine.
Take it for what it's worth.
Or not.
I'll probably do it anyway.
Yes, I'm sure of it.
And yes, all material here is copyrighted.
Please ask permission before using any of it, or at least give me the damn credit.
I thoroughly enjoy posting on the ever-so-lighthearted Face Book, however, everybody needs a ventilator sometime.
This is mine.
Take it for what it's worth.
Or not.
I'll probably do it anyway.
Yes, I'm sure of it.
And yes, all material here is copyrighted.
Please ask permission before using any of it, or at least give me the damn credit.
About Me
- Lord David
- Lord David was born feet first with teeth, stolen by Gypsies & raised by Pirates. After being captured by The Evil One during the War with the Giant Rats of Sumatra, Lord David escaped by drawing a window seat third class bus ticket to Cleveland on a cereal box top, and jumped ship in New Orleans. Scoundrel, artist, bartender, hot shot guitar player, ex-punk & rock singer, late night pub philosopher, general layabout & vagabond, he can be found doing whatever pays or entertains. He is also the founder & host of the Skull Club.
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