"Anahata Chakra -- check it, yo."
This is San Francisco, after all.
The city is built on the flesh of melody and bones of rainbows (...and slave laborers).
The sidewalks constructed with the ba-bump of heartbeats.
SF, CA
Corn endures.
Decentralize.
Diversify.
Duh.
Outer Sunset,
CA
Underground & underwater, CA
In a league of its own.
Wrk.
SF, CA
Oakland, CA
Medicinal activation in the Yuba.
Nevada City, CA
Grass Valley, CA
Yosemite National Park, CA
Vernal Falls
Yosemite National Park, CA
Exponential activated activism inspiration in an unlikely of places.
Symbiosis
Oakdale, CA
Pirates and fairies and shenanigans, oh my.
Symbiosis
Oakdale, CA
...after dancing the moon over the horizon.
A week long cult designed around creative mass genocide of circadian rhythms whilst replacing them with ecstatic and extended body movement rhythms for sustained, inordinate durations.
Sleep: The first casualty of a festival.
Hygiene: Close second.
Symbiosis
Oakdale, CA
Charmed Indigo children.
In full effect.
Shift coming soon to a collective consciousness near you.
Brrrr-bap-bap!
Symbiosis
Oakdale, CA
If dead pigs sweat.
Watching people watch the absent eyes of the dead watch them as they eat the sweating flesh of said dead.
Symbiosis
Oakdale, CA
for it all.
East Bay, CA
Freedom included.
SF, CA
...and they all look just the same."
Ocean Beach
SF, CA.
Jars and logs.
Dependable.
Comfortable.
Practical.
Simple.
Sounds like a personals ad.
Won't lie, I'd call.
Branscomb, CA.
There are three things we are advised not to speak of: politics, religion, and sex. Well, religion is really about sex and dominated by politics. Politics is all about sex and dominated by religion. Sex just tries to be sex but is dominated by religion and regulated by politics and we all know that in the end everything, no matter which way you cut it, is about sex. So if sex is everything but politics dominates it into non-existence and religion simply pretends it doesn't exist while both are still clearly driven by it, then that leaves us to talk about only the converse of everything, which is of course, nothing.
Hmmm...
The solution: Make sure you recite a politically correct, genderless Hail Mary after feasting on a meal of Kosher pork while stripping off clothing of mixed fibers to make sure you are publicly naked before your evening Quranic prayer of Salat Al-Isha in preparation for engaging in perhaps one of the most human acts known to humans, be it hetero, preferably homo, or who knows: sex. Amen, Hallelujah, Alhamdulillah.
I think that'll fix everything just nicely.
A Friday the 13th to remember.
Surprise slumber party under the stars replete with snoring symphony and conductor crickets. Pancake breakfast with Jesus coffee. Simply stunning surf all day into sunset. All shared with a rare breed of humans.
These are the days movies are made of. No really -- I need a film crew. Currently taking applications. Inquire within.
NorCal
