"You Leave Me Breathless" Kind of exposed here in my living room on a cold day , this song has become one of my favorite ballads of late.

"Be My Love" With Len Cohen on drums and me playing the organ . Remixing old recordings I have added them to slide productions from "Kizoa". the slide format I have been using for a year or so.

Copy of End of Love Peace - Kizoa Movie Maker - Video Editor

I have been working on slides . The logo is imposing from this particular site . The link features a full screen view as well as the ability to turn on or off the music . The photos are very high resolution ,clear , and starling . Hey , I haven't posted anything for so long . I signed in to make a comment elsewhere and so stopped in here for a moment to share this

http://www.kizoa.com/Video-Editor-Movie-Maker/d41787464k8053573o1l1/end-of-love-peace

will opens a separate page which this page stays open. Copy and paste it . I can't seem to get the damn thing to work for me ..Hey ,onward !

I have included a painting I call "I Lost the Sunshine and Roses.."

"Drinking on the Boondocks C2" We went to a place in the mind called the boondocks ,sometimes near water ,sometimes under the Arch in Washington Square.Singing outside the apartment took away our inhibitions but maybe the booze helped some,too. We sang because we liked singing. It made us feel rich,happy,and at home even when we were so far away.Pete and me really were the heart of the Dreamers though it seemed like it was Jerry and me .. haha , maybe we were a menage ,switching partners every other month. Any way you label it , we sang to keep the demons at bay,laughing all the way.I don't really sing like that anymore and I haven't drank a drop since August 2002 ,but I still look back and smile.

"Drinking on the Boondocks of 3 Diff B" Sometimes I just can't get what I want( Is this something that is universally profound or what !) I tried to use the original acrylic , a large ,gaudy poster that is tall and thin. The idea was to make it more subtle by incorporating it into another ,larger composite .. haha , Well, it is still a theme I can come back to as I have burnt out with it for now. I painted for hours ,sprawled on floors across the country ,paint flying everywhere until my eyes were blurred. Now I find myself achieving the same loss of eyesight , blur, yet still I get hung up in the intricacies of the dimension , trying to leave and going further till I don't trust my eyes anymore.We take sight for granted like cool clear water , the focus and colors of everyday filtering through all the time but even water is finite and is taken for granted too much. Better hit the shower..

It's Alright, Ma (I'm Only Bleeding)"(Bobby Dylan)

Darkness at the break of noon
Shadows even the silver spoon
The handmade blade, the child's balloon
Eclipses both the sun and moon
To understand you know too soon
There is no sense in trying.

Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn
Suicide remarks are torn
From the fools gold mouthpiece
The hollow horn plays wasted words
Proved to warn
That he not busy being born
Is busy dying.

Temptation's page flies out the door
You follow, find yourself at war
Watch waterfalls of pity roar
You feel to moan but unlike before
You discover
That you'd just be
One more person crying.

So don't fear if you hear
A foreign sound to you ear
It's alright, Ma, I'm only sighing.

As some warn victory, some downfall
Private reasons great or small
Can be seen in the eyes of those that call
To make all that should be killed to crawl
While others say don't hate nothing at all
Except hatred.

Disillusioned words like bullets bark
As human gods aim for their marks
Made everything from toy guns that sparks
To flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark
It's easy to see without looking too far
That not much
Is really sacred.

While preachers preach of evil fates
Teachers teach that knowledge waits
Can lead to hundred-dollar plates
Goodness hides behind its gates
But even the President of the United States
Sometimes must have
To stand naked.

An' though the rules of the road have been lodged
It's only people's games that you got to dodge
And it's alright, Ma, I can make it.

Advertising signs that con you
Into thinking you're the one
That can do what's never been done
That can win what's never been won
Meantime life outside goes on
All around you.

You loose yourself, you reappear
You suddenly find you got nothing to fear
Alone you stand without nobody near
When a trembling distant voice, unclear
Startles your sleeping ears to hear
That somebody thinks
They really found you.

A question in your nerves is lit
Yet you know there is no answer fit to satisfy
Insure you not to quit
To keep it in your mind and not forget
That it is not he or she or them or it
That you belong to.

Although the masters make the rules
For the wise men and the fools
I got nothing, Ma, to live up to.

For them that must obey authority
That they do not respect in any degree
Who despite their jobs, their destinies
Speak jealously of them that are free
Cultivate their flowers to be
Nothing more than something
They invest in.

While some on principles baptized
To strict party platforms ties
Social clubs in drag disguise
Outsiders they can freely criticize
Tell nothing except who to idolize
And then say God Bless him.

While one who sings with his tongue on fire
Gargles in the rat race choir
Bent out of shape from society's pliers
Cares not to come up any higher
But rather get you down in the hole
That he's in.

But I mean no harm nor put fault
On anyone that lives in a vault
But it's alright, Ma, if I can't please him.

Old lady judges, watch people in pairs
Limited in sex, they dare
To push fake morals, insult and stare
While money doesn't talk, it swears
Obscenity, who really cares
Propaganda, all is phony.

While them that defend what they cannot see
With a killer's pride, security
It blows the minds most bitterly
For them that think death's honesty
Won't fall upon them naturally
Life sometimes
Must get lonely.

My eyes collide head-on with stuffed graveyards
False gods, I scuff
At pettiness which plays so rough
Walk upside-down inside handcuffs
Kick my legs to crash it off
Say okay, I have had enough
What else can you show me ?

And if my thought-dreams could been seen
They'd probably put my head in a guillotine
But it's alright, Ma, it's life, and life only.

"The Beautiful Twins"

You will find a repaired photo of Mhai Scott in my adjusted now called "Justifiable Homicide".composite .Justifiable homicide is what they called the action of the Virginia police who killed a little Chinese woman ,Mhai Scott who had a knife. You have to wonder exactly what kind of training it takes to shoot someone with a knife. I mean a bat might have been a better decision than a bullet.It seems to me that a long broom might be an antidote to a knife , that is the stick could keep a small Chinese woman at bay while the other police could surround the woman , knock her over with their Billies..or swat at her with newspapers. Damn, you could throw apples at her and get positive results without having to kill her with your gun. Prince Georges County and Montgomery County are no different and they have been pushing the boundaries of the law since long before 2001. It has only gotten worse. It is a wonder that there aren't more people flipping out ,waving knives on their three day a week jobs for Walmart,KMart, TJMax, McDonalds,and Home Depot where they are under the wire without benefits, no idea what their schedule is , and sharing housing with others.They said she was threatening them . Boy , grown men , grown men who are supposed to be trained to handle situations not shoot , whitewash , and ask questions later.

The point is that these killings are constantly happening all over the country and it is not a racial situation. It is a human situation facing the citizenry of the United States. The sensational - racial amplification takes the focus off the real situation that the police , the government , those forces we invest our trust in to do the right thing are not doing the right thing. How long is the police state going to be supported with fear mongering. In Boston , they shut down the entire city for one boy after the local security dropped the ball . In DC 2002 , they shut down the entire Beltway looking for the wrong truck. This testing of a free society has resulted in the loss of a free society.Everybody is holding on for dear life . You people who work for the government , the military , and even private industry since the January 2010 Supreme Court Ruling can't openly express an opinion that is counter to what you know is dictated to you by your boss.Facebook,Google, MSN,Twitter, etc. etc. are all now in the pocket of Obama.Democrats are not Democrats. Republicans are posturing opportunist preaching like Moses , like Akhnaton , like Taliban from the point of view of "God"told me this morning and all that shit.There is no free speech. It doesn't even matter what you do , it is what you say . The thought police are here and they shoot first , whitewash , then ask questions later.

Corporates say its the fault of the unions that they moved abroad but we know that NAFTA didn't help the US . Corporations would still have child labor if they could and don't forget slavery. We are not that far off ,in fact this Corpocracy is just another form of slavery. Stop waving the flag and saying ,"..but this is the best country in the world ." and all that shit .It isn't and hasn't been for a long ,long time . We have become the Nazis.There is no common sense in our congress, the TSA, the NSA, the CIA, the FBI, the Pentagon ,or any of the letters out there trying to hold on to their budgets in spite of them already being fat ,inflated beyond our understanding because the real budgets are secret. Doesn't everybody want to have more toys ? Why do we have to support men with toys that kill? They are not protecting us , they are making it worse for us , the US in the world . You don't have to shoot and then make up stories about why you had to shoot . This has become the US Foreign Policy . Drone Warfare creates more "Justifiable Homicide" in the name of the American People .The label "Collatteral Damage" doesn't do much to cover up what should be called "Murder" . Bradley Manning blew the whistle on "Murder" ,murder similar to war stories I heard from men at Travis Air Force Base in San Fransisco in 1965 but ,then again , those "Atrocities" were not collateral damage but what we became supporting a questionable foreign policy .Hey , all you "Letters" ,come and get me and let me fucking retire in prison or shoot me and put me out of my misery but don't tell me you are protecting me . You are a greater danger to me than any terrorist blowing his ass up . One day the far left and the far right will come to agreement on this fact and this will be the end of the war games , the corporate take over of our democracy , or these states will lose the epithet "United"."