Monthly Archives: June 2013

I love Aries women. I have Aries rising. For years I wanted to see a statue of Liberty looking out the Golden Gate – again. There is a plan to turn Treasure Island into a organic community. Spans and Hands … Continue reading →

John Fremont had a bodyguard of forty Mountain Men and five Delaware Indians. John’s father-in-law, Senator Benton, was in the back pocket of John Jacob Astor who sold his holdings in the Northwest when it looked like the British army … Continue reading →

When I die there will be no first-hand account of these times and events that changed the world. Bohemianism is here to stay and needs to be understood and defined. Above is the shoe factory I and a hundred artists … Continue reading →

On the my last day in Vancouver I heard there is a plan to tear down the last freeway in that city. Here is a video of the Hippie Museum that shows some Hippie fashions: http://www.boreme.com/posting.php?id=17961 Here is another blog … Continue reading →

Went down a road and didn’t see the “No Trespassing” sign. Ran into a “I own the land, got a gun, and will shoot you!” kind of guy. I was wearing a hat with a propeller on top. I smiled, … Continue reading →

In this prophetic post on June 11, I turn myself into a art-piece. I am an exhibit in the Portland Museum. I would later go to the Portland Historic society nearby and discover my blue Ford truck. There is no … Continue reading →

On the train home from Vancouver British Columbian, I told a beautiful woman from Bristol England; “I am a living museum!” http://www.museumofvancouver.ca/exhibitions/exhibit/1960s-1970s-you-say-you-want-revolution This declaration occurred just after we pulled out of the Amtrak station and after we crossed a river … Continue reading →

Here is a photo of my grandson, Tyler Hunt, at Vicki Presco’s home. Vicki married Jim Dundon, the brother of Michael, and was surnamed Dundon. Vicki’s son, Shamus Dundon, is helping Tyler put together a car I bought him. Vicki’s … Continue reading →

When Michael arose Saturday morning I told him about the ray of sunlight that came into our campground before any other camp. I had told Thane the evening before that the Axe Hrothmund will be empowered by the rays of … Continue reading →

Magic lies under the surface of Creation. When one sets out to make magic, this magic comes to the surface. Being an artist, poet, and writer, I am a dowser for magic. I look for magic where it appears it … Continue reading →