Fish Eye Farm

I am a Whitehouse/Westside Miscreant

Daily writing prompt

Have you ever unintentionally broken the law?

Oh hell yeah – I stayed one step ahead of the shoe shine, two steps away from the county line. Just trying to keep my customers satisfied. Satisfied.

*I have written about it throughout my blog* My writing is full of the truth. Confessional. That is why it is obscured. But it can be unearthed. You have to want to know.

*The photo is of my 1991 Toyota that I drive on Amelia Island, FL. Land of the rich and famous. One time sunny place for shady characters. Some consider keeping this rusted, mule of a vehicle, on the road – criminal. I have fun.

*Catch me if you can.

*Whitehouse/Westide is a part of Jacksonville FL – It is called Zone 4 – which is across the board, known as a heart rate zone. It is where I am from.

*whoops – I read the prompt wrong.

Snakes – Wakes – and Whiskey

Daily writing prompt

If there was a biography about you, what would the title be?

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The Way They Were

Daily writing prompt

What were your parents doing at your age?

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Papa rolled his stones. Six feet under and no one was thinking about him. MaMa was hanging on. She rolled in dough. Controlling with the point of a finger, a smile, good food, love, narcotics and alcohol. That’s the way I remember it. That’s two fascinating people right there.

One Law

Daily writing prompt

If you had the power to change one law, what would it be and why?

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The law of averages. Who wants to be average?

*One of my scribbles.

The Whole of My Life

Daily writing prompt

Write about your dream home.

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Home is a contentment of heart – no matter where I am. I dream of the next wave.

*This is a photo of painting I took in front of a gallery in Jaco’, Costa Rica.

Hollywood

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You get some great, amazingly fantastic news. What’s the first thing you do?

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I call my sister. Hollywood.

*this is one of my first photos taken with my Canon 7d on the beach in Fernandina. On Amelia Island.

I am a tee-totaller

I gave up on the insanity of alcohol. I moved to another world called Planet Sobriety. It’s filled with laughter, deep thought, friends, nutrition, Crossfit, surfing, playing music, painting. All the things I wanted to do but couldn’t. – When I drank. – I do not miss alcohol. Nor the expense. Be it monetary, emotional or just plain trouble.

*This photo was taken on my iPhone11 on a trip to San Jose, Costa Rica. It is a mural painted on a highway column in the center of Liberia, Costa Rica.

New/Old Story

Morally indefensible – Disrobe your social self – What you reveal and conceal – Luck; residue of design.

I purchased On The Road. A 24 dollar book with miles of entertainment for my brain. I am on page 56; still in the introduction. A foreword describing the process of Jack Kerouac’s writing and publishing. His personal thoughts on what drove him. He was divergent. Something that people for the most part do not want to be. I believe it was natural to him. He was a product of Catholicism, jazz, travel and drugs.

Black Beach

In conclusion, it is crucial to reflect on our own attitudes and expectations before criticizing our surroundings. Happiness and respect are personal quests that begin with self-understanding and a sincere openness to other cultures.

Lines copied and pasted from an article in a Potrero / Uncensored Group. FB

And the beat goes on.

I have no picture. Only the one in my head. – I sat at a large table made of Guanacaste wood. I looked out at a simple building teeming with people. Waiting on people. I was at a restaurant. In the jungle. I looked at all of the gringos. And remembered the past.

Hidden Violence

The underbelly – The pulse of all that is wrong

Creating a sharp noise
Silent rings ever widening
Sunshine state sonar

Undone – diligence – myopic

Escape from ferocity
Escape from greed
Escape from the streets

Of Jacksonville

Twisted hate
Peace and love
Churning like the currents of the river

I woke up dreaming
My I phone in my hand
The impact of reality

Human character - Hidden violence

The underbelly – The pulse of all that is wrong

Fish Eye Farm

I am a Whitehouse/Westside Miscreant

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