Snakes – Wakes – and Whiskey
Tag: Jacksonville
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
Lost Soul
This is a journal. I’m not trying to sell anyone anything or trying to convince anyone of anything. I don’t have a focus, other than my life and my thoughts.
If I have to claim a point of view ~ It’s about becoming a better person and service to others.
Would that mean that doubt and negativity never exist?
 Friend or Foe
I was walking along the bank of the Jacksonville River, taking random pictures, when I saw this man. He was outstanding; the pink shirt, his dreads and the grey in his hair; a striking individual.
I asked him about taking his picture and I was taken back by his voice and diction. I was expecting a James Brownish type voice. His voice was clear and educated. It so, didn’t match his exterior; in my judgement.
I’m glad I took this picture that day.
It’s like writing this blog.
It hands me back my soul-when I think I’ve lost it.
Fish Eye Farm 