It was just a few days later of that same year that I received the news that my dear brother Todd had indeed passed away in the wilds near Silver City, New Mexico; a happening that inspired me to write “A Tribute to Todd” and “Licking the Razor’s Edge” (the first two of what would […]
And so it was roughly one year later that I finally learned the truth about the fundamental workings of the egg & dairy industries – standard practices as vile as they are violent – and I directly became a wholehearted Vegan as a result … “Being kind to animals is not enough. Avoiding cruelty towards […]
And then in October of that same year my dear Friend Fred Lansford peacefully passed onward, and I was blessed to release the recordings of him reading his own poetry (that we had taped together the summer before) – a few of which were able to be heard at his memorial service shortly thereafter (and […]
It was in the spring of this year that I traveled to Hawaii once more, this time to spread my brother’s ashes on the Big Island; the place he loved above all others. A series of short videos of most said tributes we made to his Life during this trip, videos that can still be […]
This picture shows me doing one of the things I love more than most: tending a bonfire made with dead wood (collected while clearing the Alexzanna Farms forest of storm debris) … “Fire is vibrantly alive. It eats everything from wood to flesh, excreting the waste as ash, and it breathes air just like a […]
And then in the summer of this particular year Vanessa & I had fun making lots of vegan t-shirts – many of which I wore proudly (and often effectively*) for many years to come … (*The first t-shirt pictured below proved to be especially stimulating while worn in Germany.) “Unless someone like me or you […]
Shortly thereafter I was blessed to visit The Gentle Barn and hang out a bit with the infamous prosthetic-wearing rescue cow, Dudley … “The creatures outside looked slowly from cow to man, and from man to cow, and from cow to man again; until it was soon impossible to say which was which.” ~ via […]
And it was also in this year (2014) that I began to spend lots of quality time with Duncan’s half-brother, Sullivan – a fine young man who actually ended up teaching me far more than I ever hoped to teach him … “I think that the best thing we can do for our children is […]
And this was also the year (2014) when my vegan activism began to ramp up – in its boldness (moving from talking and t-shirt wearing, to graffiti-spraying*, to the direct liberation of more than a few of my improperly confined animalian Friends), and thereby also in its effectiveness … *The sprayed sentences pictured below state […]
Later, in the following year (2015), I used my collected vacation days to head the short distance to Unterturkheim (near Stuttgart) to hole up for the first of what would become a handful of solitudinal writer’s retreats – this one in a quiet studio apartment surrounded by vineyard leaves glowing gold and graced by flocks […]
And then, as time marched onward (from 2015 into 2016 and beyond), my writings marched ever onward as well. And this, even though I had no apartment of my own. That’s right, even though I ended up surreptitiously “squatting” in the warehouse where I had been offered a job back in 2012 (As a Peace […]
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