Friday, June 14, 2013

howl to the pack

when I first met her she was enjoying a ride in a car, sitting proud and happy in the passenger seat… she always loved to go for a drive in the car.

howl in gluttony - howl in lust - howl in celebration

in friendship and trust and love and loss - I will miss you every day, for the rest of my life cheyenne.





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over 20 years of refusing the invites of the educated, celebrity and ruling classes, preferring instead the excitement of upper low class, poverty, petty crime and violence.

It's not the wine and cheese I hate, it's the boring, void of anything lives the rich and privileged scurry thru like the walking dead on meth - most of the rich think their cultured simply by consuming - culture can't be bought, it must be lived.

I was truly meant to live on the side of a hill, growing my own tomatoes, basil and garlic in peace with my soul mate and dog.

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