Laughing Buddha... I've not painted him for a while. I forced myself.
Now I have a new Laughing Buddha memo board. He's got a few magnetic places -the flower you see on his finger, moves. The bee, butterfly & humming bird also move with a little encouragement or wind. There's also the joint holder, keeping my toke time', ready & waiting. I felt like I needed it yesterday & medicated heavily. Some days I realize I might only have 2 bong hits a day. What a difference a days makes.. 24 little hours.
While painting Laughing Buddha I started:
Understanding power By Noam Chomsky.
I was not laughing, I was understanding. Lies. Propaganda... planned mass killing at what cost - GREED & power. Death & destruction allowed to continue due to ignorance - or is it? Not everyone is ignorant, clearly. CRIMINALS... who should be in jail. Rich, white, old, men (mostly), calling the 'shots' & not giving ONE fuck how many other's die - lies.
Some of what is said is absolutely SHOCKING - mind fuckery and I thank God the lies are being seen for what they are. Sooner or later - nasty, sneaky, power hungry fuckers are exposed. Have faith. 'Nom Nom... Noam' - Food for the brain.
No denial now. How about us, Canada? How about you?
Do we have nasty lies to expose - YOU bet we do. 215 currently.
215 bodies have been confirmed found at a residential school... shame on Canada.
Indigenous leaders call for a 'thorough' probe. I GUESS SO. Finally.
Children ripped, stolen, taken from their families only to suffer & be be punished for what -ignorance. Generations of abuse... with generations of after effects. Still.
I recently read: 5 little Indians.
Thrilled to read she just won an award for this book, I believe it should be MANDATORY reading in Canadian schools - start with grade 5.
I am intentionally reading Canadian Indigenous authors.
I was painting laughing buddha but I was not laughing.
The rooster crowing, garden growing... life goes on & so must we.
Laughing or crying.. life goes on.
I choose to create, regardless of my mental state... & Proud of myself, for it.
Amen.
Now I have a new Laughing Buddha memo board. He's got a few magnetic places -the flower you see on his finger, moves. The bee, butterfly & humming bird also move with a little encouragement or wind. There's also the joint holder, keeping my toke time', ready & waiting. I felt like I needed it yesterday & medicated heavily. Some days I realize I might only have 2 bong hits a day. What a difference a days makes.. 24 little hours.
While painting Laughing Buddha I started:
Understanding power By Noam Chomsky.
I was not laughing, I was understanding. Lies. Propaganda... planned mass killing at what cost - GREED & power. Death & destruction allowed to continue due to ignorance - or is it? Not everyone is ignorant, clearly. CRIMINALS... who should be in jail. Rich, white, old, men (mostly), calling the 'shots' & not giving ONE fuck how many other's die - lies.
Some of what is said is absolutely SHOCKING - mind fuckery and I thank God the lies are being seen for what they are. Sooner or later - nasty, sneaky, power hungry fuckers are exposed. Have faith. 'Nom Nom... Noam' - Food for the brain.
No denial now. How about us, Canada? How about you?
Do we have nasty lies to expose - YOU bet we do. 215 currently.
215 bodies have been confirmed found at a residential school... shame on Canada.
Indigenous leaders call for a 'thorough' probe. I GUESS SO. Finally.
Children ripped, stolen, taken from their families only to suffer & be be punished for what -ignorance. Generations of abuse... with generations of after effects. Still.
I recently read: 5 little Indians.
Thrilled to read she just won an award for this book, I believe it should be MANDATORY reading in Canadian schools - start with grade 5.
I am intentionally reading Canadian Indigenous authors.
I was painting laughing buddha but I was not laughing.
The rooster crowing, garden growing... life goes on & so must we.
Laughing or crying.. life goes on.
I choose to create, regardless of my mental state... & Proud of myself, for it.
Amen.
