we'll start with the crazy dream- i was laying on the floor of my house, a big communal place. my roommate comes out of the shower wearing only her panties, walks right over me, and straddles me. "careful, i gotta gun", she says seductively, and then pretends to grab the gun tattooed on her ass and blows me a kiss. we both are in her bed nowjust talking and laughing, wearing nothing but underwear. then her boyfriend storms in, yells 'WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?", reaches down for his real gun, looks me in the eye and walks out of the room...
my one day off i went to barton springs, and it was a beautiful scene. the water was perfect, and beautiful people everywhere. afterwards i went to the live oak brewery party where they had free bands, free food (vegetarian fajitas and tamales), and free beer (i must mention the chipotle brown ale). it was one of those magical days, for sure.

last night was intense. high rigging at 60 feet up, in 30 mph wind gusts. at one point the tarp roof of the stage blew up in a gust of wind and crashed down on my back, scaring the bejeesus out of me. of course we already know i survived, but it certainly had the feeling of a near-death experience.

todays card- well, it's got many relevant  concepts. travel, journey, exploring new worlds. then there's also change; there's the old world that will never be the same. there's conquest. there's suffering. here's what i read- be gentle in your conquests. don't cause pain for your own needs. take only pictures, leave only footprints.

i'm not sure i'm getting any satisfaction out of "blogging". at least i'm remembering to remember my dreams.

the furious fuzz so far...first show - the "stay posi no future fest" for sxsw.

second show- the compound for sxsw.

third show-food not bombs benefit at house of commons.

fourth show- the parlor pizza shop.

paterns, perception, illusion.

yes the patterns do tend to repeat themselves. even for an explorer there are patterns one must follow to get to the unexplored. i went through some emotionally experimental territory for the sake of breaking a pattern that i had grown accustom to, and after much trial and error my forward progression is rooted in patterns i've repeated over and over again.

so now i'm getting mentally prepared to pack it back into the van and head back out west for awhile. Austin has been everything i hoped it would be. People like the phrase "I've died and gone to Austin", and for good reason.  But i like movement, i like motion, and i'm excited to head west, see my farm and family, to reconnect with a woman with eyes like angels, who believes in infinite possibility, just like i do.  more repeating patterns. repeat and improve. don't over analyze it, just enjoy it.

now if only i could get Babe the Big Blue Van to stop leaking coolant. but this is a detail you musn't concern yourself with...

today's tarot card- the caged bird.
freedom, i guess, lies deep inside your own mental trappings. the cage and the key are all part of the illusionary world, perception. the key is to see reality beyond cage and key, beyond limitation of form.
there are many ways to read it. that's how i read it today.



The Australians will be here in a half an hour. tonight furious fuzz plays the parlor pizza shop with melbourne's own das butcher. austin, or at least it's few citizens who happen to be getting pizza between the hours of 8 and 11 pm, will be in for quite a treat.

reflect for a moment on the power of perception. the energy you and you alone give to a scenario. how your energy effects the moment, the outcome. what happens when you make a conscious decision to support and promote positive energy? things start to "just happen"- all the time. no matter what your belief system is, it really can't hurt to be conscious of the energy you  share with the world around you.

saturday april ninth

last nights dream- there were a few of us swimming in a texas brown muddy river. it was a party and as always some fat guy did a cannon ball.

These are extremely exciting times and i feel they should be well documented. i've never kept a 'blog' before and i don't even like the word. an online journal seems funny to me because i've always kept my journals very private, and the idea of posting journal entries online suggests everyone in the world can and might read it. it's funny, because after an incident with a fiery redhead that lead to the cancellation of my facebook account, my online presence has been limited to hotmail posts. is there something i'm missing by not having my thoughts broadcast over the world wide web? am i somehow not doing my part contributing to the collective consciousness? well maybe a 'blog' has some purpose. maybe it keeps me in touch with the community outside my physical space.  maybe it's just a documentation of these exciting times through pictures and words. all i can say is i'll try it for awhile and see where it leads.

today's agenda- go out to the farm for a bit, maybe go over the van with my pal robert. if there's people around, move the stage into place for the party on april 23rd. later tonight play a benefit show for food not bombs http://www.foodnotbombs.net/

today's tarot card- skeleton in the closet. maybe this is something i need to think about for my temporary relocation to portland. that would make sense.

if i can send out influence to everyone reading, i would like to dedicate a moment of silent meditation to knowledge the suffering going on in the world.

sending love and compassion
to devastated japan
war torn syria ,afganistan, iran, iraq, palestine,
tarp cities in haiti and all over the world
malnourished, misunderstood, and misdirected people
in every country, in every city.
a moment of aknowledgment
because all suffering is connected.