I'm 78 and I am jamming...ride a motorcycle, lift weights, do the wild thing, write music, and take no meds.
I build musical instruments, ceremonial instruments (drums, flutes, etc.) do sacred ceremony, get pie-eyed when I feel like it, shoot my guns on 43 acres.
So I am not sure if these are my "end days" but I'm digging it. Here's how I sing about it:
I'm 78 and I am jamming...ride a motorcycle, lift weights, do the wild thing, write music, and take no meds.
I build musical instruments, ceremonial instruments (drums, flutes, etc.) do sacred ceremony, get pie-eyed when I feel like it, shoot my guns on 43 acres.
So I am not sure if these are my "end days" but I'm digging it. Here's how I sing about it:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S58wJAdffLM
Ah ha. Got it.
Thanks, took a lot of lumps along the way but I have been real good at paying attenition, not consequences.
At peace...
Not like I feel lately.
I dont feel down. I feel on edge.
Not a scrap of humanity left in me until I see some old fashioned justice.