We can be internet buddies!


I hope this make you feel all tingly!

Mostly I drift like a drifter, yet I am the most solid stones, my head is an ocean, like drift wood then polished from the fires and the fast currents, I hold myself in times of trouble and ask a world to try to come closer together, having hope, it makes no sense, yet I do.

You can eat power, but it can eat you.


Forget the flowers..


What can money buy?


If money were not an object I would be money.


I will soon be an old tree.


Stranger things.


Rejection is hard to take!


Love me or hate me? It's the internet!


Time to wake up!