Category Archive: GB Meanwhile in America:

Fun fact? I was being cajoled by people who loved me and gave actual fucks about me soon as I’d launched my line in 98 to come be based out here. Maybe if I’d listened the 25+year drought wouldn’t have occured 😅.

It’s special to me (aka: ‘my dawg in this race’) because an old friend used to joke that I brought the rains with me when I finally did move out here to Calif the spring of 2016. That I triggered the formation of a rainy season in the drought-ridden desert this state was😶‍🌫️🫣. That it wasn’t supposed to rain like this lol.

But he didn’t know better. Calif used to be an island paradise. Of sorts, or almost. More recently than “American history” and it’s lies tell you. Humans caused that drought. Doing stupid, greedy, human things.

Kinda like what these techbros are doing now. Using all the water to run the buildings that…digitally store the “data” of all the people living in the ecosystems and communities those data centers are trying to turn into cemeteries. They’re idiots.

Gaia is going to honor her words to the spirits of these places. Whether she has to wash humans away to do it or not.

It gets more surreal...

What I love (…&believe, you, me~my punum is the teeniest tip of the iceberg when it comes to this woman’s stellar work) is that she offers reproductions of her art across the full spectrum of price points. And every offering is created with care, all the same. You’re able to enter tuning into your own Goddess energies wherever you may be on the journey.

I’m saying his father is shitty enough for him to have a pretty much never-ending cascade of negative thoughts and preambles churning in him for his entire adult life, that may have all but subsumed his actual him… that even incorrect use of K could ostensibly alleviate & correct use of it could possibly utterly eradicate.

& Really, when you look at it poetically… it even makes sense OF him staying present in that mix of monstrous humans. His time in the White House doing all of that could have been the first “out-picturing” of all the virulent chaos demons he’d been infected with since childhood. They finally had tangible faces after whispering shit that made his hair fall out early all those years. Faces…he could finally punch in the eye. It makes sense of him thinking he was “saving” Miller’s wife from the slush pile if he was in Dark Forest / Hansel & Gretel mode, not getting she was a handler. and it , once again… makes or gives Creedence to… the part of him beyond the crush of it all…seeing these fucks for what they were and what they were covering up… and going “We’re a LOT of things, but we’re not that” & on That day… okayed the ending of Adobe Pro licenses… as a failsafe, one the kid him trying to be at peace with the monsters out the closet didn’t see.