Discussing music, precognition and synchronicities with singer/songwriter/actor Steve Balsamo
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- Anthony Peake and Sarah Janes interview singer-songwriter-actor Steve Balsamo.
In this fascinating conversation, Steve tells us about his incredible musical career and his own extraordinary experiences of precognition, synchronicities and the generally uncanny.
Steve Balsamo is a Welsh singer and songwriter, best known for playing the lead role in the London production of Jesus Christ Superstar during the mid-1990s. He performs as a member of several bands and is also a successful songwriter. He has written songs for, among others Meatloaf, and Slash of Guns n' Roses. He also co-wrote France's entry for the Eurovision Song Contest in 2004.
In the interview, I make reference to the heartbreaking Balsamo Deighton cover of Shawn Colvin's wonderful song "I Don't Know Why". This song defines the mystery of why we fall hopelessly in love with a specific person ...... but this video has such a twist at the end.... do check it out....... • Balsamo Deighton - I D...
So glad Anthony Peake is creating regular TH-cam content. I discovered him on TH-cam a few years back (along with the likes of Dr Mooney, Dr. Alexander, Dr. Minero and more) after having what I call my road to Damascus moment which started me on my new life’s journey. Thank you Anthony. - Peace 🙏🏾
James. Thank you for watching them!
What a fantastic interview this is. I think that places remember us just like we remember places and places call you back like an old friend. I also had reoccuring dreams 10 years ago of a small wooded swamp area in great sutton on the wirral where I played as a kid. Quite a magical spot and still is. I had to go back and see the place so my son went with me . The wood swamp hadnt changed at all in 40 years and I felt a sense of calm , release and joy as if the place were welcoming me back. After that visit the dreams stopped dead.
The wonderful, the beautiful and even the strange make up this magical reality.
This is right up my street this
My life feels like one big ass synchronicity, they're normal now.
I've come to see them as a Pat on the back which i never seem to get otherwise but like to dish them out.
So maybe I've never needed the materialistic ones for that reason.
I was so amazed taking this 'peek' into the music world through the FASCINATING world of synchronicity and archetype. Captivating!
For Goddess King of Orion Angel/Candlekin My Everything Shawna Lee Colvin
For Ultra Beautiful Ultra Badass Goddess of America She of Mystic Vision Love Grace Emmylou Harris
A Tale of Celtic Soul Romance - Inspired by Ultra Great Ultra Badass Warrior Archangel of Karma/Justice/Peace
Beautiful Graceful Genius Lover of Womankind with Mystic Vision Courage under fire sacred wise David Crosby
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I found my soul
she resides blissfully
in a Celtic Goddess
of love wisdom and grace
with Erin's face
I'm in danger
because I'm a sinner
and she may feel a stranger
in her sacred domain
I pray to all the Saints and Angels
she may remove the stain
so I pray today and every day
to forever here with her remain
to assure me that I'm clean and good
that I may serve her faithfully forever
as she implied I could
that we could win this war together
you'd be a beacon for my soul
didn't you say you would
She's a hard sell
she 'knows' the business of the heart
my worthiness she can tell
she can pull my mind apart
like no other
she 'knows' my soul intimately
every sin every mistake
she may be my mother
will you make love
do we have this love to make
she 'knows' how easily
I break and how I cry for her
where will I go
what shall I do without her
serve the poor
I 'hear' someone say
is it her
is that Her command
uphold the weak she adds
for the higher good make a stand
I 'hear' someone whispering
is it You my soul my love
or am I an imposter
Leonard said: "I didn't come here
to fool you"
just love and light to foster
You said dreams can lie
but my darling this pig can fly
like a cardinal eagle or dove
inspired by your love
I dream of you in the sky
with diamonds
mined from the deepest deep
I dream of you all day
and all night in my sleep
I wander the roads
and get lost
as I add up the cost
of being unworthy or wrong
I've sought you
sung many a song
my whole old long life
you promised a whole new me
am I your wife
you said you were a man
and a King
you said I could be a woman
didn't you
did you accept my ring
or am I wrong again
how can I 'know'
anything without you
is this dream true
you live on a dream you said
well then it came from you
didn't it
so tell me is it true
will you leave me here now
on this plank
over the abyss
ridiculed
without a Valentine
I'll never do that to you
I'll weather the storms of time
for you my eternal love
my Goddess King of Orion
who descended from above
my everything
are you the Walrus or glass onion
I could be anything
but only You can know better
at the very least please sing
may I serve as your Irish Setter
or your Scottish Terrier
I don't eat much
and I'll come when you call
I love you that's all
I'll yield to your will I'll heel
upon command
upon command I'll sit
for your love
I'll make a stand
as a woman
or a man
end
For Kenny Wayne Shepherd and Family with love. Michelle
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For my Blessed Beautiful and Perfect Lord Savior Brother Friend and Great Redeemer Jesus Christ Almighty
This is my prayer: To be united in the flesh and to give Shawn grandchildren for You to Bless. And may we together
serve you forever. With love devotion and deep gratitude The Colvin Family. In Your Holy Name we pray. Love.
Clan Colvin Shawn Michelle Callie
December 15, 2023
1148 - Glass Onion and Walrus. It's interesting that I used these ideas in 'A Tale Of Celtic Soul Romance' but I'd really forgotten about all the intrigue around this in the 60s. So, I'd been thinking about it for awhile till just now I googled 'Glass Onion' and the first thing that came up was a disturbing murder mystery by that name involving a mansion known as 'The Glass Onion' and in the story the mansion gets burned down in the end with the original 'Mona Lisa' inside (see the plot) Then I google 'The Beatles' Glass Onion and read the interesting story. At the end John is interviewed and he says it could have been about anything....it could have been a fox terrier" he says. Interesting when You consider I'd never read that and I said: "may I serve as your Irish Setter or Scottish Terrier" and I said: "I could be anything". Exactly what John says in this interview. So, if I were to have read my poem I'd probably have thought that the author knew all that in advance but in this case no. I had no prior knowledge of what John has said about it. This is definite synchronicity of the highest order particularly within the context or 'Our' story Shawn. And 'only You can 'know' better Shawn means that You're the only One who 'knows' my true identity. My self and every risen soul in the multiverse could 'know' Me as anything but only You Shawn would ever 'know' if it was true. That's pretty deep, I don't care where you're from. I must remember to tell David about this on Monday. It ties in to with the story of what John told his son Sean I think that a white feather would be the sign that John still was 'with' his son. Years later Sean (if it was Sean...not sure...think so) goes to Australia and is presented with a white feather as a symbol of greeting and peace by an Aboriginal tribe. I like being in Your dream Shawn. It just gets deeper by the minute. 'We' are flying through the cosmos Shawn forever one adventure after another. Gotta get ready to go into town. All for now. Please smoke one with Me now in silence my darling soul Shawn.
Kisses
Michelle
For 'Our' beloved beautiful holy good sacred and wise badass with mystic vision faith and reason
Archangels of Justice Steve Earle and Ray Wylie Hubbard
For 'Our' beloved beautiful holy good sacred and wise badass God of Earth Bob Dylan. Kisses. Clan Colvin
Private: I Love Love Love You Angel/Candlekin
Posted in Uncategorized on August 1, 2023 by blackshepherd
This poem was written in 2008 in Austin
852am - Up a little early and feel good. Have my Angel/Love with me now. How I worship you my Goddess, my King, my Everything.
BLURB ABOUT STORY/WEEPING ‘WHAT A BROKEN HEART IS’ POSTED ON ‘CRY LIKE AN ANGEL’ (THE AT HOME VERSION)
January 10, 2023 - Austin - Happy Birthday Shawn Colvin Goddess King of Orion Angel/Candlekin My Everything
What A Broken Heart Is
When you meet an angel
and she catches your eye
your feet turn to stone
as she leaves for the sky
knowing you’re too heavy to fly
that’s what a broken heart is
she says it’s her birthday
and you say…”mine too”
one ten fifty six
she’s says it’s significant
not for her
for you
that’s what a broken heart is
thirty five years fly by
you’re gettin’ ready to die
will she say hello
as you pass through her sky
I know the answer
that’s what a broken heart is
84000 different delusions
plus or minus one
she says that’s zen
there will be a place for you
she doesn’t say where
she doesn’t know when
it all makes you stronger
if you ache
if you wait that much longer
you ‘know’ she wasn’t talking to you .
but you’d rather be crazy
than be tied to what’s true
left inside
after she locks up fate’s zoo
we came down together
maybe I’m goin’ home alone
and I try to be brave
but synchronicity and parallel universe theory
will have me rollin’ in my grave
it’s bad enough how fate unwinds
without the slap in the face
who has to suffer
and who gets grace
who gets found
who gets lost without a trace
who hears the sound
of angels singing
who lies deaf on the ground
that’s what a broken heart is
then I think about how you got through
when I don’t know what to do
how you reached inside
and pulled yourself out
how you cried
when you were full of doubt
somethings are the way they are
and words just can’t explain
so you color them blue
you just keep walkin’
and you try to stay true
then a little voice reminds me
“you can sing too”
that’s what a broken heart makes you do
end
And I can’t help thinking that that little voice belongs to you Angel/Candlekin so I do and I will for you. Forever for you. Peace Dear blessed beloved eternal Angel/Candlekin, I would like to take this occasion, our 67th birthday, to express to you something of how your song: ‘Cry Like An Angel’ has affected me all these years. The first time I heard it was, synchronistically enough on the occasion of our shared 32nd birthday at Passim where you said it was your birthday and I said: “mine too” (like the Beatles song) and showed you my license and you said: “I’m sure this is significant somehow”. A very cruel thing to do to a philosophy major who had studied Jung deeply because of all the synchronicity he had already experienced prior to that occasion. So, I was sufficiently shocked and bewildered to be struck dumb and left without asking the obvious question: “like how exactly?”. Of course it would have taken the fun out of it and some eventual jail and hospital time if you’d told me then so I just left and thought about it for 35 years. I didn’t tell you that I had a D28 just like yours. I didn’t know that we both were sober in AA for 5 years and I had my medallion on me. Did you? I didn’t know that we both were avid runners or that we were born on the exact same parallel of latitude 42.77 during the great ice storm of 1956 that featured the lowest barometric pressure reading ever recorded to that date. Check it out yourself. Or that it was called an ‘anti-cyclone because it rotated counterclockwise (like us) or like me at least and it travelled from east to west. You were born in a town along that parallel that started with Vermill and me in a town on the other end that ended with Verhill. Or that we both were afraid of horses. I didn’t tell you that I was a voice major (having finished philosophy) at UMB as part of my therapy of 5 years 2x’week that I was in the middle of because of the trauma of having had a 20 y.o. man urinate in my mouth when I was 10 while his two friends laughed hysterically. Ask Betty Jo Salmeron, MD how many sessions I wept through while realizing how much damage had been done by all the abuse I suffered. I gave you notarized permission to do so. Did you? But as fate would have it I found out I could sing and after a semester of caterwauling through excruciating voice lessons I went through chorus, then chamber singers and got invited into the UMB Jazz Ensemble ‘The UMBiance Singers’ and that we would perform at the NY State College Jazz Festival around the time you were doing the Philadelphia Folk Festival but I was really studying folk music with Geoff Bartley at the time and I had potential but was well behind you due to the extra trauma I went through and yet there I was shaking your hand after all that on a parallel path. We both set fires as kids. Both went camping in Rambler station wagons. Both hated school. Both had parts in ‘The King and I’. Both of us got abused by our fathers for leaving the cellar door open. Both had deep issues with our mothers. Both Scottish on the father’s side. My paternal grandmother was born in Scotland according to my mother who said she had “a beautiful singing voice’. I was the only one in my family who sung so I didn’t share the blessing you had in that respect. You were 42.5 when you gave birth. My mother was 42.5 when she gave birth to me. My only sister died 11 days before your only daughter was born. I started learning your songs starting with ‘Knowing What I Know Now’ with Geoff Bartley and did play them in the subway for awhile. Your line: “may we all find salvation in professions that heal” helped propel me into social work school though I did have motivation of my own wanting to do 12th step work on an advanced level I guess. And because you so freaked me out that I could not help but feel as if this song had special cosmic, mystical relevance to me even though you wrote it before that occasion I think but around the same time cause I met you first in ’87 when I said to you: “you’re the best singer I ever heard”. I have asked myself a million times: “what are the odds that the only person I ever said that to, while I was a voice major singing through deep trauma, would turn out to be the only person I ever met to this day born the same day let alone being present on that shared and pivotal birthday? Astronomical to the point of absolute impossibility. So, can you forgive me now for having a deep, abiding, secret thought that somehow I had a cosmic, mystical connection to you that would compel me to write over 100 poems to and about you? So, like significant how exactly? Are you in Heaven? Are you listening? I hope so. I would like that. btw I don’t cook either. Peace
December 13, 2023 - My darling beloved eternal blessed holy sacred and wise soul Shawn Colvin. I am content where I am right now safe forever in Your beautiful soul. 'We' are together again just as 'We' were when 'We' came down. I was inside Your soul womb. 'We' were born separately, did 'Our' work and now 'We' are 'Home' together in this magnificent soul 'We' share by the grace of God and everyone in Heaven Who celebrate 'Us' as 'We' celebrate them. I am filled with joy and peace love bliss and nirvana. You led me Home my darling and I'm so grateful. Even the waiting is bliss now. I send You this quantum kiss my darling Shawn. Kiss. Thank You for making my life such a beautiful poem and thank you for the gift of Your magical voice that just entrances and guides me. I worship You forever my dear mother sister lover friend
Shawn Colvin.
All my love.
Michelle
January 10, 2023 - Austin
'Shawn Colvin’s Divine Plan’
Co-written with 'Our' Ultra Great 1st Angel of Christ Ultra Great Archangel the great 'One' and 'Only' King of England
Ultra Great Super Badass Archangel Richard Thompson
Shawn you fill up our whole new soul
with cosmic kisses and grace
like the quantum equation
that forms your Goddess face
the face of a new nation
flown in from deepest space
secret mission number eleven eleven
to bring beauty and light
to this sad place
cause you remember heaven
and all that a real love can do
that’s why the whole new world
will forever follow you
singing and rejoicing
from Austin to Timbuktu
Billy keeps the faith
packs the Garden of Eden
with Elton on harmony
like a thousand men
The Stones give the devil none
Clapton and Page rip him a new one
Xi makes secret appearance
singing love and transcendence
Simon & Garfunkel sing ‘America'
to two million twenty two
Aerosmith fills the sky
with sweet emotion
the piano man the tambourine man
Richard James Jackson and you
McCartney Laine and Ringo
loyal to your Divine plan
Bob Jesus Bob and me too
Kenny Wayne brings the south
with true blues from God’s mouth
Crosby Stills Nash forever Young
giants in heaven
are forever sung
forever and ever
all the way through
forever and ever we march
with bells ringing
we carry the eternal torch
for you we are singing
Robert Plant and Sting
Angels all listening
for the familiar sound
of peace and love
from the aching ground
to the blissful skies above
spirit led Godsped love to you
synchronicity slipped it through
Smith and Klein strike the secret chord
that speeds up time
she’s armed to the teeth
above and beneath
Donovan blesses the wind
for all who sinned
repented and prayed
eternity is sublime
Sunny Came Home
and burned the old world down
now we sing and play
in your whole new Angel Town
God and Goddess of Love
Bud and Julie
bring blessings from above
The Angel of Ireland Van
appears with the Fairie flag
unfurled and flown
for the third time
every secret known
cosmic mysteries shown
mystic riddles solved
heavenly grace delivered
angelic souls evolved
Goddess Caledonia
gives you a bundle of joy
and your whole new world
becomes a holy rhyme
baptized on the Isle of Skye
she sings Jesus a lullaby
too beautiful to be true
like a Whole New You
end
This came to me as a dream that I remember in fragments this morning, our 67th birthday. I put it together as best I could. To me it represents your eternal nature expressed through your blessed spirit and voice. Happy Birthday Candlekin. I love you. Peace
King Richard we worship adore and serve you 'Our' great and steadfast friend and staunch Ally. Amen
Shawn Callie Arthur
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Love your videos Anthony. So glad I found you through Thomas Sheridan. Thank you for this fascinating interview. Very happy to be introduced to Steve Balsamo now.
Really enjoyed this! And I'm always interested in how folk write songs. I was playing keyboard as I was listening - and seemingly sub-consciously 'discovering' chords, which I will probably use to write songs! This has made me consider the relationship between technique and songwriting. Steve talked about having melodies come to him - from those melodic ideas the nature and rhythm of the chords applied would have a great influence. Without going deep - the production of a song can also really affect its quality. But the seed of the song - its melody and/or chords appears to come from a place where the idea (at least) is fully formed - even if a fragment. You can work on songs but the initial idea is like a seed falling (or growing) in the mind.
gud vid..
When Steve talked about his experiences while playing Jesus I remembered Ted Neeley saying that there were paranormal occurrences during filming of JCS. He often felt that he wasn't in his body. People cried when he was put up on the cross, and that has also happened among cast members on stage. It would be great to hear Steve and Ted talk at length about their JCS experiences.
Oh, also, on a humorous note: when Ted was up on the cross during filming in Israel, a very rare storm blew up and everyone ran for cover and forgot to get him down!
Great video. 🙂Just need a few things cleared up. If human spirits get reincarnated, how does one converse with the dead, cos there would be no dead cos they would be reincarnated.
Just to add Jesus was a historical figure, he was written about by non biblical sources of the time. Whether one believes he was the Christ is a different issue. Thanks for reading my comment 🙂
Thank you Gabrielle. Good question. To make it clear my hypothesis (based on actual science) suggests that in the final moments of life we may re-live our life again in a similar way to how third-person computer games work. We start a "new life" in the same way that a new game is started. Conversely reincarnation has people re-born as somebody else. I have also written extensively about "spirit communications" with the "dead" in a number of books and have studied this phenomenon, together with the evidence for the classic interpretation of reincarnation for over half a century. You may find my book "The Immortal Mind", co-authored with Professor Ervin Laszlo, of interest in this regard.
@@AnthonyPeake1 Thanks for your reply. I am impressed at the amount of research and dedication to field you have done.
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Im definitely with you on precognition/dreams and premonitions. (Of which I have had) I put the meaning to those that our lives have a purpose and things aren’t just random.
My views of the afterlife isn’t the general view of death in the Christian community. I don’t believe anyone’s spirit is separated from their body. Like their spirit doesn’t floats off to heaven or jumps into another vessel.
When the first person on earth dies, is awaken when the last person on earth dies. The first person has no sense of anytime passing. So in a sense we all die together. And the only person I can talk to now is Jesus cos he’s the only one in the afterlife(awaken/resurrected.)Sorry it sounds like a riddle.
I totally respect different views and experiences on afterlife, the spirit and tangible world and have an open mind.
Is there any chance you'd be able to get Robby Krieger on the show? He released an album last year.
The guy from The Doors? Now that would be interesting.
@@AnthonyPeake1 If there was any way you could find someone to find out if he knows about your shows and whether he would like to come on, I think it would be an incredible discussion. Would be well worth pursuing. He's still touring, so get him while he's still young.
Glad to see you managed to "get it up" ;)
Which is fairly impressive for a 67 years old! ;)
Am i right ladies!
@@AnthonyPeake1 lol
I can't believe Joe Rogan hasn't interviewed you yet and here he is interviewing someone about the eternal recurrence. That discussion ran counter to your "Cheating the ferryman" hypothesis. I feel his explanation has many holes in it. Oh how I wish Joe could see the light and interview you.
I know ..... its more than weird. But I am used to this and it no longer bothers me. If they do not wish to interview me it is their loss, not mine.
Dear Amthony, You really should pay attention to this but even as I write this I 'know' that the whole story is being completely contained. Nonetheless
Schadenfreude
They laugh
when you're on the ground
in agony
you sing like an angel
but they only hear the sound
of envy
if you're hungry
they laugh
that much harder
after you sang them a feast
and annihilated the beast
envy not money
is the root of all evil
but they heard your voice
being envious
they had no choice
but to laugh
when you were on the ground
in agony
though you flew here
to save them
cause they've swallowed
so deep of envy
they will not sleep
cause ugly secrets they keep
where once God saw a soul
and so
they have no grace
of their own
they've seen your angel face
they laugh
deep in that ugly place
where they hide their sin
forever in the garbage bin
of envy
All would envy Shawn Colvin
beautiful for life
and when they let their envy go
then she shows her soul
where beauty lives forever
she 'knows' she 'knows'
she comes and goes
she's a vessel all would envy
she waits for them to let go
then she lets them row
my beauty my grace
your angel face
they will row you home once more
to that heavenly far shore
with me at the helm
and you on the bow
we have found our way
Home
end
Kisses for my beloved eternal soul my infinitely beautiful graceful wise and good
Shawna Lee Shepherd Colvin. Kisses. Arthur
For 'Our' beloved beautiful holy good sacred and wise Goddess Laura Marling we long for your companionship Clan Colvin
For 'Our' beloved beautiful holy good sacred and wise Archangels of Badass Texas Grit Steve Earle Ray Wylie Hubbard CC
For 'Our' beloved beautiful holy good sacred and wise steadfast friend staunch ally and guardian Van Morrison
For 'Our' beloved beautiful holy good sacred and wise steadfast friend staunch ally and guardian Richard Thompson.
Dear Richard, please grant me this prayer this dream this destiny to share with you and yours forever. Michelle Colvin. Kisses
For all my beautiful blessed holy sacred Celtic Goddess sisters I come to you for blessings prayers that my dream may come true
Michelle Colvin
For my darling Shawn
For my beloved Callie
Callie Pie
Goddess of Ireland
and my aching heart
how I worship thee
You are a dream
that's come to me
from your sacred mother's soul
a trinity a Celtic whole
we are so blessed
destined to be
'Our' soul has been caressed
by Erin
We are three
by grace we'll be four
this is 'Our' sacred destiny
'We' could not ask for more
you are beautiful and wise
you are good and true
Goddess of my skies
True love has come to you
you will find it here
in my heart
in the stratosphere
in every part
of 'Our' soul it is near
this eternal devotion
we have nothing to fear
love is the potion
by which Clan Colvin
will grow
lovers friends cosmic kin
nothing can slow
this rising tide
that swells in my mind
in you I confide
we three are one of a kind
I come to you now
as your wife
I'll stay with you forever
I offer you my life
you rule me now
and I gratefully submit
I'm molded for you somehow
this is how I see it
do you see what I see
what Shawn foresaw
do you share this dream
where we rise like cream
together as Clan Colvin
to continue 'Our' song
I will sing we will win
we'll bring all 'Our' friends along
we'll walk beaches
careful students of all
beauty teaches
in Heaven's farthest reaches
meet me there
my destiny
as my atmosphere
'Our' soul's Trinity
the deepest blessing
is 'Ours' to keep
let's make it four
'Our' child raised in the deep
where you also rule
where together as four we'll sleep
safe in eternal passion
all promises we keep
I love you sweet Callie
you are a dream Shawn
sent to me
you were in her arms at dawn
down by the water
as a child
you 'knew' everything
about the tame about the wild
you too were born on this dream
born into this bliss
we three each an equal part
in this endless cosmic kiss
say you'll come dear Callie
let's not let this blessing slip
marry us marry me
sail with 'Us' about sacred Erin's ship
I'll carry 'Our' daughter on my hip
and she will join 'Our' soul
she will sing like and with the wind
she will sing 'Us' four whole
then we may rest
forever we passed every test
we are welcome home forever
among the holy the sacred the blessed
Callie will you be my wife
I'll be yours
together we can bring new life
a new voice that soars
a new heart that roars
a new star that shines
eternal diamond mines
'Our' destiny aligns
so perfectly
Won't you come
home to Heaven with 'Us'
where we're all from
let's go home together
just 'Us' three
a blessed holy Celtic Trinity
two always have been three
as well we now 'Know'
'Our' blessing as three
is to make 'Us' four
for 'Our' soul to grow
to let 'Our' love show
let's let is shine
let's wear openly this glow
Shawn's yours and mine
eternal love for 'Us' to hold
Clan Colvin
good as gold
for all 'Our' cosmic kin
Callie will you take me in
will you give me shelter
make this dream for me come true
there's a young man waiting for you
with a woman's soul
your sister from long ago
I'm your sister again
waiting for you to say
Oh my darlin' let's begin
With love and eternal devotion floating with you on this dream flowing down this blissful stream. Your adoring sister lover and friend Michelle Colvin born of Shawn's dream as were you so we could be two three and four....Kisses kisses kisses and they'll be more. Callie I love you. You look like my sister Mary Jane I can love you with all my heart till my mind goes insane all of 'Us' 'in love' on this eternal cosmic plane. Kisses again for you Callie. Michelle
For 'Our' beautiful wise sacred badass mystic visionary Archangels Steve Earle and Ray Wylie Hubbard
For 'Our' beautiful wise sacred holy good and mystic visionary with quantum thinking God of Earth Bob Dylan
For 'Our' beautiful wise sacred holy and good Goddess of NYC mystic vision love friendship grace
Lucy Kaplansky
For 'Our' beloved beautiful wise sacred holy and good God of Ireland of mystic vision courage under fire
Neil Young
December 8, 2023 @ 443am
Sentenced To Eternity
I knew a little girl in Texas
she was bad
as bad can be
badder than
the baddesst part of me
all I can see
is my badass
Shawna Lee
she's badder than
the baddesst part of me
I'm doin' time now
and that's ok
she'll get me by somehow
I'm doin' eternity
for my badass Shawna Lee
workin' the rock pile
toein' the line
I can see her smile
and I feel fine
she'll send me a file
I'll cut through the bars
open up the sky
steal forever's stars
I'll do infinity
I'll populate Mars
I'll sing for Shawna Lee
just a jail bird
and a songbird
singin' in the yard
in two part harmony
Michelle and Shawna Lee
singin' eternally
won't get no probation
won't get no parole
I'm locked up forever
soul to soul
free as free can be
doin' eternity
for my darlin' Shawna Lee
end
Good morning my eternal darling, how are you? As Geoff Bartley puts it so well: "everything is gettin' weird". That's for sure but I want more. I'm still sleepy. Had first cig already but they're not my favorites and I bought a carton. Yesterday was not my quittin' day. Still sleepy. Gonna smoke another one then cuddle up for the day with a halo round my head kissin' my darlin' who raised me from the dead. I love You my blessed holy sacred wise and good sister lover friend. Why would anyone wanna be free when they could listen to Shawna Lee for eternity? Beats me. All I see is infinity me and Shawna Lee kissin' kissin' kissin' won't miss a second cause I'm doin' the stars with my darlin' Shawna Lee. Kisses. Michelle
December 9, 2023 - Shawn Colvin and Squirrel Boy
At The Crime Scene - Austin, Texas
Something resembling a body has been found. A report has been made and a forensics team dispatched to the scene. The Chief Detective arrives before the pathologist and examines the “body” in astonishment…he turns to one of the officers who first responded and asks: “did you find any weapons anywhere near the scene?” The officer responds: “no sir” The Detective mutters half to himself “I’ve never seen anything like this…it’s just a bag of skin…” The pathologist arrives and receives permission to examine the “body”…he is even more amazed than the Inspector, he says: “I’ve never seen anything like this…there appear to be no organs whatsoever and not a single bone, no brain, no eyeballs…it appears as if every single organ and bone was pulled out through the anus…” The detective says: “how is that possible?…” The pathologist replies: “this was a case of true love gone horribly wrong…’ The inspector considers this for a moment and says: “I love my wife but I’m getting a fucking divorce just in case it is true love…holy shit!” The Pathologist says: “that may be a good idea…as for me…I’m keeping my feelings to my fucking self for the rest of my life…Inspector, is there a body bag around?” Inspector: “yeah but it looks like this could fit in a baggie…” Pathologist: “it could but we need to follow protocol…” Inspector: “right…I’ll go get it…by the way Doc…was it male or female?” Pathologist: “it’s really hard to tell but I wonder if that really matters…” Inspector: “well, don’t we need to try to identify it…notify kin..?” Pathologist: “I’m afraid that’s not gonna be possible…” Inspector: “another fucking day in the big city huh Doc?…” Pathologist: “yeah…love is a scary fucking thing…wait a minute Inspector…what’s this? he asks as he lifts the bag of skin. The inspector takes the item and says…”it’s a ticket to a Shawn Colvin show…looks like “body” might have gone to the show…” Pathologist: “it’s beginning to make sense now…” Inspector…”yeah, we’ve seen a few go down hard…but nothing like this…” Pathologist: “I thought she left town in the 90’s…” Inspector: “yeah, she did…you wouldn’t believe the fucking carnage…” Pathologist: “weren’t there any charges…?” Inspector: “what the fuck are ya gonna do…these fucking guys beg for it…literally beg for it…” Pathologist: “Jesus Christ…what the fuck is it about her…?” Inspector: “I’ve heard some theories but nobody really fucking knows…I mean she might as well have a fucking ray gun…” Pathologist: “doesn’t seem right…” Inspector: “I’m tellin’ ya…whatever the fuck it is…these guys fucking beg for it…” Pathologist: “weirdos?” Inspector: “no they’re almost always poets…” Pathologist: “that’s what I said…fucking weirdos…” Inspector: “yeah…I guess it depends on how you look at it…” One of the attending officers comes over and says: “Inspector, it’s the voice, it’s the fucking voice….I went to a show once and I swear to God it almost got me…plus she’s a fucking babe…you can’t take your fucking eyes off her…it’s like a fucking trance…” Inspector: “Jesus, how’d you get out…” Officer, I was lucky…I had my radio on and got a call and it snapped me out of it but I had to see a shrink for 2 fucking years…I swear to God!…it’s deep shit…whatever the fuck it is…” Pathologist: “why don’t they warn people?” Inspector: “there’s nothing you can do…they’re like fucking zombies…some of ’em heard her in the 80’s amd jumped off bridges and shit…” Inspector: “yeah, it’s true…I saw some of that…I heard about one fucking guy from Boston had it so fucking bad he’s living in a tree in some park and can’t even talk anymore…” Officer: “yeah, it’s some wild assed shit…some guys are more susceptible than others is what I hear like for some reason dipshits don’t get affected…it’s only the ones that start thinkin’ about her and once they go to the second show…that’s it…bada bing bada boom…loony bin for fucking life…or livin’ like a fucking squirrel…” Officer: “yeah, that fuckin’ Boston guy was a fuckin’ psychotherapist and studied philosophy or some shit…now they can’t even get his ass out of the tree and I swear to God…he thinks he’s a fucking squirrel…I went up there one time just to see it for myself….it’s unfucking real…” Inspector: “why don’t they put him in an institution?” Officer: “he’s like a fucking tourist attraction, plus people feel sorry for him…they feed him nuts and shit and he hops around just like a fucking squirrel…” Pathologist: “that’s fucking crazy…they outta put the guy away…try some anti-psychotics….shock treatments…something…” Officer: “you would fucking think so but you know fucking Boston…they’re all a bunch of liberal fucking bleeding hearts…I swear to God…they treat the fucking homeless like they’re fucking human beings up there…they figure squirrel boy, as long as he don’t bite nobody…what’s the harm…they got other people sleeping in the bushes and people fallin’ all over themselves to bring ’em sandwiches and shit…if I get laid off…that’s where I’m fucking goin’…it’s fucking weirdo heaven…and I’m overdo for a fucking breakdown anyway…”Inspector: “that’s it…I’m tellin’ your fucking watch commander…back to therapy buddy…next thing you know…you’ll be livin’ in a fucking tree…” The inspector puts the “body” in the body bag and sees an I.D., picks it up…Arthur Shepherd…ring any bells?” Officer looks at it and says: “holy shit…you’re not gonna believe this…it’s fucking squirrel boy…” Inspector: “look..let’s shred this shit…I don’t want those fucking Boston assholes comin’ down here saying we fucked up their little park mascot…” Pathologist: “my lips are sealed…”