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Hurricane Season Tour

This is a wonderful tour. I have been blessed enough to be involved in photographing, building, and documenting for this monumental vision as it comes to life. We are coming to a city near you. Please join in the moment and in the movement.

*Revolution begins with personal evolution.
*I love every one of these women and the vision therein*

Kisses to the soul...

//layla

Love for Hurricane Season

Sarah Palin will NEVER have my vote.

My heart almost dropped through my stomach. I was walking around the Lower East Side late night - trying to get some air after working an 18-hour day. My eyes glanced down and there was one paper that read, "The issue of the glass ceiling is solved."

THE GLASS CEILING WILL NOT BE "SOLVED" UNTIL THE PORN INDUSTRY IS DESTROYED, UNTIL WOMEN HAVE EQUAL PAY FOR EQUAL WORK, UNTIL RAPE IS A CRIME PUNISHABLE BY DEATH...UNTIL 50 PERCENT OF THE VOICES IN MEDIA, GOVERNMENT, EDUCATION AND COMMERCE BELONG TO WOMEN, UNTIL WE ARE GIVE REPARATION FOR THE HUNDREDS OF YEARS OF ENSLAVEMENT, AND UNTIL WOMEN CAN BE REWARDED FOR MORE THAN JUST THEIR HOT BODIES AND THEIR ABILITY TO CARRY MALE WEAPONS THE WAY THAT SARAH PALIN DOES.

A fishing-hunting-NRA member who goes to bed every night with the oil industry is all I see in this woman.

Just because she is a woman, does not mean she gets one ounce of my respect. No Republican gets respect from me. No one who advocates the killing of innocent animals, people, war mongering, or oil drilling gets my respect. This world is falling apart at the seams thanks to greedy, murdering oil guzzlers. They have no consideration for life beyond the white walls of white America. And just because this KKK member has a cunt and a big smile to hide the devil within, she is not fooling me.

Let us be clear: McCain does not give a fuck about women. When Hillary Clinton - a MUCH more qualified woman was running for office - he avowed to 'beat the bitch.' He is a hell raiser and a fucking piece of shit who wants to destroy any chance this world has of beauty and resurrection.

If you vote for these two, you vote America into the grave.

# If Obama's magnificent DNC speech didn't make you fall even more in love with him, how about checking out McCain's SERIOUS screw up "CBS Edits McCain's Whopper Out of Broadcast" (w/original video) on YouTube. On a more grown-up note, Sarah Palin is grody. McCain's awful running mate is Anti-Gay, Anti-Abortion, Pro-Gun. She loves fur coats, hearts Moose Burgers, and is an Evangelical Christian who believes that Creationism should be taught in schools. She is TOTALLY our cup of tea. (Anyone have a noose so we can hang ourselves if we have to call her our VP?!). Of course nothing is more interesting than Campbell Brown calling her out. This is the MySpace page of the teenage boy who impregnated her daughter. That's an articulate kid!

the first time i turned on the TV in over a year...

*being roped up by the tube - escaping virtual enslavement- concept my own- images by Allison Kramer.

wow - first of all, let me say: fuck.

i do not have enough time to write as much as i would like to about the last three hours. in fact, i could write volumes on every 30 seconds and what affect it is having on life on earth.

quick observations:

1. DRUGS (prescription or otherwise): should not run at all...let alone in every other commercial - prescriptions, cosmetics, food, and sex - manufactured everything- everything polished and air brushed to the point that many of the commercials use virtual people - these have cartoon cyborg 'sluts' selling raisins - fucking raisins - little shriveled up dried out grapes, which yes are a good source of fiber but so high in sugar. and this cyber chick suggests that maybe eating these grapes will land you a roll in Hollywood or at least a porn - the line is thin enough these days that it barely matters...

And the birth control ads - get rid of the 'curse' using this Christan propaganda. whatever happened to the red tent? what every happened to the sacredness of being a woman? of having the power to create life? to bleed and to nourish the earth? this sacred blood that sheds from my womb - giving me time to rest - to feel all of my emotions - to exercise away cramps- to breathe through it - to learn to love being a woman - to learn to love being an animal - it is the full moon - i will dance all night. i love bleeding during the full moon. it is the most powerful way for me to feel my connection to mother earth. These ads were literally telling women to "beat' mother nature - to trick her - to fill our bodies with artificial hormones that can kill. and then while you are at it why don't you have your chest cut open and fill your beautiful natural breasts with some oversized balls of poison? go on cut yourself wide open - no one minds the blood dripping from your breasts. then put lots of chemicals onto your hair that seep into your brain. then go out and get laid - do it. do it fast - make a splash. everybody wants to be seen - this is voyeurs bullshit. the more polished on the outside - often the less polished on the inside. i want to shine from within.

use, be sexy, healthy, sassy, and fun. but fuck all the beauty bullshit just to be some whore on display - just to be another blow-up doll. fuck that - celebrity/reality/America's worst strongest load of shit yet. and more than half the world is dying.

mean while real love is being lost and found.
mean while there are ways - so many ways - for you to be happy without any pills
mean while we can wake-up and tell them to fuck off
mean while we should be reclaiming our bodies and our sanity.

I will not put anything into my body that has chemicals added to it - or onto my body - same thing because the skin breathes.

I will not buy things that are not fair trade and organic. I will not have 50 pairs of shoes and a million and one little bits and pieces cluttering up my life.

I will not use paper that is not recycled.

Ah but all of these good things cost extra - I realize. and right now I AM ACTUALLY HOMELESS - roaming- trying to find the right ways to build this personal revolution without slipping into the thousands of temptations that stand in my path - some of them more tempting that others...but the vices are everywhere. It is near impossible to find integrity in these times...any sense of loyalty and understanding - loyalty beyond sex and money.

Understand that we have a value that is much greater.

much much greater and more beautiful than anything glowing off that screen - I promise.


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I did not even make it past observation number one about the world's favorite little pacifier.

Now I must stop this and find some honorable ways to make the money I need to make room for a voice without sponsorship - a voice that is my own. Right and wrong do not exist - just ideas - and I am driven to share mine.

Happy Saturday Morning. I was in bed at midnight on a Friday in New York City - pretty good - not a single drink. I barely drink anymore. feels better. then I wake-up naturally with the sun only to see the nightmare created by these glowing little monsters that seem to be invited into almost every home - so crazy to me.

THROWING AWAY THE TV WAS THE BEST THING THAT EVER HAPPENED TO ME.

//not that some movies/docs/media is not also wonderful, great, and enlightening- but unless you have a willpower of steel and refuse to even flutter past all the junk in between, I suggest throw the life sucker out the window. Or better yet, have it disposed of properly. these things are full of lead and poison that is going to be killing the earth and life on earth for even longer than your eyes can stay glued.

she has won my heart, mind, and soul

this fierce and beautiful woman found me sad and shaking in a back alley. she has brought me back to life and given me hope in the good of people, the realness, that purity I was searching for in a world of so much glitter...but all that glitters is not gold...I have found through trial and error. but this woman, this creator, has brought me back to a place of hope. it feels nice to believe in someone so deeply.

love is possible.
realness still exists.

there is hope for us all
to shine.

to breath deep, to make the commitment to take it deep, and then deeper, to really plant and sow, honor and understand.

I feel so lucky to be growing the garden of life with this wonder, this shining star*

thank you,
thank you,
a million times.

bless and be blessed.

//layla

celebrating the life of a snow-queen-punk-angel who has all of my heart*

*she has an aliveness that I celebrate, a beauty that heals, an openness that leaves me in awe. She is soft and as individualistic as a snow flake yet as sharp as a sword. She has my heart open and my armor down. I celebrate her being alive and the privilege of being part of her life.

happy birthday ms. queen bee. happy birthday wonderful goddess. let the magic spin within you until it lifts us out of here like a big harvest moon, orange and warm.

the world is ours to play in. ours to love in. ours to care about and incite revolution for. ours to disappear from into the open waves. sail away with me. let us search out the paradise within.

like always and like never before.

i will meet you under the mango tree.

all my love.

//layla

i agree toughen-up ---open-up*

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