Effulgent bubbling up love comes up and over like a pot come to a boil or a fire bent on over flowing or even just a long slow simmering of flavors and meditations. Mind wide open and alive and sparks from fires and flames all lapping and licking at my feet, my heart, and my hands pushing me inwards, upwards, and onwards.

The deeper we dig, the higher we rise. Digging and finding, searching and wondering, wandering outwards and into the investigation. Find a mask and unmask the mystery til we reach the next layer of interwoven illusions to uncover. Every time a mask is discarded our load gets a bit lighter and, through the course of some lesson, we find a touch more love, an ounce more compassion, a modicum of wisdom to add to the puzzle that continues to spell out what we always find we already knew - that mind loves a riddle to unravel.

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Well, I can't say that he is exactly endorsing me here, and he is certainly not saying "yo what a kick-ass snowboard graphic". I think he is more saying "yeah, i know what I'm gonna do about the economy..."

Anyhow, a friend (thank you Mr. Databass) saved this for me a while back from the April 2004 issue of The Economist: a picture of John Kerry riding a Burton Supermodel with my graphic on it- the Prince of Swords. Which also means he riding a 6 year old snowboard. I'm honored. Here is a link to the original painting -

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