Tuesday, March 30, 2010

He has headed west; a promise far greater than gold. Scrambling for freedom in the spirit of the old rush, this neo-cowboy wanders the trail as far as the reaches of the Oregon stateline.

Rafino on the straight and narrows of Panama jungle, Cozmik & Tbaz breathing in a Parisian fairytale, and I living my own strange fantasy, ever knowing the footprints will someday lead back to you, the O.D.D.

This part of the journey will be documented a bit differently...

Please leave your footprints in the affectionate spaces below as I hope these songs, images, and memories will linger in my absence.