Hi! My name is Gazersky. I’m always busy dreaming. Maybe this whole life is a dream and we’re all stuck living in a submarine or at least easting a sandwich. Be it yellow, blue, orange, green, purple, red, black, brown, or other shades of those in-between, I feel as though everything I encounter is a piece of the rainbow. I just wanna taste it. No need to consume the whole thing. Yes, I’d say all my dreams have come true. When they prompted me as a child as to ‘what I wanted to be when I ‘grew up’, I said I wanted to be a mother. I became one with two kiddos. In school, I always loved art and music. But being the extreme introvert, I took on practical jobs. Even so, art jumped out anyways. As I was suffering sinusitis in the Army hospital, I was making art. Yeah, I made it through basic training alright, but then my soul had other plans. So, they reluctantly agreed to release me. It was a process though due to waiting on paperwork and I think they kept me there some good couple months as I remember. There, I would make drawings with markers every day as I waited. Maybe they kept me there in the event I should have a change of heart or something? It doesn’t matter. I got my wish. At the tail end of my first divorce, art jumped out again as I painted my mobile home with polka dots, outlines of maple leaves, and outlandish, non-conformist, non-traditional shades of pastels. Deep inside I wanted to stand out in this confining world. Then, towards the end of my second divorce, I took the artistic painting to the interior because I lived in a town home and wanted to follow the rules (as well not alert my nosy neighbors as to what I was up to). I stuck vinyl records on the wall and painted around them to give it a circular design. I put paint all over my naked body and threw myself onto the inside door that leads to the garage. And, I made little butt butterflies with my rear end. I guess it was all I could do to entertain myself with having been handed all life’s absurdities, rules, and stress. Now my ex gets to live with all that decoration…(Lucky him!) Well, I’m going back in my head now to dream up some more dreams. Please help my friend, Bognetta, and I make this world a better place by making change and improvements as life naturally unfolds. We appreciate that!
Mahalo! (Thank You!)