To my faithful audience that has stuck with me over the years. It's been an exciting few months for me in Dallas Texas. I've lost track of the time of my arrival and for the life of me I don't think it matters. As long as I can make enough money to feed the masses that have grabbed a hold of me and don't desire to release.

Fear has gripped them and if they loose a mind that can materialize currency and prosperity in matters of moments, then they would find themselves in a dry desert of empty, casks that were skulls. Bones, dry and screaming for a flow that stirs the mud.

Cant be everyone's hero but that is what they want.

It's exhausting to be happy when you have nothing.

Waiting on government funds and refunds from money many may never receive. All to build a dream. Oh only if I had time to draw it.