Humorist, Author, Bird Watcher, Blogger, Podcaster, Singer-Songwriter, Guitarist, Professor, Son, Dad, Bro, Mentor they all define me Damien Riley. Welcome.
Okay so confession time. This is something that’s been happening to me lately a lot. I’ve been meaning to write about it, because when I write about it I pay attention to it it’s just the life of a blogger you wouldn’t know, most likely.
One reason I’m glad I made it in music is cuz it’s going to pay for my teeth getting fixed when I finally settle down to it.
I’ll be missing my wallet say for example because lazy ass me didn’t put it in the drawer where it belongs. So I jump to Alzheimer’s suspicion. Then I jump to child suspicion: child stole it suspicion. And this doesn’t just happen at home this happens everywhere I go if I’m missing something I go right to blaming someone and every time I find it.
Let me repeat that: every time I feel paranoia that someone stole my s*** I find it.
So the next time I can’t find something I’m going to sit down and meditate or I’m going to forget the f*** about it because it’s going to turn up and I’m going to stop the paranoia the judging and the blaming. ✌️
On campus, Professor Riley, walking to Baba ORiley. Ahhhhh. I wish you could smell it here. The boy seeing his dreams realized, at night in the Crackle of the Wind.
O, Christopher Lee, you zany Sado maso 🙂 and as usual snapshots from my private world! It’s a heavy dose of, that’s right babe, my Online Diary!! Come on in. 18+ only please !
Just back the fuck off if you don’t like me or don’t “believe” my God Essence. Yep, you heard me right. 😎🙃🎸🙏💔 You have it too.
The Buddha said I cannot show you my secrets or the answers paraphrasing but I know the way and I can show you the way and guys I want to tell you something it’s not the narrow way it’s your way and you have God inside you already and you’re not a sinner. Wake up beaches and horrors?!?!?
The female shape should be seen much much more in the world. She us the vehicle of life people
I am juggling too much shit. Time to compartmentalize. I think I’ll keep my profile acct on Facebook but the Page is dragging me away from my miraculous stuff. I’ll maybe post something there weekly, or never.
On another learning front: You know, I used to feel so crippled on my phone. Now? I have to close my laptop to do my video stuff etc. I’ve become more adept on my Android and iPhone, though my iPhone is on the way OUT. Old, bad battery, can’t hold a charge. It has way more space tho, so that kinda sux I run out of memory now a lot faster. I do a LOT of deleting. For every short you see from me, I delete at least 5 ideas. Time to strip stuff down, I feel overwhelmed between the books, the music, the podcast. If I just stick to RileyOnFilm.com and don’t look back, I’m so much more rested and focused. I put an 18 and over plugin on it. Ready to roll, babe. I don’t need to go anywhere else … much. For me to want that, the simplicity of just f-ing blogging again, is HUGE spiritual growth. Christians, back off, I don’t mean your kind. I love myself. You know, we’ll see how it goes but I feel such a peace just writing this down. On my blog, I do what the F I want. Facebook these days is like easting cotton candy til the fair shuts down then you puke your guts out and no one cares … every fucking day. I’ve learned most people are ok with it and don’t get let down as much as I do. I don’t mean to say you are less than I, but when you’ve been part of a blog community, an author community, a music community, a teaching community FB gets old real fast. FB fails to satisy I don’t know why I always set up there thinking it will be different. I’ll still stay on there though. You can check in with me anytime at RileyOnFilm.com
