If you think me that, think again. I’m everywhere, as much you as Saturn.

#business

I have hold of this day because I trust my role in natural processes of the universe. No mistakes. No leading w a dusty black niv sepulcher, never again. I prefer springs of oranges ripped apart in my robe w coffee on a Sunday morning. (Heavily influenced by Wallace Steven’s “Sunday Morning.”)

I’m up to all this you see and hear here with zero effort. Because of who I am.

Say hello “son” and learn. (Fields of Mustard quote from my original song penned by mi la plume in or around 1990.) rings so true now.

“There is a reaper whose name is death who comes for us all. With his sickle keen he traps the bearded grain at a breath. And all the flowers that grow between. The fields of mustard must return to green.” -Dame

I have everything I need within me. Thanks for your kind offers. Look at yourself please. Lay off Dame. ~felt

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Damien S. Riley

Humatiberal, Humorist, Author, Blogger, Podcaster, Singer-Songwriter, Accomplished Guitarist, Professor of English at Victor Valley College