Playing Live 1/11/2025, Perks Coffee β Apple Valley 11a til 1pm β Damien Riley is a Creator of music, books, and a podcast titled But I Digress. This show runs about twice a week on most modern podcast platforms. He blogs multiple times a day from his accomplished delightful free homepage powered by WordPress, "The Loft" at RileyOnFilm.com (NEW! standup comedy by Dame is now available)
After a several days’ walk I find the road is often rough and wobbly. I can fall if I lose my impermanent footing. I keep a weathered eye and steady my gaze to avoid a stumble, though many times I have. I know I will fall again but that’s ok, since I know how to fall and how to lube my emotional transmission and GET UP.
I am grateful for my mistakes, for they have made me wiser.
After a surplus has been stored inside my red zipped-closed backpack, I can feel its limit and I try not to breathe the noxious fumes that come from only myself.
Like ghosts in Anaheim they begin to materialize when I go over my surplus “level.” I’m getting so much better at knowing my limits, although I’ve found I am a limitless being. Figure that out and I’ll give you a dollar.
There is no view but mine. There is no view but yours. We are connected with different views that are only one to us and to eternity.
The yin needs a yan to be a yin, so I accept both.
I am all there is.
I am the eye of the universe looking at itself and where it’s brought me after 400 million years.
I have found the way is rocky and deadly if you slip. Just one can be a doozy. Leave you with a black eye and a sullen heart which waxes cold. It’s hard to remember where you are and who you want to be sometimes.
Search hither and yon but your inner being finds the meadow, when you stop resisting.
I used to search for this meadow, now I’m here and I ain’t never goin’ home. I cannot tell you where I am. You’ll have to find it on your own.
Bonus if you’re online.
The tiny blue flowers minister to my beleaguered soul. I get tired even when I know I AM surplus energy, that essence which humans call love but I get tired still. I’ll tell you how to solve it when I figure it out and I am so close, babe.
It’s getting so much better all the time.
Every day I see more of me. I am vast.
A little raven head is me.
I encompass the mountains I must climb.
Watching me in the meadow, so glad I found this place, a stop, a place to make a practice of stopping.
My guardian angel is with me. I take care of Damien and he is doing great, y’all should be proud. You needn’t worry about this here guy!
I am my own guardian angel
I must leave the meadow tomorrow for a minute but I shall remember the good vibe here in these long hours. They are my MapsAndLegends quest to the next part that only I can ever see ahead.
In fact, only I will ever see anything in here. I am all alone and that’s perfectly wonderful. You learn to enjoy ones own company or you skeletize.
I certainly hope you enjoy the guitar.
Every day is a new song, have you got it yet?
I have found a meadow. I believe you can too. Come rest in mine along your journey if you like, fellow traveler.
Keep your eye on me and watch me change.
Cross that bridge, take every road, everywhere you decide to go you’re forgiven, THIS is heaven.
I see you financed an 80k car you were able to get because you do a job you dislike.
Next life get the job you love thru blood, sweat & tears driving a 500 dollar car for cash.Β You’ll not need those frills or that seriousness. That which you dream is yours already, energetically.
Some guy, says he’s his own guardian angel. ππΌπͺ½
I thought to myself recently, earlier tonight specifically,
“I don’t have enough pictures in my albums nor on my walls. I need memories. I have memories, but I need pictures to remind me of my memories and the ones I love up in photos in my sweet home, which I am so thankful for, period.
So I thought, “DAme how shall I transfer my desire from my heart to my computer, which is digital, to Walgreens, one hour photo, and in turn tony frames and albums on my kitchen table period.
I scolded myself briefly, remembering I’m on GoFundMe for God sakes. I remembered I’m near broke. I do have a little nest egg I can feel thankful for.
I’m starting back riding the bus four times a day on Monday, and waves of fear hit like Donehey beach so I should save the nest egg that I have and not be wasting it on photos, period.
That was not my guardian angel protector speaking just now.
But then I thought, what did I write my book on, period? I wrote my book on the law of Attraction and purposefully feeling good which attracts an awareness to the Surplus ALREADY HERE, period.
My guardian angel who IS me said,
“Maybe you can’t put money out at Walgreens yet DAme period. But we can get access to that good feeling of a surplus of money, which we always have soon, and transform want making it feel a little bit better by putting photos in a folder and spending some time with a cup of coffee, pre-planning my trip to Walgreens, period. I can stop what’s being spent today and make myself feel good for free.
And that’s what I thought tonight. I wanted to share it here on my blog with you, period.
I do that, you know.
My new book Surplus is available to you immediately for eBook download. It’s $9.99.
If you can’t afford that, or you just plain don’t have an interest, that’s perfectly fine. It’s just that wrote it for people, and I’d like people to read it, period.
My dear friends & family who care for the welfare of your fellow Americans in need,
I have a specific point to share with you and it wonβt take even a minute of your time. Thank you in advance if you decide to continue.
Please, please assist the non-readers when they appear in your orbit. They often suffer in prideful silence.
Youβd think this solely a task for us teachers but adults like this exist everywhere and most are afraid to admit their gigantic handicap, being that they cannot read.
If you are silent, you can hear their whispers.
A huge percentage of illiterate adults in America are unemployed, not by their choice or lack of trying as Republicans these days pigeon-hole the poor in their Trumpy βMAGAβ worldview.
βAll those lines and circles to me, a mystery Eve, pull down the apple and give a taste to me If she could it would be wonderful β¦β
Obamaβs speech last night was marvelous. The tide of humanity is turning so I ask you to get on board, get on the right side, the human side of America.
Evil is going out of style canβt you feel it? Vote Democrat, vote Kamala Harris in November I entreat you to believe as I know: she gets the concept of Natalie Merchantβs truly necessary and emotive song. βοΈ
Iβm crying for them now, seeing them on D and 18 as I board my city bus, wondering about their education. I am he as. If you want to hear the truest vision for this country, Iβve provided it below. Give it a listen and drop the judgement, please. π These are days to get right.
And if you think JD Vance helps the Republican ticket to be more human? Please read this:
Listen to the Lambcast or I will come over there and beat your ass to a bloody, pulpy stump. Nothing could better for you if you like movies. You’ve been advised! And of course, listen and subscribe to Riley on Film π
I was 14 when I first saw all these films. I’ve ordered them by gut feeling but they are all #1 worthy to me.
