It’s midnight somewhere 

Such a soulful sound 

One I can’t be around 

Till my feet 

Touch the ground……

Have you seen my body…

🎵Cause, every body needs some body to love. (Someone to love) 

Though such lyrical twist, I do remiss 

Some of the choices I did dismiss 

Like blueberry waffles and pumpkin pie 

Humming bird hill

Or in ghettos they lye 

Bleached to perfection a botanical delection guess there’s 

Something I forgot to mention 

Girl would you take my hand 

Be soft or command whichever the day refuse..

Don’t lose yourself in this place of pride

Stand by your choices , speak with all your voices

Honor your love, be the white dove, cause there isn’t 

Anything in this world without your love..

🎵Cause, every body needs some body to love. (Someone to love) 
***okay so there ya go some totally random yet rather thoughtful semi poetic, slightly rappy word stuff that leaked from my head after a rather long freaking stressful weekend lol. 

🎵 yes, I’m actually letting you inside my 🙉 Just so you can enjoy the soundtrack in my head 

Right then humans I’m sleepy now. Physio and OT today up at the big hospital. I did a ton of neck work which  was lovely since I’ve only a few degrees motion on the left side before I’m thoroughly stretched. It’s funny. Because people will see me in the daytime and think, gosh Benjamin is moving great today… Then for those very few who’ve actually seen me first thing in the morning I think it can be a bit of a surprise.

Anyhow now I’m just being goofy. To those of you who actually read down this far… Nicely done you made it to the end. 🏆🏆🏆

Please remember as you go about your day that you are loved,you have value,selfworth and are worthy of respect from everyone including yourself.

Always B.
“A life in progress.”


This day

This day has no name for it shall never come again. It was a hard day maybe one of the worst or maybe just one of many I guess only time will tell.
This day came again and it had no name for it was something that I had to do… It was time frozen in a heart locked in box put away by boy a long….Long time ago.
In this frozen space a place where all was forgotten he kept a small piece of himself hidden away. Lost for all to find. This was his hope his dreams forever locked away.
In this heart a box in this box a heart always locked never to show again the true true. Has his story of love been written so many times and in so many ways that the ending has no choice but look the same…..
This day came and it looked like no other. The small boy moves so slowly to open this box again to once again read the story that had been told a thousand times in a thousand languages for a thousand thousand years.
With trembling hands and heart the child opens this box of hardwood and craft, built of fire and hell, scribed by demons and angels alike. He pulls a scroll from this place of trust and naivety and with a whispered breath speaks one word……
The End.
“Be brave be bold and thrive in the life you have”™


Science time: 101

Once upon time in a land far away I didn’t have a care in the world… Ha. Right,  me not sensitive 😂😂😂 I’ve always been sensitive who I’m a kidding.

      “so many questions.”
      acrylic and ink on masonite.
      2012. Parkinson’s series.

      SCIENCE TIME :101

      Stage three is a tad ambiguous so I’ve included a list of symptoms. Keep in mind that in stage three things get silly (not a medical term 😂)  the symptoms are often noticeable and strong being made worse by physical and emotional stress. Though often in this stage symptoms vary greatly.                   List of symptoms 

      And finally the last stages 

      The kicker with Parkinson’s disease is that a person can can often be in any stage for any amount of time or skip a stage at random. I could have 1 day or 100 years left on this planet lol.  Sadly no cure exists for Parkinson’s disease. To be honest from a young man’s perspective MY OWN diagnosed at 41 currently 46 its a fairly terrifing disorder. It changes you, physically, emotionally and cognitively. It often alienates friends and loved ones. It has a divorce rate of 85% *those married prior to diagnosis* and well is simply pretty brutal. So please help spread awareness. Parkinson’s disease can happen to anyone at any age at any time.

      Always B. 2016 “A life in progress.”

      Sneak peek at Pearls of wisdom in a sea of fire. Coming soon 


      Lifting the veil.

      There comes a time in every life where one faces the thought of mortality. It may be of their own, your parents or child. But that time will come and when it does it will be as heavy as it is. Each person has a personal perception of what they can carry, which of lifes burdens can be carried and which can not. Some things that have been on my mind as of late. The weight of being or not being. The weight of choice or not choosing. The realities that these choices or lack there of do effect,some that are personal and go unnoticed by everyone and some that are drastic and get judged by the world. 

      Lifting the veil:

      There was a time when I stood behind you
      blindly and watched the world from the safety
      of your comfort.
      then life came and took you away
      showed me the truth in my life
      and the lies of my past.
      forced me to be a man amongst men
      yet as but a boy i failed to see
      what the world would be.
      if i was you and you were me.
      what choices would you make
      just where would your heart be?
      As a child the fever came for me.
      it took my breath away gave me the madness
      that dwells deep in my soul.
      no child see deaths face so soon and closely after
      just being kissed by angels without getting a little burned

      it feels as though god has been trying
      to take me back home for years.

      *what kills you makes you dead
      and the rest just makes you tired.
      sorry to let the truth show.*

      I write from a very unforgiving place a place of no color ,just baited breath. who will go next, who will, what will, why did and how come. these are words ive learned to master yet never understood the reasons why.

      why do we self make such heartache of this life
      these mortal choices meant to enrich this paradise planet of
      human experience. Of love,laughter and everythinig inbetween.?

      We  become trapped behind this veil that steals time and changes
      perspectives as the wolrd spins.
      once i woke up from a dream i had.
      i was healthy, i had a family that loved me, two cars and cats.
      there was a job and friends, bbqs and swim lessons, first overnight gitters
      and sleep-overs filled with fun.
      there was gradutations and salutations
      then the veil was lifted on us all.
      the world was still spinniing so much time had gone by
      where oh where did all of those years go dear god where AM I NOW…….
      THEN I WAKE…. its cold in this house, ghosts live here with me .
      ghost from my past, present and future meet here each day to cast
      sufferage upon this mind….
      ive only tasted bliss once…
      it tasted sweet like the sunshine should just as loves embrace kisses the morning dew.
      then all was gone….. the spell broken. time lost.
      the veil had been pulled and eachday counted more than the next.
      Eachday  a gift of sorrow filled joy. Each Day  a moment in time never to come back
      oh if for once i could just rest my head and heart at the same time. then maybe all of this
      nightmare of lifes trials will make sense in some strange and twisted way. 

      Perhaps some penence for
      misdeeds in a life forgotten but debts unpaid?
      so many question.So little time. 

      The end.

      benjamin 2016.