I am trying to make a rope,
for the President’s Superpower cuffs…
I dream of a world of Superman’s Children
but if I can’t see something, I have a hard time knowing it’s there.
I came to be a maker of magical cuffs,
because I like to work out dreams with my hands,
but I am also a bit of an alchemist,
which means I try to make gold out of normal stuff.
It usually works,
it depends on what you value…
We are regrooving the American dream these days,
why not?
more revolution click*
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Who I'd like to meet: Superman's Children, eco-warriors, truck drivers, persephone, roller derby queens, nurses, scientists, givers, priests, yogi, storytellers, people who don't know right now, playwrights, philosophers, people who are more visual, people who hop trains, performers, poets, seamstresses, activists, Spider-Man, kids, rangers, Snow White, dj's, massage therapists, people who work with their hands, bunnies, sportsracers, people who work in offices, dancers, baristas, artists, cleaners, climbers, Jeff's sister, Colbert, Skiers, Bikers, skaters, surfers, ani, people who are recovering, trees (and flowers), people who will die soon, gardeners, horses, Jolie-Pitt, soon-to-be mothers, margie's daughter, astronomers, people who are scared, girls who wear black and listen to the Smiths, cuffmakers, lambs, Miranda July, the man in the moon, Bono, people from 'round here, Obama...
Where a kid can be a kid!
[...] I just make angels their cuffs! [...]