If you ain't havin fun, . . . you just ain't doin it right!

Oh, my my my. . . used to be a train-hoppin/freight-ridin, 40oz guzzlin, dumpster-divin, hitch-hikin, dread-lock havin, rolly/blunt smokin, bandana and carhardt wearin, anarchist/activist demonstratin, radical-cheerleadin, pole-dancin, knife-totin, pirate-lovin, bad-ass, beatcha down, stinky, krusty, squatter-punk.

Now I'm an asana practicin, prasadam eatin, Krsna consciousness seekin, Divine Creator praisin, bhajan singin, kirtan raving, Radha-Krsna lovin, Shiva-adorin, Rudraksha and Tulsi wearin, kajal glarin, Unity minister in the makin, consciously creatin, spiritual spoken word slingin, reggae/blues/soul singin, belly-dancin, japa chantin, fire-walkin,yoga teachin, obstacle removin, baby-catchin, hip-shakin, garden growin, one-lovin, devoted child of God. I got faith to move mountains but I still always carry a knife! HaHa ; ) Peace!