Hard times create strong men. Strong men create good times. Good times create weak men. And, weak men create hard times.

First they ignore you. Then they laugh at you. Then they fight you. Then you win.

It's been a while now.

I think everybody should get rich and famous and do everything they ever dreamed of so they can see that it's not the answer.

I'm on it Jim.

Haven't forgotten about that Fire Week! I've been down with a cold so not high on sleep. I'd like to record but I still sound like *bleep* - I know you're impatient - don't take it out on me.

I've been compound grinding on, look out through the blinds at three! Short sleeping sessions don't bring out to the shout in me. But it's alright, I won't take another route and flee. I'll be a proud emcee. You can look down and see.

It's been a while, but I've polishing up my rhymes on leave. So now when I open my mouth out comes the sound with ease. Or maybe not. Maybe I forgot/no time was free. But I'll catch up, I'll get a round, then go ground my beef.

Live without regret. Live without woes or malice. Have no foes, just balance. Stop counting crows and ballots. When life's a mess; it all just seems a hopeless haggis. Just take a breath, look around - get in your focus status.

I've been around. I've been coasting slow on hopeless habits, but I cope with madness, and find a flow that's savage. And with time a peace. If just a piece I'll manage. It's time to grease my elbows, and speak some Spanish! So thin the veil, I think I'll sail, don't sink my tail. It's been a whale.

I'm back, btw. Catching up. But we really need to do something about this plastic.

Those who make peaceful revolution impossible will make violent revolution inevitable.

That Ibex is pretty incredible.