All around the World

It sets in that all the things that I have seen were a jungle and could not be crossed but only need a good machete of hope. I am going and all the things that I have thought about are so easily at my finger tips like the kingdom is at hand. I am in Sofia for the night and tomorrow I go to a Gypsy festival for the weekend. This thing is something that has never been done and it is going to be amazing. Lambfest is a idea that will rock the world and bring a place of substance for a group of people that have no way to find honor. I like when I come to a wall that people seem to see as not movable. I believe that all things can move even mountains. I have crossed oceans and seas just to be. I have swam and I am free! On this boat I saw and now I am hungry for more.

Airplane with the Gypsy kids

Here are some of the happiest people that I have ever met. Of course I am throwing them up in the air like a roller coaster but the smile they have comes from the inside. I don't really know why I am drawn to these kids and the Gypsy people, but maybe it is because I have a gypsy heart. Not real sure but I love them and I plan to bring smiles to them all over the world.

Looky what I found

This is by far one the weirdest videos I have ever seen. And if weird means creative then Lord make me the weirdest man that ever lived! Wow wow weeeeee

Up again

It is early here and I am up, I guess it is the jet-lag and my mind running olympic marathons in thoughts. But I am cool it is good to see the sun so early and get a hello message from Heaven. One of my favorite things to do is listen to music and I found a good one today. Well I have one that is so good for yea and will wet the creative taste buds. I used to listen to Beirut along time ago but forgot about them. And when I was surfing around getting ready to watch the sun come up, I stumbled into them. So creative and just different. I am a believer of just doing what you like and being the best at what you do. That way no one can copy and you are for sure original!

Come with me to see the WORLD!

Hello my name is Will and I am an explorer. So come see the world with me and get to know me a bit. I am a pretty complexly simple guys, don't worry about making sense of it just get ready to ride. These updates will be about missions, music, art fun, and coffee drinking. So get ready, for what I have no idea!

Up up and away

Just a couple more minutes before the plane takes off and I am stuck on this thing for 7hrs. So I wanted to thank my dreams for meaning enough to God He would want to see them come true even more then me. I want to thank my life for being so interesting that God would want to live it with me. And I want to thank my family for being so amazing that God would pick them to put with me. It will never be the same and now try to entertain myself!

Sun Rays

So there are so many times that I have had sight to see somethings but now it is not about seeing, I know now. It is going in a way that I can't stop and I wouldn't want to anyway but I know this train is run away. I am slowly addicted to being moved by things that are stationary, I have never wanted to capture things the way I have now. I feel I am being pushed along by the places I draw from the well of creativity from, and these places are so beautiful but not for the ways most people see them. It is the small things that cause me to stop and cage a memory. I have a short memory but I have drawn a sketch of things that drive the car of life. I am a custom to showing the painting that holds love like a baby crying for his momma when he is hungry. The image that is left after joy takes a paint stoke is random but nice and easy. I still find just enough to keep me from drying up and in the mood to pencil the night waiting for the day. In the day I can see but the night don't show what it don't want too. So sleep world of dreams and nap of feelings of sun rays.


written while I was in New York

Found some Passion in my iPhone

It has been so long since my fingers have had much to say. I have been talking a bunch but my fingers have been silent like an orchestra waiting for the show to start. I have filled their time with string songs and pencil pushing and they are now crying out to see the keyboard like a father to his child for the first time. Or maybe his second child for the first time. I never run out of good experiences to write about but the words have not flowed, its been a stop up and I have wanted in the back of my mind to let this cyberspace be filled with words that rumble in my fingertips. But I think today I have been moved in a way that has caused me to visualize the truth and the truth is that I am a writer and if i don't write I get backed up. Almost like a cheese diet. So many things have wet my appetite for words but none more then love and slightly better music. I am back in Austin for a week and already I have seen my family and set at my favorite dive coffee shop. Those two things are enough to move me but I heard a song that scratched my back like an old friend that has scratched a hundred times when you can't reach a itch. My sister sits across from me at the dolce Vita coffee shop. This place has a small bar and a small kitchen but on a Thursday night no one seems to care how small or how dive this place is. It is packed with what we call locals, they have been here every night for years but that does not mean they don't introduce themselves like they have never seen you. They know all the specials and they drink their coffee like kings and drink their wine like scoundrels. Not that late but they are ready for bed and a song that scratches my heart plays in my head. I heard a song from a poet and songwriter that made me more honest and change some of the lyrics that have been swimming in my soul. This guy wrote a song that moved me like I was a boulder that has been stuck like stone hinge. Collin Hay and all I can say is wow and tell the name of this song that pushed my finger into position, I don't think I'll ever get over you. It reminds me of loves lost and loves to come. In this life there is so much more then the one there are so many ones. You don't have to be married to actually love. Poets and warriors love the same with passion. 102 years old won't keep my heart from finding freedom from loves hooks. I think often that I am in love with many things that are not flesh like cities and should but that love won't let me go. No matter how long I live I don't think I will ever get over you.

written while I was in Austin