Mirror Mirror on The Wall by Paul Kempe
paul kempe “live no scrimmage” august 28, 2019. Meeting the devil
Better to know the devil when your young so that you have time to recover and find Jesus again. sleep aid for insomniacs, easy listening stupid shit, cure for insomnia.
pseudo academic noise
August 29, 2019 Paul Kempe mp3, ‘live no scrimmage”
Yoga music, tai chi music.
The Human Experience by Paul Kempe
Ain’t no tellin what you might do when your cooped up in your room, no money, no job and the rents do. Ain’t no tellin when that end of world shit hit in your face, like mace and you feel your no longer part of the human race. Ain’t no tellin. Paul Kempe, Live No Scrimmage
Safe Harbor by Paul Kempe, a refuse from the mind hackers and snatchers. They can’t consumer you if you don’t let them.
True happiness is… Life’s gift is our ability to move, and speak freely, which is why prison is a form of punishment. These days more and more, I measure my wealth by the state of my health. There is no one pill cure all in life. The trick is the mix a good stew of various ingredients. Walking, talking, dancing, calisthenics, singing, playing, eating, hell even smoking and drinking in some shape or form has it’s place, like chili peppers, just a dash will do. The catalyst that holds all this together is love. Without love in some shape or form the above have no meaning, and well, you may as well be dead. You gotta love something, or someone in order to survive. The more you love the happier you are I guess. Love can get you through a ruff day. Love is the reason you get up and go to work in the morning.
Half the time I don’t know what I’m talking about. Forgive me.
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have a good day
Left: Battle of The Cranium, Rigth: Dancing Out of Africa (though that name has been changed more than once) by Los Angeles based artist / motivational speaker Paul Kempe. live no scrimmage
Recorded Sunday August 18, 2019 at a Park in Downtown Los Angeles in the morning.
2 Mentally Challenged Men making a rap song. by Paul Kempe and Another Man whose name we don’t know, but who appeared to be in his late 50’s and had a severe toenail fungus problem. He was in otherwise good health, and spirits, though clearly he was short of change. He claimed to be bipolar to which I responded “you and half the entire US population, including myself”.
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Playing in the park is so much more of a colorful experience than playing in your room.
You will push yourself and stretch your mind far more, and you’ll play longer too. It really is a weird trip, and now I’m addicted. Here is one little song that I did today.
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practice !!! ?
The world is yours, as long as you have the essentials like good health, healthy food to eat, a and comfortable place to sleep. From that point there is nothing to stop you from achieving your goals in life, but you yourself. I could have easily been very wealthy and own a ton useless shit, but I chose a different path. It’s all a question of priorities.
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And yea, fuck socialism, it doesn’t work, and will never work, because evolution doesn’t have concept of what’s fair, but only who comes out on top. The only good thing about being at the bottom is that you have someplace to aspire to.
Dinner for 2 with boo, by Paul Kempe, live no scrimmage
Paul Kempe Sheep Boy
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Here is a little something you might like, it’s not finished yet, this is one I would like to perform on a street corner when it’s done.
Why post if it’s not done, because it’s “Live No Scrimmage”
The day that was yesterday August 5, 2019
The day started with nearly no sleep the night before, because I haven’t recovered yet from the South Korean time zone. By 11:00 am I had already consumed 7 shots of Starbucks espresso.
By 1:00 pm, I was so tired and weak I could barely walk to get myself something to eat.
For lunch I opted for half a rotisserie chicken, no rice, no vegies just the protein. Within minutes I was re-energized. After lunch I decided to buy some weed, to smoke in the event I felt the urge to take a nap, which would have prevented me from getting to sleep at night. I went to Shivas on Hill Street and bought the cheapest that looked the best. I have been buying the most expensive that looks the best in the past, but I didn’t feel it was all that stony, and wanted something that provides more of a buzz. Something cheap and good. Like with wine, just because it’s expensive doesn’t mean it’s good. Sure enough I got lucky and the stuff I bought was cheap and good. After I took a few puffs to learn what exactly I had procured, my buzz started, and I decided to head over to the YMCA for some calisthenics. I ended up playing for two and a half hours from 2:30 to 5:00 pm. Cheap and good, yep that’s the way to go.
While I stretching after dancing at Pershing Square as I like to do on my way to the YMCA, I nice lady came over and offered me a drink of water from her Aquafina bottle. I was a little surprised, and said no thank you. The woman said, yes right, of course not, and stammered off as though angry. I watched her walk away, wondering what that was about, but came to no conclusion. I was still in my meditation zone, and really didn’t have space for outside thoughts at that moment. A few minutes later, I was done stretching, and continued my adventure to the YMCA, as made my exit from the park, I saw the lady sitting down on the wall, with a younger male friend. I was startled because just a few moments earlier she was walking in the opposite direction so I didn’t expect to see her there. I still failed to understand the meaning of her water offering, until a minute later and I was no longer in the park, and I felt bad. She wanted to meet me, and she is shy, so the water offering was intended to create an opportunity for us to perhaps talk a bit, and get to know each other. She and her friend had been watching me dance around the park for 15 minutes or so, so she had a pretty good sense of the kind of person I was, and she decided I might be compatible in some shape, or color. She was an attractive woman with a healthy tanned body and about my age, a little younger. She was also very shy, it appeared to me in retrospect, and I was sorry that I didn’t comprehend all this earlier. Had I known this when she stammered away feeling embarrassed because I rejected her water offering, I would have ran after her, and told her not to feel bad, I was in another world and unaware of what was going on. I felt bad that she reached out to me and I let her down. I was dumb and slow, as usual. Maybe I’m reading too much into it, but I’m pretty sure, it’s the way I see it to be.
I’m two weeks sober today. Yeah, the two week mark is when I notice the neuro genesis begin to kick in, and I start to progress, instead of marking time.
Yesterday was the first time in a couple months that I have felt the magic that life is. I felt strong, and sure. I felt good from lunch time on. It was a good day. Somethings could have been better, but it’s never perfect. We must always take the good with the bad. Life is peaks and valleys, “like a roller coaster” as Mauricio from Starbucks said it this morning at 4:45 am, and I said, indeed, and “all we need to do is learn to ride it”.
If you want anything good to happen from this life, you gotta will it. If you are more or less in good health, that is half the battle, the other half is your attitude. You gotta make your own magic. You gotta love yourself, and believe in yourself, and when you do that, others will like you better too.
Peace. Have a good day.
This Paul Kempe aka Daruma
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Boogie Sister by Paul Kempe, Live No Scrimmage
Just the guitar will put the lyrics later when I get some time. I just scribbled this out this morning over coffee. Boogie Sister, let all hang out baby !
Too much pressure. Some people deal with it better than others.
In the mp3 I partially blame the media, but I was wrong, we can’t shoot the messenger, but one has to admit that some people can’t handle the truth. We might serve our country better if we chose our words more carefully, especially if you are political leader of any kind, or color.
Hate violence cannot be tolerated, of any kind against any people, anywhere and especially not in America, lord please no, not in America. Those who identify themselves as white supremacists are dysfunctional, mentally disturbed, delusional cowards, which is to put it mildly, and need to be taken away, and dealt with. The government needs to step in and be proactive in this matter, and clean this shit up. The President needs to take action, not just make a speech.
This is a very sad day in America, very sad, and that is also putting it mildly.
This kind of topic is not the kind of thing I like to post on my website. I’m about love, peace, hard work and find a way toward sanity, but the events that have taken place over this weekend require that I take a stand against the kind of violence that has taken place. It’s not enough of course but it’s better than nothing. At least you know where I stand, and I hope that others do the same.
The belligerence and hate speak coming from the American political scene on both sides needs to stop. Not sure however if it can be. The art of communication, decency and diplomacy in our country is lost and has been for a long time. Long before Trump.
America is great because of our laws and our diversity, but it can become a shit hole faster than you can put butter on bread if we decide to divide ourselves by racial lines.
We are one people all cut from the same cloth of humanity, we are supposed to be humane.
A sad day in a America indeed. If politicians can’t be civil, you need to vacate your position, you are as guilty of murder as those who fired the gun. Racist laced rhetoric has no place in American politics. None what so ever. If your intellect is so challenged that you can’t express yourself in a way to solve problems without using race, be gone, get out, and go away. Your not fit for the job.
It’s a sad time in America, very sad time. We can do better, and we deserve better, but the American people need to get they’re heads out from between their butt cheeks, and vote better, on both sides of the aisle. For those that think all our problems are because of Trump, your are the one who are most blind. Eye for an eye politics is a child’s game that can be and has become very dangerous as you can see.
Indeed the events of this past weekend can in part be blamed on our political government clowns, both democrat and republican. Grow up or get out.
A white supremacist pulled the trigger, but he was inspired to do so by government clowns posing as political leaders. One would have to be a complete moron to think that running around spreading venomous racist rhetoric is a means for solving problems that plague our country, and those who support them equally idiotic. Maybe America really isn’t capable of a democracy. It’s ours to lose people. Look at yourself in the mirror and seek the truth. Don’t listen to what the media and your friends are telling you listen to your own heart and your own mind. I hope to god you can find some semblance of common sense. Cuz if you can’t find any, we’re doomed. This is the biggest problem of our time. I hope we can find the courage to be civil and diplomatic. I’m 59 years old, so I won’t be around for much longer, but for the sake of children, we need to grow up.
I’m not sure how this post will be received, I did not review it before I posted it. I have spoken what I have wanted to say for a very long time, and so it is, what it is. I said what I felt needed to be heard. If you are offended, well… you have proven my point.
Oh yeah, and lets not give the media a free pass because they are the ones who give these incompetent government clowns massive amounts of free air time. Why, because there is a demand provided by the equally culpable audience.
Living in a tent
My spirits bent
But I’m not broken yet
August 4, 2019, 10:30 am from Downtown LA
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