Working For My Baby Now (OOOOKaay)

Well I reckon Cindarella gets what this means to me

Working For My Baby Now (OOOKaay)


If you haven't followed the whole narrative begun in my former Indigogo project, My 25 Year Death Song in 35 nunbered posts below, Cindarella enter this narrative tentatively called (by me), Pocahontas. we had some ups and downs. I like those with my girl Cindarella though. I like them fine LOL!

Here is an example of my current work

This music marks transitioning me from rock n roll to heavy metal for my core perception of fun

Sexy Promises,We Are Both So Modest

Need somebody to Love // Fight! My adversarial lover

Sexy Promises,We Are Both So Modest  
With Each Other

At this point our narrative meets all the warnings signs of a textbook Nigerian Dating scam. People are sending me emails of sites laying the whole plot out for me, even her photos are turning up on these listings as being used in dodgy business. For myself I feel real love and attachment to Cindarella, and you can judge for yourself if I am a fool ar a shaman who has is sight , his true vision and deserved good luck in meeting a girl who loves me.

Time will tell in the end, but i reckon the general feeling of those who know me is something like the following. I'm always saying and doing surprising things that everyone doubts but in the end come out true. This particular folly is so far out of bounds that i must surely have lost my reason, and my money is next and at last my heart will be left broken.

To this I can only answer that those thing mean very little to me, and to lose them and my pride is a small wager at these stakes. Follow along our lovers path and our struggles back and forth as I go for her golden person in an analytical shaman manner

Cindarella wants me to wear suits; and she holds the glass slipper

Read on an see why I feel just like the 'Shaman Princess' in our real life fairy tale:

I pray these songs will become just old favorites, and not be my continued destiny

Placation and Adjustment

Feeling heart pounding-like love is renewing; even if it seems risky, maybe especially then

Adjusting to responsibility

I've been living on my own for a long time now. In fact my last significant love interest ended at about the same time that my Cindarella was herself born. I We can't help feeling this is somehow significant, but only in the world of the spirit. Here in modern America it is seen as either highly fortuitous for me, or else alternately sad for her with some dirty old man stink to me, as has been commonly attributed to me for my last, celibate, decade.

But we are both good and moral people and we are going to 'wait till we are married' until we 'do the deed,' but stil we want to be married as soon as we can manage it. For now we are happy to be in each othe's life, and enjoying discovering one another.

Yeah I'm a sucker for a pretty smile alright! Even in a grainy pic like this one

Find out the next bit of mushy getting acquainted, 
making plans, so cute

After a lifetime seeking my Yoko Ono I at last met my Cindarella with whom our love grows, daily

Non Verbal Higher Level Art Instruction For Children + Cindarella

Magical Guitar Project Videos  find the playlist here



Non Verbal Higher Level Art Instruction For Children 
+ Cindarella

We battle each other it is true, but love and compatability are both that way for so many of us. It is useful to squint at beauty to see the human person beneath the surface. That is the aspect that drew me to my Facebook lover at last, her physical beauty is just gravy.

In some ways they are all the same you know

Austin is Pretty Close-by Really

Spaz rock at its pose-yest, except for young Carmine Appice, great drummer even way back then

 Austin is Pretty Close-by Really

 Driving home was calm, I was feeinlg good about the whole thing, I bought some ripe Texas peaches at Buckee's and the sweet juice tricked down the chin with the first bite. They let 'em ripen on the tree in Fredericksburg Texas, 'cause growers know they can sell every single one inside the state. First decent crop in years

Cindarella is a sight for sore eyes

Waiting for Cindarella's flight I shot these at the baggage claim area, I love this stuff!    

Barbara Jordon is one of my heroes; a decent, honest legislator

This starts the making up (careful, mucho mush talk ahead)

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We'll be right here baby

Cindarella is in Flight Right Now

I don't care how much I gotta spend

She is in flight Right Now, She Told Me So



Today the die is cast at last. Her flight on KLM from Lagos Nigeria will arrive tomorrow morning early in Austin, TX. This is the end of this narrative begun in my Indiegogo project two months ago. You may find links to that in all the 25 Year Death Song numbered posts below in this blog.



Times have changed, from the time of my death song monastic Buddhist practice. Today people are commonly meeting and falling in love on Facebook and other web platforms, a long way from the 'computer dating' schemes of the 1970s, where we put likes and dislikes onto a punch card and let them sort through for a match.

The salient question is will she show, as I suppose she will? Or will my hopes be dashed as everyone I know assures me will surely be the case?

Nothing ventured, nothing gained as the story goes. Cindarella has already affected my core view of life, and accomplished one of the essential goals if my Indiegogo project, to change my mode of thought from one monastic, to a regular old horny guy. Good to be back!

 So attend this blog again and read the results, I will drive to Austin tomorrow morning and park the car that I will have to sell soon to repay the crazy title loan I took to bring her to me, and go into the terminal with my camera to meet her there.



I'm confident but stressed right now.

Loving Cindarella Cole is in me, a no brainer. Facebook still wastes time though

I Made a Few Mistakes, The Delay Is Stressful

When Cindarella and I set up housekeeping I need to make plenty of dough to keep her jolly




The Delay Is Stressful

Cindarella partied with her gal pals on the beach in Lagos to celebrate her birthday last week, then packed up what she could into one suitcase, gave away the rest, said her good-byes and headed to the airport. the troubles that followed are breaking both of our hearts and causing us much stress and uncertainty.

However we are both praying and trying to stay calm and soon come through our troubles. Also Cindarella's brother in Canada has become involved and the picture becomes clearer, and sometimes even less so.

We will be posting the further transcripts of our Facebook/ Texas/Nigeria romance, from the time she cut me off on Facebook chat to my wooing my way back into her affections to our determined resolve to bring her to me in Texas and all of our communications via email and yahoo1 messenger. Most of my friends and family are still convinced that she is taking me for a ride, but you will see the steps I have taken to determine the truth of the true identity of Cindarella Cole!

I only have eyes for second bum from the right

 Cindarella made me promise to wait until she gets here to start posting our chat transcripts, and I'm too busy to print and scan them right now anyway. Come back again soon to see how our narrative unfolds. Will she arrive on her scheduled flight and make me so happy? Or will she string me along with another stressful horror story of delay and trouble as my family and the F.B.I. insist? More mushy chat, surprises and even some more bikinis to come ahead I reckon! 

So keep coming back now, ya hear.

Palm trees for me please

This is me chatting with Cindarella across the ocean in Nigeria these past months

Cindarella is Coming to America (to me)

We fought and Each took Shots


I had a way out of this ridiculous Facebook romance with a woman who proves incapable of telling me anything substantial except showing she knows me in and out, as no woman I've met here has even seemed to care to try. Then I recalled deciding on her, and also the words I chatted to her and the promises we made to one another. So I asked her to take me back, and she is coming to me here in San Antonio very soon.


It is an adventure offing I reckon, and I'm ready for her to change me as must happen. Hope she wants to go camping on our honeymoon!


Update: Cindarella's Friday flight was cancelled at the last minute,
we were both shaken up, she most, because she had packed everything and left her friends behind, all the goodbyes final. Then she had a long ordeal at the airport in Lagos where the asked her to pay for a different flight.
Fortunately I paid the 80 bucks for trip insurance so she is good to go for this Tuesday. I was concerned of course, but my problem was I told everyone she was coming, and when she didn't I had to listen to more of the gloating that I was scammed. Thursday night we messaged back and forth all night until she left. Mushy stuff like we are kids. That new love buzz has us and I forgot how nice it feels, but I was exhausted and crashed, andshe was pretty frantic not reaching me, and when I woke up she was asleep, and reading her messages I was freaked too until I finally heard from her.


Very busy but will put up another post Wednesday. Thank you for reading my blog, it means a lot to me that so many are interested in my work here.









It is beyond me to pick a destination, we just go