My ex husband, my son’s father was like Bill Evans


Dave was high functionjng autistic.

And he smoked himself to lung cancer, Bill with that cigarette hanging out of his mouth. 🎶 People judge smokers but drink alcohol like a fish. So hypocritical. Alcohol is socially acceptable like greed and banking. Dave didn’t drink or do any drugs. He loved to smoke. Cigarette smoking and baseball are for the working class poor people because we dare to have an imagination.

Pick your poison. Artist or brilliant brain people sometimes need a drug to cope with this planet that has a very hard time with people who express themselves brilliantly. Even Dave’s friends called him a freak which I didn’t appreciate.

If you ask anyone who knew him or played with him in Grand Rapids would agree or think he was better because he also played bass and drums.

Sometimes I I miss him. There is no music played in this house anymore. We used to play together often. I just can’t feel it in me now…since 2016.

At least I figured out how physics phase conjugate beams move between harmonics in the Tzolkin and express our destiny in time. That’s what I do now. 🥳 It’s a compromise while those music feelings sit there.

After I finished writing this I realized that today is his analog. He was White 4 Wizard~Red 4 Serpent. He’s probably around right now. Synchronicity.

High functioning autism is still a mystery


I don’t trust the government to have any answers.

Today, I was thinking about my son and his job working with autistic people. The universe said “Yeah”. We all need friends, and high functioning and low functioning autists are ghosted by normies.

It’s like we have cancer or leprosy. 😐