The Fairest Breeze

I was writing a song tonight called "Lost in Austin" but I couldn't finish it because this other thing kept popping up. I drank 10 beers straight writing this from start to finish and I blame Guy Clark and Townes Van Zandt for inspiring me to write simply, which is hard if you're relatively smart and want to make a point. Forgive me, judgers. I think I'll call it, "The Fairest Breeze". I'll record soon, I suppose...

It's been… another year… 

days fly by as I'm steady shedding fears.

And more and more I'm feeling like a man… 

That holds the worldly keys within his hands.

Digesting all the wisdom he's been fed… 

And working out the answers in his head.

Til free and clear the thoughts drift through his mind… 

Like the fairest breeze that's been there all the time.

And don't you know it's been here all the time.

Like friends in need or partners in a crime.

No questions to the reason or the rhyme.

The seasons change and friend you will change too.

Until there's nothing more ‘tween me and you.

But one fine day our paths shall cross again

And rebuild the connections forged within.

Then we'll embrace, speak fondly of the past.

And realize that we're all one soul at last.

Like the fairest breeze that's been here all the time.

Then free and clear the thoughts drift through our minds.

The life and world we share will be just fine.

Notice everything around us seems so grand

thriving then eroding into sand.

Snake eat tail the infinite design

but in time only a few see eye to eye.

See questions never make the answers clear
So give thanks shake hands before we disappear.

And it's been… another year… 

days fly by as I'm steady shedding fears.

And more and more I'm feeling like a man… 

That holds the world, gently in my hands.

Digesting all the wisdom I've been fed… 

And working out the answers in my head.

Til free and clear the thoughts drift through my mind…

Like the fairest breeze that's been there all the time.

And Lord I know it's been here all the time.
And Lord I know it's been here all the time...

A Big Buncha Bullies

In remembrance of my father, David William Roberts. He didn't take shit from anybody. Thanks for having my back, daddy.

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The Last Plane

I've got a thousand songs from the old days. I'm starting to think they might be all I have. So, here's another from the vault. This was a Post-K NOLA song that was directed at no one other than the the lost loves of us all. We all felt your pain.

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TRUDGING ALONG (With words to follow)

Here's a poem I wrote in New Orleans right after Hurricane Katrina. Enjoy.

Trudging along 
a crumpled page

in my life
revisiting mold
and slimy things
that have dried up

Inhaling dust

from old books
I've never read
but always planned to,
I walk alone seeking
your hand

Reflections of ghosts
above me
through coffee cups
they swirl in steam
towards my eyes

When my levees are breeched
I will stay
on the couch
smiling for you
my lovely friend.

If to love

and be loved
is to feel the
sunshine
from both sides
then I've been casting shadows

Caress the numbers
with trembling digits
fumbling for the snooze
to sleep again
and remember you

Graveyards of ideas

never embraced 
and six feet of regret
that yearns to
thrust itself upward

like the daisies.

Silver and Gold

Wow. I didn't realize that the dollar was about to be totally worthless. Watch this video and start buying gold, silver, and foreign currencies ASAP.

Stansberry's Warning

Enchanted Rock!

 Hello Earthlings,

Last Friday evening, Munkee and I drove out to Fredricksburg, Texas to go camping at Enchanted Rock. It was awesome. Do you like Munkee's doggie backpack? She hiked in her own food and water.

 I just bought some new gear. This Marmot tent is awesome! Really easy to set up and really light.














Enchanted Rock is a huge mound of pure pink granite
rising from the Earth like a huge zit.














It was beautiful and the weather was perfect.
















 I also bought a new hammock. It's made by Eno and it's the only way to camp. Munkee and I did some napping in it. It rolls up into an attached bag when you're done with it.

"Can we take a break?" I just pulled a couple of
 cactus needles out of her paws. I just went to the REI website and ordered her some doggie hiking boots. Yep. They make those.













 Lots of big rocks.....








There's a lot more I could say, but I'm lazy tonight. I just wanted to throw some pictures up. Goodnight.

New Toys for Camping Season

I'm getting super stoked about this Fall, and for those of you who don't know what super stoked means, it's the same thing as, like, when you space-jam your slam-piece into a pile of uber-amped pumptitude causing it to splode all orgasmically and stuff. So yeah, I'm liking this weather a lot.


So much, in fact, that I'm getting rid of a bunch of old camping equipment and buying some new gear tonight. My friends, Jon and Haley, gave me an awesome birthday present that inspired me go on this camping spree.

Now, I've seen these before, but never with as many features as this one. It's a hand powered flashlight/weather radio but THIS one can charge any USB or mini USB device with just a couple of minutes of cranking! Also, it has an audio in/out, so you can charge your iPhone and play songs through it FOREVER, as long as your arm works.


Now, for a new swanky tent, one built for two. No more lugging around that outdated mini-city I've been hiking around with for years. This Marmot Limelight 3 is a superior tent. Light-weight and durable. Perfect for hiking and sleeps two comfortably... Now to find a girlfriend. Ha!

Also, a hammock is a must-have to sleep in on those cool, perfect nights. Well, when the skeeters aren't being dicks.

 

Anyways, Munkee and I are gonna skip town tomorrow night and go out to Enchanted Rock in Fredricksburg to break in the gear. We'll probably do some mushrooms and run around the trails like little animals. Maybe I'll hold off on Munkee's dose, as she already is a little animal. Then we'll relax and write some songs.. Ahh...

Here's where we're going...  God's country! Texas!

  

Dumpsta Munkee's Frisbee Obsession

Ok, so I figured I'd follow up that last synchronicity post with something more entertaining. Although, I must say, right before the video at bottom of this post was made, Munkee tore into the kitchen garbage can while I was at work and scattered rank remnants all over the house...

I was mad for a second but I realized it was pointless and that she only did it because she was bored and she wanted my attention. So, I took her to the park to burn off some energy. After a few throws of the "frizz frizz", I noticed a brightly colored object in the woods by the park.
 Further investigation revealed a treasure trove of Munkee's favorite objects. Frisbees...

The universe works in mysterious ways... I forgave her, stopped being mad, and enjoyed the day. And we were rewarded. Anyways... She's so talented. I didn't teach her how to do this. She taught me.

 

Thanks!

Hello World,
I don't ramble much about meta-physics and spiritualism, but tonight I figured I'd break back into this blog with a couple of thoughts on feeling better.

Yesterday, a few things happened that would have normally ruined my day. My tool trailer popped off the hitch while I was driving and crashed to the ground and right into the back of my truck. It was bizarre, because my business partner was actually talking about how hard it was to hook up the trailer exactly at the same time it happened. Then, when I exited the truck in a panic, I broke my brand new iphone! Only hours before, when we were working on a commercial job, (which was at night because we had to wait for the businesses to close) I mentioned  a "what if" scenario where a gang of drunken teenagers whipped into the parking lot and wanted to fight us. I mean, it's Georgetown, TX. I was joking, but not ONE minute later a car pulled up to the light and three crazed kids started screaming "Fuck you!!" at us like they were ready to brawl. We both looked at each other in amazement. It reminded me of many other synchronicities that have happened in my life, and most of them were really great experiences, not crazy unpleasant ones. Nonetheless, these bizarre events reminded me that the Universe is swirling around us at all times and we play a major role in creating and changing our surroundings with our desires. Everyone is constantly creating and we're all basically made of the same stuff so it could be said that we're all just one big person, right? We're surrounded by these types of events constantly because we all want the same things in life. You know, at a base level. They occur over and over again throughout time, and can be used as a map to enlightenment. Think of what we could do if we all had the same dream and manifested it simultaneously via "The Mind at Large" or the "Collective Unconcious"! The most important thing we can do to access and start noticing more of these phenomenas is to smile and say thank you. For having the opportunity to create, manifest, help others, and live.

Gratitude brings bliss.. I wrote a song a while back about remembering that we should always give thanks for what we have because it elevates us to a higher vibrational state and allows us to recognize the crazy synchronicities in our lives that serve to guide and enlighten us. Plus, it just feels good. I think that if thanking someone doesn't make you smile or at least feel a tinge of happiness, you probably don't mean it. Anyways, once we start recognizing these synchronicities, they start happening more frequently. How do I know? I've seen 'em. Throughout my life, I've been through phases where I've started seeing 11:11, 1111, 111, etc. multiple times a day. So much so, that I did some research and found that it was a worldwide phenomena, happening to millions of people. Now, it might seem crazy, but there are some that say that a group of 1,111 Spirit Guardians, often called "Midwayers," have been assisting folks of all walks of life for many centuries. They help to awaken people's minds and steer the evolution of mankind. I find all of this fascinating. Click the 11:11 button below when you get a chance and are up for journey. Just knowing about it might help you take notice, or at least make for an interesting read.

Anyways, I promise the next post will be about dogs, food, and maybe a song!

Another Saturday Night...

And I ain't got nobody. I got some money cuz I just got paid. How I wish I had some chick to talk to. I'm in an awful way..


- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone. Word up.

Location:Saint Georges Green,Austin,United States

Bring it on Home to Me

Here's a cover of Sam Cooke's "Bring it on Home to Me".. Such a great song!

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Another Day Above Ground

I wrote this a few years ago in the wake of Hurricane Katrina. Enjoy.

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An Online Dating Profile...

Word on the street is that most dudes take online dating too seriously. Here's what mine says.... Obviously, I take this dating site very seriously...

I am a single male hominid seeking a female to inspire me to be smarter, funnier, and more successful than I already am. Anyways, all these views and winks... C'mon ladies. Y'all are crazy. Is winking still even a thing in real life? I think that stopped being effective in the 80's... Now it's just plain funny. Just send me a message with your favorite cheesy pick up line you've heard from other dudes on this site. I hear it's a laugh riot.

About me:
So.... I was raised in a Cretaceous-like swamp outside of Baton Rouge in a small village of serfs. My emaciated family lived in a 120 year old house. We had chickens, ducks, dogs, and cats and they swirled gleefully around our barn. Animals are cunning, beautiful, and deliciously wicked. I have a red Australian Shepherd and she can catch a wild pig in mid-air. Anyways, I spent my childhood there, running through the swamp at break-neck speeds and weaving through the dense foliage like a savage wraith. It was there that I honed my impressive agility and set up booby traps for unsuspecting foes who slurked through the foreboding forest. (Slurk is a word I made up to define a person who slinks while lurking.) I eventually ate my family and became alpha male in the village until I was politely asked to leave by the local authorities.

All of that was kinda true. I hope you enjoy reading, by the way. Did you enjoy that fairy tale?

Anyways, I lived in New Orleans for a few years and I moved back to Austin a year and half ago to start a new business. I haven't looked up from that until now. So, I just made a vow to try at least two new places to eat and hang out every weekend until I can't find any more places. I'd like someone to join me for fun times, people watching, etc. I enjoy dive bars but also like dressing up to impress you and going to museums, plays, operas, etc. I'm cultured, dammit!

I have a beautiful red Australian Shepherd and she's by my side always.
She can catch a 50 yard frisbee pass like it's nothing.
I bring her almost everywhere I go, so that's kind of a thing.
Prepare thyself for the massive influx of cuteness as it engulfs your soul!

I cook every day. Do you bake? If you just said yes, then I am already on my way to kidnap you.

Furthermore:
I make my bed every day like a big boy.
I go to the gym 2-3 times a week but I'm no muscle head.
I love stand up comedy, chocolate and peanut butter, and NFL football.
I have a few tattoos. None on my pretty face or legs though.

I started a company specializing in decorative concrete last year, so I make money and get to be creative. Congratulate me now.
I also write songs, play guitar, create art out of junk, and rebuild bicycles in my spare time.
I always have to have a project. I am handy and productive. Put me to work.

About You:
You should appreciate the outdoors. I want someone who wouldn't mind living in the jungle for a couple of weeks to learn how to shrink heads. You should have a really good sense of humor, as I don't. I'm very serious all of the time. If you're crazy, jealous, constantly depressed, never planning on actually meeting in person, or a fem-bot, then apparently, I'm your man.

I'd like something simple and low stress. Just a quick meet up at first. Actual "First Dates" are stressful and demanding. So, meeting at Butler Park or Auditorium Shores would be cool. Then, putt-putting, bowling, stand-up comedy, pool, or maybe just coffee and crossword puzzles. Getting drunk pre-meetup would not be advisable, unless we both agreed to do so. Should I even have to say this? Anyways... Let's swap spit in a canoe, camp out under I-10 with the bums, and busk for change on Red River.

Pop Quiz!
Why do you want to to contact me and go on a date?
a.) I'm freakin' hilarious.
b.) I've got a sparkling personality and rugged good looks.
c.) I remind you nothing of your ex.
d.) All of the above

Looking Forward to your Response,

Dillon

From the Banks of Lake Ponchartrain

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"A mighty pain to love it is, And 'tis a pain that pain to miss; But of all pains, the greatest pain It is to love, but love in vain." - Catullus

"Days like today bring me down a notch. For the life of me, I can’t understand why the most beautiful days turn me into a stoic. Maybe I feel like I don’t deserve them. An overwhelming sense of melancholy has my stomach turning as I sit in the sand on the edge of Lake Ponchartrain this evening. It feels a little like love and a little like loathing. I remember when her waters were so inviting, you’d go in wearing your clothes. You’d wade out into the sunset to just where your eyes were above the placid surface. That moment, heaven and earth were connected. Fish leaped from her golden surface, and birds plunged into her bosom, trading hobbies on the finest of days. I swam out to meet her once, and cradled her in my arms like a newborn. She was weightless, and for a moment, time stopped. We danced then, slowly twisting with the current. I was never one to dive in head first, until that day. Months later I sit here, staring at a toxic surface of beautiful memories in the cove we shared, and I feel like I’m sitting in a great big lost and found. For one minute, I was found, inspected and returned. I guess I was missing some pieces. My feet are in the sand though. Only my head is in the clouds. Various species of sea birds are flying in for winter. They've taken up perches all around me on remnants of an old pier. An elegant bird stretches his wings to dry in the sun, and I smile. I'll never get back to that sacred moment, but I can take it with me. Lives are meant to cross from time to time in this crazy experiment, and one must always be ready to embrace the diamond, hold it to the light, scream with joy, then throw it back. These moments add up to guide and strengthen our quests. Soon, I'll be ready to dry my wings in the sun on the banks of our Ponchartrain. And I will fly with the best of them." - Dillon Roberts, Monday, 26. December 2005, 17:01:20

Gratitude

I wrote this song about a year ago during a rough time. I think that by giving thanks for everything we have on this Earth, we allow the Universe to bestow more blessings upon us. It's not easy sometimes, but the reason things get tough is because we're focusing on the negative aspects of the events leading up to the turmoil, which leads to more strife. I also believe this "Catch 22" was the reason religion was started. Without something to have faith in, we have nothing to look forward to in life. The looking forward is hope. To unlock the happiness provided by both, we must first give thanks for what we have. The key is Gratitude. The Universe is giving us everything we need. We need only to accept it with thanks. The Universe serves not the ungrateful. Peace.

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