humankind

the course of evolution is more important
than human faith. trust me.

god

inasmuch as possible, i'll explain god.
the differences in view are enormous.
such views result in death and much destruction.
this is why.
i'll explain.
one common principle that is current is the bible. the old testament.
muslim, jew, and christian. all common.
responsible for so much emotional pain on this planet. so much loss.
so much pain physical. a result of interpertation.
of culture.

common truths have common beliefs.
from a common source.
different nations have different beleifs.
all from a common source.

i wish i could explain,
maybe then all war would go away.
and the tremendous grief that the mothers share,
would all go away.

this is a picture of me nude. it was taken in the late 90's. i am fatter and balder nowdays, but not by much. other pictures of me nude and in provac-ative positions are for sale. for 10 cents each.  

this is why people shouldn't drink or smoke. trust me.  

there is no title.
no claim to fame, no distraction.
just awareness. of what it is to
understand to be a better world.

understand pain has it's limits,
understand the world has it's faults,
learn to love your future like you love your life.

and love your children, pray keep them safe,
remember our own lifetimes fade away.

we're given free will, maybe that's what god's for,
let's please let the children learn to live and play.

this is a scan of my logo with words. this was back in my liberal days. in the early 90's. before i caught catfish. now it would read life, liberty, happiness, and catfish. 

uhhhh....this is another reason not to drink or smoke. you might end up making internet cartoons....... 

this is a really old songlist. i think it may be from the 80's. it's from the band i played in. this is proof that i am older than dirt. note the yellowish tint to the scotch tape. this denotes age. kids, don't play these songs at home! they're dangerous and you might get the "80's big hair syndrome". it leaves you with baldness. 

a thought

i understand you, in all your dreams....
i know the circumstances of your means....
i don't play pity to your god's father faith's....
i understand religion has painted people grey....

there's some springtime, a whole lotta green...
there's some sunshine, if you know what i mean...
there's some light that's shining down from the clouds...
it'll always shine down...
it'll always shine down...

screaming demons are not going to catch you...
you won't find your faith leaving your soul....
when you find yourself among unreal people...
remember your religion was shot full of holes....

this is why people shouldn't drink, smoke, or do drugs. as i don't do drugs, this is still why people shouldn't drink and smoke. it's in my book. 

this is......i don't know what the hell this is. it's in my book. it's weird. as i have no record of mental illness, i must assume i drew this after reading dr. jeckell and mister hyde. and drinking 24 beers. or more. 

this is genius. not! in ways fallible, in ways not. in ways known, in others not. perhaps this is my drawing of fear. perhaps not. maybe this is a picture of me. with a beard. maybe not. but it's something. i dunno what, but it's something. maybe it's famous, maybe not. i haven't the time to tell. 

this is ozzy. he's my friend. as i have no photograph of him, i have drawn a quick sketch. he appears mexican to me, but i have my suspicions. he might be pakistini, maybe so, maybe not. he works in movies. maybe he's indian. maybe not. he knows bandit and my ex-wife. i keep my eye on him. 

as i haven't a current photo of bandit, the kitty, i have drawn a quick sketch. note the sinister aspect of his demeanor. notice his flailing arms. note his fixed gaze. would you have a kitty like this in your house? would you feel safe? 

see below 

uuhhhh.......

this is another reason why i am infamous (or famous). or maybe neither. a kitty is in the room now, it looks mellow, but what do i know. it's the butt kitty. when i look at it, it scrunches its eyes like a
cockeyed miniature furry being with infinite knowledge. perhaps it gets a form of sadistic pleasure from my divorce. perhaps not. but i keep an eye on my kittys. read further. you'll understand why. and learn to fear kittys. or maybe not. but be forewarned.

this is my trademark. it is registered, so you can see it. i am the z. my kittys don't think so, but they're kittys. what do they know. come to think of it, the kittys might know more than i know. i got my eye on them. i'll ask my ex-wife about them (NOT!). somehow those kittys are sneaky. and they always want canned food. i'll report back. 

this is another reason i am famous (or infamous, you be the judge). this is the origional patent disclosure. enjoy. 

the kittys

lately i have looked at the kittys. both of them. they appear to be harmless.
bandit eats, then he goes outside. very suspicious. butt likes to stay indoors.
very suspicious. somehow, i think these kittys eat food and be suspicious. at
least they look like it. and be suspicious.
i have run background checks on both these kittys. they are clean. so far.
i cannot discount the possibility they are acting in collusion. i have checked
the web for connections on these kittys, my searches are empty. i never know
when one of these kittys will rub my leg. they are nefarious kittys, perhaps
in league with my ex-wife. perhaps not.
they like canned food. perhaps this is a clue to their ultimate goal.
earlier, i saw bandit staring at me. it was right after he ate 1/2 can of food.
canned food. one of those little cans. the orbs of his eyes cried for more. maybe
he wanted more, maybe he wanted less. maybe his steady gaze was a challenge.
i will investigate. i will post his picture. god bless.

"butt", my cat

this evening i have observed butt, the cat. my cat. butt is still as paranoid as ever. i have the sneaky sus-pension that butt and bandit are playing cat games with me. perhaps they are in collusion with my ex-wife. i have my eye on them. i'll report any suspicious activity here. if i don't post in 5 five days, please send my remains to the smithsonian institute. perhaps butt or bandit saw the 48 lb. yellowcat photo (only one of 'em got's to see it) and they are gonna gang up on me. anyway, i got my eyes on them. may god bless america, and watch out for the cats! they're sneaky and want canned food!

the guy on the right is roy. he's one in a million. he's gone. the guy in the middle is floyd. he's gone. i'm on the left. this is the first 48 lb. yellowcat i ever caught on the colorado river in texas. i caught it with a "colorado perch". a bass for you unknowing. i screamed like a child when i saw this fish that i had to net. it looked like a whale to me! creator, that was fun!  

this is current. i'm in the tye-dye. still got some music in me. this is where i live. it's called facawee. it got it's name because when i got here i said "where the fuck are we?" still got music, people still notice. always. 

this is my brother pat. this is the only photo i have of him. it was taken 9-15-83. my dad died in the late 80's. i saw pat then. my family doesn't know where he is. he was the lead singer in the zentner brothers band. do you know where pat zentner is?  

this is a photo of shotzie and niki. shotzie is niki's sister. this was they're birthday party. in the 90's. i forget which was which. shotzie was jim's dog. he's a poker buddy. see the photo. jim's on the left. 

this is the last photo of niki i will post (NOT!). it was taken in cupertino ca. in the very early 90's. 

maybe its because of my kitty paranoia, but this is me and niki. the kid is probably 33 or so years old now. his pop took the photo. this was in santa cruz ca. that is niki when she was a puppy. i still love that dog. always will. anyway, this is the earliest photo of niki i have. 

my suspicions

it is my beleif that bandit (the kitty) is in league with my ex-wife. i can't prove it, but i keep my eye on him.

this is a recent photo of me. i have titiled it "a man in divorce". i don't have a mustache now. other than that, i'm the same.  

the cat

of note is the cat.
it was a kitten.
now its a cat. for reasons unbeknown it lives here.
bandit was roy's cat. then bandit was floyds cat.
now bandit is my cat.
i will post photos of this kitty.
it is my beleif that this kitty beats up my kitty (butt) when i'm not looking.
i can't prove it, but i think so. bandit used to beat up butts mother "scratches"
and i have witnessed it. when i get the photos i will publish them.

this is the flip side. i always liked this side better. 

due to my stupidity, this record is cockeyed. anyway, this is the record i played on. with my brothers. 

this is the band at my wedding in 1991. the guy on the keyboards is otis. he's great. i got the microphone. i'm fatter and balder nowdays. but not by much. 

this is the same band except one brother left and another brother joined. i have six brothers. the one on the right is dave. he's not so hairy anymore. 

this is the band i played in for 13 yrs. we are all brothers (same mom, same dad).