My #1 and #2 favorite artist are Mike and Tik! Mike for David and the Sistine. I love Tik for everything else! Really!

Tiki Jay One, taught me street-art, truth-art, brave-art!

And I aint never been 2 Rome!

My process always begins early, collecting the pieces of shattered images on the floor next to my bed, or inside my head… It doesn’t matter I just have 2 get it out of my bed-head so I can move on to the bag of screams yolding in my brain.

Whatever image comes I just follow. Like the warm waves on Maui, “Ya gottah follow da swells Brah!”

I lost my connection 2 the great Tik, on my run from Covid. Post Covid-Brooklyn I’ve been affraid to call anyone…. they might be sick or dead, and ya see that would open the door 2 da black Centipedes!

That would not be good.

Didn’t know it was da Braddah, but then it became Tiki!

I want to wish my Braddah Tiki Jay One the best Aloha!

BK

Monday January 24

Technology is fighting my remaining brain cells and scaling my hypo thalamus in this NY winter!

Talk soon

Bk

I’m addicted to process, but the process of creating a school calandar for Larks school in Denver with my 5year old grandson has been long.

StingRay is big on projects, and loud on about what his jobs might include. He likes to stroll through the studio once a day to see how the art-work is going, but thats about it.

The work above is bitchen! u can ask me to translate it if u email and ask.

Best aloha 2 u! B safe!

bk

Captain Morgan and William H. Knows the third…a Jamaican King before the Rasta King came to da island was great friends with Captain Morgan before he went to London. Then when he sailed back to Jamaica as its governor, Great, great, great Grampa Knows became Governor/Captain Morgan’s eyes, it iiyiiiur h ears, right hand, first mate!

When the great King of Ethiopia stepped onto the island of Jamaica, he was surrounded by the children of William H.

In fact, the children of William’s 3 different “Pirate-Wives” were scattered throughout the Caribbean islands!

Always hiding behind the scenes, floating threw the Voodoo African, Rastafarian island vibes, the Knows Pirate-clan has become da Rasta-RobinHood of da Gulf since time began.

It was how Captain Kwade and BillyKnows met.

EXT. SOMEWHERE IN THE BERMUDA TRIANGLE

William the V was crusing the islands on a huge white shiney yacht, one of three, owned by Captain Zeech, but captained by a tatted woman from Oklahoma, who had a professional Blunt roller as her Firstmate.

As with most things on a modern Pirate ship, things were not as they seemed on that magical day.

Billy Knows had all the bunks below deck crammed with Bricks, pounds, lbs, Nug-bundles of HammerHead Pakalolo!

Captain Zeech always crused the Caribbean sea with the steel lining of her yacht’s hull fiber-casted with Cocaine.

The Captain of the fateful day was none other than Annabelle Peeks! Her pro-Blunt roller was none other than Cowboy Kwade, the current National Bull riding champion!

Know right off the Louisville that Cowboy Kwade becomes a Captain on this voyage through the Bermuda Triangle. In fact Captain Kwade saved the whole yacht, the whole crew, all the guests, and most important, all the Pakalolo stored on board.

Meanwhile….

EXT. ZONE OF SILENCE MEXICO

Cowboy Kwade was the inspiration for the movie The Hangover, and this was the wedding of Shake Tiller, or rather his batchler party.

The Luau/Fiesta that started in Texas at Mr. Nelson’s golf corse that C. Kwade had been invited to by Mr. Nelson him self! It was not because Cowboy Kwade was a famous rodeo star it was because he always holding the best Pakalolo on the circuit.

Mr. Nelson is known for his enjoyment of premium Pakalolo! This party at his golf corse was assembled as a coming out for Mr. Nelson’s Maui grown Pakalolo named “Willie’s Weed”!

The champion cowboy started the party with the new W-Weed, then mixed it with a private reserve Patron tequila that his host shared. How he carried his extra heavyweight hangover on foot in the Mexican desert was Homeric. How he arrived in the Zone of Silence in the haunted hot desert was a mystery.

It was Cowboy Kwade who in a blurry, bright, shuffling hangover who stepped around a brown hot boulder only to be shocked/surprised by the lotused BillyKnows deep in meditation.

CAPTAIN KWADE

WhatheFuck!

EXT. BERMUDA TRIANGLE 1968

When Billy Knows came of age, his father took him to the old part of Kingston, where the haunted docks were locked and abandoned. His father dressed in a black brushed silk Chinese martial arts style, tied at the waist with his. Black belt, now turned white from wear, washing and sweat.

Down an alley too narrow for an auto, Billy followed his father to a locked gate. Behind the ornate metal gate was a pitch black pirate ship floating in the oily black ink of Kingston harbor.

Billy was always in awe of his fathers ability to move quickly and with stealth. This time was no exception. BK senior seemed to suddenly on board the dark, eerie, creeping black masted ship.

BILLY KNOWS SENIOR

Welcome aboard son.

Long shadows moved across the black ship from the blood moon above. Those shadows seemed to hold secrets, ghosts of long dead crew members. BK junior was scared shitless.

BILLY KNOWS SENIOR

My son, you are standing on Captain Morgan’s original pirate ship. It was given to my great, great grandfather by the great man himself!

Senior started walking towards the bow as he started to reveal the reason for this ghost ship visit.

As his father strolled the Pirate ship started to breath, stir, come alive, as if there was a crew making ready to sail. Senior. And Junior were quit alone, as they watch the old Pirate ship ready to sail.

The magical Pirate ship sailed itself and the two Knows’s past the harbor’s channel markers allowing the blood moon to light the night. It was then that Billy Knows’s father began to talk story.

BILLY KNOWS SENIOR

In the beginning of Caribbean history, Pirates were the first “Underground railroad” in America!

Without a human crew the Black Pearl looking Pirate ship slips silently and with stealth out of Kingston harbor in a calm windless bloody-Moon night.

Young Billy looked up the mast in amazement at a real Jolly Roger waving through the Blood-Moonlight.

Turning back to look at his father……

His father seemed to be guiding, pushing, feeling the heavy ship towards the Bmoonlight reflections onda water.

Little Billy was always afraid of his semi-absent, mystical father. He was Santa, Jesus, Selasi, and a tenth generation Voodoo priest rolled into one!

Now, at ten years old, on this haunted Pirate ship, sailing on a Blood-tide, that he realized he’d been right the whole time!

BILLY KNOWS SENIOR

Those Pirates of old always captured, robbed the fat slow slavery ships.

Young BillyKnows watched the phosphorus blinking against the hull.

BILLY KNOWS SENIOR

These were the great Pirate riches of the Western lands, stolen by Europe, then re-stolen by Morgan, Blackbeard, and the rest.

Young Billy was enthralled with his fathers tale.

BILLY KNOWS SENIOR

The captured slaves were given a choice of being sold as slaves, for they were treasure back then, or they could join our Pirate crew and live as a free man.

Young Billy just watched his father now. He was glowing now…as was the Black ship… just a light clear yellow light covering it all!

BILLY KNOWS SENIOR

80% of all Caribbean Pirates were Black men.

BILLY KNOWS (JUNIOR)

Why are you telling me now?

Senior turned away from juicing the Pirate ship to look at his son. As soon as he did the mystica aura changed to the same color as the Bloody moon.

BILLY KNOWS SENIOR

I did not want to do this now.

He grinned to himself.

BILLY KNOWS SENIOR

As my father didn’t want this for me when I was ten years old.

Senior smiled at his past life.

BILLY KNOWS SENIOR

But then, as now, the times, and the stars demand this ritual, tonight, now, in fact….

On movie sound stages the old Gaffers have a light called a “Baby-roaster”. That was the kind of light that was suddenly switched on above their heads, in the middle of the night, sailing a haunted Pirate ship, in the Bermuda Triangle.

Of corse the alien space ship slowly lifted up the whole Pirate ship out of the ocean and turned it around in the direction they’d sailed from.

The Aliens set the Pirate ship down softly and turned downed the bright lights!

Father and son look at each other. Younger looks with surprise, wonder, and questions.

Senior was gazing with tears of sadness, as the tight, focused beam of light struck him from above, as he was lifted like a Savior on a cross looking at his son.

BILLY KNOWS SENIOR

I never wanted this for you.

I nev…

Of corse the ten year old screamed, chased, realized hopelessness and dropped to his knees in surrender as his father was drawn up into the spacecraft, beam off.

The ship now rocking in a gentle roll.

In the shadow of the Alien craft, it was pitch dark, but then a small beam lit up an area in fron of Billy, and some keys were dropped from above.

Just a dark circle in the Bermuda Triangle, and his fathers now gentile voice.

BILLY KNOWS SENIOR VO

Do not worry for me my son. You are loved, and have been since your beginning.

Young Billy picked up the keys and looked up into darkness.

BILLY KNOWS SENIO VO

You have the keys! Everything you need is in your cabin.

The young man looked at the keys.

BILLY KNOWS SENIO VO

Learn everything, be present, and share Aloha!

The dark shadows gently faded away and allowed the stars and sinking blood-moon to shine all around, and reflecting off the still ocean.

ZONE OF SILENCE MEXICO

Cowboy Kwade took off his worn out straw cowboy hat and wiped the sweat onto his long sleeve.

He did that whenever he didn’t know what to do. It gave him time to ponder his whathefuck moments.

CAPTAIN KWADE

Excuse me partner, I seem to be lost.

Billy Knows was statue still, in his lotus position under the only shade, from the only Yucca tree for miles.

Cowboy figured the shade/Yucca situation right off the bat. It was getting hot and the only shade was occupied by this Swami-muthafucker.

Still staring at the frozen Buddha-like Billy Knows, Cowboy Kwade rubs his aching he’d and neck wondering if he’s hallucinating.

The hungover cowboy sat against the boulder next to/facing Billymon.

CAPTAIN KWADE

Excuse me Rasta Man, do you know where a man might find a bed? (Softly sings to himself.) Just stood there shook his head…

BILLY KNOWS

NO was all he said!

Hangover or not, the loud song lyrics shouted out from the now smiling RastaMan scared-surprised Cowboy Kwade so completely he had leaped straight up and over the Boulder.

Cowboy Kwade peeked around the boulder looking for Billy Knows who wasn’t there.

From behind.

BILLY KNOWS

Aloha my Braddah!

Cowboy snapped around to face the giant brown smiling face of Billy Knows!

Like he was bucked off an angry Bull who’s balls are tied, Cowboy Kwade hops straight up and back over his boulder, where he finds Billy Knows still sitting in his meditating lotus position.

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ZONE OF SILENCE MEXICO

Close-up of Cowboy Kwade in shade being helped to drink water from a small water bottle. He chokes, coughs, then sits up in fright.

His view is of Billy Knows still sitting in Lotus but staring fierce eyed into the cowboys eyes.

CAPTAIN KWADE

Where am I?

BILLY KNOWS

I bet you have wanted to say that line your whole life!

BK’s eyes were on fire with life, passion, wonder, and joy!

Cowboy Kwade had never seen…?.. felt…? Experienced anyone like the Shaman/Witch/Bruno sitting in front of him.

He had a Cheshire grin, but he had all of Lewis Carrols insanity inside his eyes!

CAPTAIN KWADE

That’s true…

BILLY KNOWS

You are in a place called the Zone of Silence. Have you ever heard of it?

Cowboy Kwade just shook his head “No.”

BILLY KNOWS

This Zone is the Bermuda Triangle of Mexico!

CAPTAIN KWADE

I am in the Zone. So where are you?

BILLY KNOWS

I am actually in THE! Bermuda Triangle on a shiney white Yaght sharing a bong with a Miss Peeks when you called me here.

CAPTAIN KWADE

I called you?

BILLY KNOWS

That’s how it always works. You always meet the people you need 2make your dreams come true!

CAPTAIN KWADE

Little to fortune cookie for me Rasta Man.

BILLY KNOWS

Well then this should micro your brain pan.

Cowboy Kwade had been looking at the shade sitting empty next to him.

He was in mid question when he turned back to look at the mystical ghoul, who had transformed into a giant cobra snake larger than a dog!

SNAKE

Nothing personal.

The giant snake swallowed Cowboy Kwade whole faster than you could say ‘Whathefuck?

SOMEWHERE IN THE BERMUDA TRIANGLE

The tropical storm in the Bermuda Triangle is not a place to beam into, but the fat cobra seemed to have shit Cowboy Kwade onto a Bridge of the yacht and into this emergency situation!

Standing at the wheel of the yacht in 20foot storming swells, the whole deck at 45% degrees, with all the thunder, lightning etc…

Jumping into Cowboy Kwade’s frame (POV) is the Porn star Captain screaming at him!

ANNABELLE PEEKS

If you can save this ship, it’s YOURS!

Used to riding bulls helped Cowboy Kwade stay calm as he looked around the rolling bridge, searching for Billy Knows who has conveniently vanished.

Cowboy Kwade’s cell phone has been ringing since he’d arrived on this yacht.

ANNABELLE PEEKS

Answer your phone!

Storm action with still rolling deck, Cowboy Kwade is struggling to hold the wheel!

ANNABELLE PEEKS

Answer your CELL!

CAPTAIN KWADE

I don’t have a cell!

Anna belle wrapped around his leg she pulls the cell phone out of his Wranglers, and answers it, then passes up to the struggling cowboy.

ANNABELLE PEEKS

It’s for u! It’s Billy Knows!

Cowboy Kwade looks down at her grasping his leg and the phone incredulous ly, then took the phone.

CAPTAIN KWADE

Whathrfuck?!

BILLY KNOWS (V.O.)

Howzit Braddah?

CAPTAIN KWADE

MutherFucker!,,

BILLY KNOWS

You said dat Brah!

CAPTAIN KWADE

MutherFucker!

BILLY KNOWS

Dat 2!

CAPTAIN KWADE

Get me outta here!

BILLY KNOWS (V.O.)

Think Seinfeld, “Really?”

Medium shot of soon to be Captain Kwade staring at the cell phone.

BILLY KNOWS (V.O.)

Let’s review, Brah! As a visual aide, you might 360 your peepers, as I talk-story to your heart.

CAPTAIN KWADE

Is it going to hurt?

BILLY KNOWS (V.O.)

Pain is zip to you, Brah!

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EXT. PUEO FARMS HANA MAUI

Close up Billy Knows VooDoo beads around his neck.

BILLY KNOWS (V.O.)

Begin your scan Brah! Best of Aloha-luck 2 u!

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SOMEWHERE IN THE BERMUDA TRIANGLE

Medium shot of Cowboy Kwade looking at his phone again!

BILLY KNOWS (V.O.)

At this moment you are at the wheel of a shiney white yacht, with a world famous porn star humping your leg…

CAPTAIN KWADE

Not ‘humping’ really…

BILLY KNOWS (V.O.)

On the table is also your first command as a full Captain, and the ownership of this boat.

CAPTAIN KWADE

What about the cargo?

BILLY KNOWS (V.O.)

The cargo is mine.

CAPTAIN KWADE

15% of the cargo.

BILLY KNOWS

You are not a Captain yet.

CAPTAIN KWADE

10% and nothing less, I mean if I gonna be saving your ship Braddah mon…?

BILLY KNOWS (V.O.)

Spoken like a true Pirate, but u have forgotten how you arrived at this moment in time.

CAPTAIN KWADE

Wait! I don’t know how I got here!

BILLY KNOWS

Exactly.

CAPTAIN KWADE

5%?

BILLY KNOWS

Done! Welcome aboard Captain!

Suddenly the weather calmed down, the Sun broke through and Three Little Birds…

FADE IN:

PUEO FARMS HANA MAUI

Closeup smile of Billy Knows taking the phone from his ear and handing to Captain Zeech, as the three little birds sing such sweet songs… fade to Marley song

EXT. EARLY MORNING SUMMER PHOENIX FRONT PORCH TRACK HOME

Captain Silver is sitting in his father’s old rocking chair as I approach the porch of his sister’s porch.

The strange part of the approaching scene was that the usually dapper/coiffed Captain was dressed as a Western/ Pirate!

Carrying both a sword and an old Colt 45 in a well used/oiled holster, that was barely holding up huge cowboy chaps.

His boots were above the knee Pirate boots, or boot. (Like a Pirate, he was missing one of his legs!) On said boot was wrapped with an antique silver belled spur, tinkling away. The “Peg” for his missing leg was Captain Silver’s now famous Bowling-Pin-Peg-Leg. On the narrow part of the Bowling-Pin was a tiny spur that was spinning/tinkling from his Sister’s kitten who was playing on the stump.

CAPTAIN SILVER

AlohaMorning BraddahMon!

How do you like my outfit?

DR

Halloween is in August?

CAPTAIN SILVER

No Brah, I wore my father’s wacky clothes so I could tell the tale of Deogracias Raguindin Javier!

DR

Who the fk is that?

Looking hurt…

CAPTAIN SILVER

Thats my father’s full name Assears.

DR

What the fk are those?

CAPTAIN SILVER

You have Ass-holes for ears! Always full of shit!

DR

Sounds logical. Poetic, almost.

CAPTAIN SILVER

STFUCK-UP and pass me da talking stick.

The talking stick was a giant Bong that Captain Kwade had made for occasions when Captains meet. Like a giant glass, Pirats-Peace-Pipe!

A custom made giant glass bong costs thousands, so he had a custom saxophone case transform into the “Talking Stick Bong Case”, which I removed out of said case, loaded the bowl with premium HammerHead Pakalolo and passed it to the one legged Pirate Captain!

DR

The Mini-Spur onda Bowling Pin-Peg-Leg is a nice touch.

With semi-small stink-eye Captain Silver passed the Talking-Stick-Bong back to me with the reminder to NOT talk when someone else held the sacred Stick-Bong.

CAPTAIN SILVER

It was my father’s.

I almost dropped the monster Bong.

DR

Wait! The Stylin-Bowling-Pin-Peg-Leg (Mini-Spur included!) is not of your creation?

Bong reload, then pass.

CAPTAIN SILVER

My father’s.

Back-pass-re-fire.

DR

Wait! WhatheFuck! Your father had lost a leg?

Re-back-pass smokin like-da-Sugar Cane train in Lahina!

CAPTAIN SILVER

His left.

The Talking-Stick-Bong had three important functions. 1) It made all Pirate Captains shut down their brains/mouths and listen to da stick-bong holder. 2) Quickly, the Captains became spiritually HIGH. In other words, perfectly stoned to discuss important topics.

Re-load, re-fire and re-blaze, backpass! 3) It gave each Captain time to ponder/bake on the words/meanings/feelings that were said during the Pirate Round table Parlement!

DR

Hold it, Brah! His left, your right, Whathefuck? Did he loose his to the same fkin HammerHead u lost yours?

Re-re-re-back pass.

CAPTAIN SILVER

Black Centepede.

DR

Wait. Your father lost his leg to a 3 inch Centepede?

CAPTAIN SILVER

Why u Haolies so dumb? Here in AZ, da fking BLACK CENTEPEDES are 5 fat crunchy inches.Pirate

“The three men I admire most, the Artist, Music and the writing Ghost, had just arrived onda real west coast, the day the music died.” BK 2016

ScriptBILLY KNOWS (V.O.)

“That’s me, #BillyKnows, playjorizing my own mind from the movie projecting in my head… relentlessly.

EXT. DAY/MORNING NORTH SHORE OAHU HAWAII COMPOUND ON DA BEACH

BILLY KNOWS

Back to ONE!

FIRST AD (V.O.)

Reset everyone!

BILLY KNOWS (V.O.)

That’s Chris my First AD barking orders. As u can tell I’m directing this, this…. SHAMBALA!

Slow-pan 360.

BILLY KNOWS (V.O.)

Well, I’m writing this hour long show for Netflix as well producing SHAMBALA!

FIRST AD

READY IN 5.

BILLY KNOWS (V.O.)

Whats SHAMBALA about? I think its a DocuDrama-Lifestyle-How-to-Educational-Creative-Ecologial-Save-theWORLD kinda show. Of corse I could b wrong.

BILLY KNOWS

Chris, don’t say anything to Big Grumpy!

Chris nods and grins, understanding the need not to anger my Director of Photography, Joe Pytka!

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EXT. DAY/MORNING NORTH SHORE OAHU HAWAII COMPOUND ON DA BEACH

The action (right now) is following me down the same decked path that the camera will travel around this green corn field to reveal our primary Pirates who will create SHAMBALA!

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EXT. DAY/MORNING NORTH SHORE OAHU HAWAII COMPOUND ON DA BEACH

The action right now is the real camera dolly revealing (through our rectangle POV) three men of honor standing around and old picnic table. Thick wrists and scarred knuckles show the men to be warriors, and yet their deep water tans shared their love of the oceans!

Two of these Central Casting ‘Pirate Captains’ have one leg up on the table top, the third Pirate Captain had an old hardwood bowling pin as his “peg-leg” and a real parrot shitting on his shoulder and down his sleve. (Smelled ripe.)

Captain Nick Silver was probably the most violent of the three standing Pirate Captains. Being a 7th generation ship captain sailing across Far Eastern oceans, Captain Silver stunk the place up with dangerious street/Ocean cred.

His shaved bullett-bald headedness shined above dark Poker-dead eyes then falling to the wise-white Fu Man Chu covering a strong/leading chin.

EXT. DAY/MORNING NORTH SHORE OAHU HAWAII COMPOUND ON DA BEACH

Camera 360 around our three outlaws but nobody would ever miss seeing Captain Kwade McKwade!

The Steven Tyler of Pirate Captains, Captain Kwade was dressed in the flying colors of his ship thr Busted Flush. His stature seem 2 b flowing with his silks featuring Hawaiian colors, catching every breeze, his colors complemented the deep green corn stalks in the field behind the trio.

CAPTAIN KWADE (V.O.)

Doc, U r a Texas Numb-Nuts.

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EXT. DAY/MORNING NORTH SHORE OAHU HAWAII COMPOUND ON DA BEACH

Captain Kwade is staring into the camera right at me!

DOC

ZZ-Top wanna b muthuah fuckah! Just because I’m your ‘Ghost writer’ does not mean u can live in my head!

CAPTAIN KWADE (V.O.)

Butt-Face! CORN?

DOC

CUT!

I get off my ass off da directors chair to walk up close 2 Captain Kwade. I lean closer to his ear and ask,

DOC (CONT’D)

R u kidding?

CAPTAIN KWADE

I nevah do!

DOC

Is this?….

CAPTAIN KWADE

The first original strain…

DOC

Don’t tell…Ahhh

CAPTAIN KWADE/DOC (SIMO)

HAMMERHEAD!!!!!!!!

*Whack-Slap, is the only word/adjective I could come up with to describe the sound of a ten foot Hammerhead shark tail slapping the surface of the water 10 yards away from where I was standing on land, and on an island next to my own human-Hammer-Head-Shaman CAPTAIN KWADE McKWADE!

So when the sound of near by mating Hammerhead sharks coincided with the Captain hissing ‘HammerHead’ in my ear, while I realized the ‘Corn’ I was staring at was giant stalks of ‘HammerHead’, our (Shambala’s) new Blaze-Strain of Pakalolo!

EXT. DAY/MORNING NORTH SHORE OAHU HAWAII COMPOUND ON DA BEACH

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Panning-Drone shot begins on a close up of fresh clear river water gently rolling by, as huge dark shadows move below the surface.

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EXT. DAY/MORNING NORTH SHORE OAHU HAWAII COMPOUND ON DA BEACH

Close-up of the bowl of my MeassureSchmit pipe lighting up my Pakalolo quick cuts of the crew working quick, then Drone POV as it elevates away/up from the river shows huge shadowed fish zipping nervously, cut to underwater camera crew setting up underwater cameras, cut to the Pirate Captains holding their own iPad, cut to the live underwater camera footage suddenly appearing on their screens, cut to close-up of Captain Kwade winking at the camera sharing foul gestures about the underwater footage.

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EXT. UNDERWATER FOOTAGE

Hammerhead sharks are fighting/fucking/biting/bumping Megga-Aggitatto!

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EXT. DAY/MORNING NORTH SHORE OAHU HAWAII COMPOUND ON DA BEACH

Hand held iPhone movies of Captain Kwade brandishing his ‘Sword’ which is really his custom made glass blown in reds, black and clear, is a little over a yard tall and looks a lot like an antique bejeweled Pirate sword, that he loves to brandish.

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EXT. DAY/MORNING NORTH SHORE OAHU HAWAII COMPOUND ON DA BEACH

Drone shot elevates our POV high enough for our first view of the 28 acres of SHAMBALA!

EXT. MAP OF SHAMBALA

The actual map fades into our computer generated map so we can show both plans, progress failures and successes.

An example are the two rivers that border two sides of the property. Both rivers send fresh water from the mountains to the sea. Mixed with both fresh and salt waters this soup combo is Viagra for HammerHead sharks. The two crossing rivers act as a mote discouraging bandit visits, or anyone who might threaten safety.

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EXT. DAY/MORNING NORTH SHORE OAHU HAWAII COMPOUND ON DA BEACH

Ten minutes earlier Captain Kwade was horsing around with Captain Silver by pretending to cut his leg off with his Bong-Sword!

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EXT. DAY/MORNING NORTH SHORE OAHU HAWAII COMPOUND ON DA BEACH

Drone image of the two rivers bordering Shambala show the rivers full of sharks!

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Howling with glee, Captain Kwade holds Captain Silver’s false leg over the rivers pretending to entice the sharks to lunch on the fake leg.

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EXT. DAY/MORNING NORTH SHORE OAHU HAWAII COMPOUND ON DA BEACH

Both Captains Frank and One are watching Capt. Kwade acting silly standing knee deep in the river, but they both turn to look at Captain Silver.

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EXT. DAY/MORNING NORTH SHORE OAHU HAWAII COMPOUND ON DA BEACH

POV of Captain Silver standing on one leg. Background noise is Capt. Kwade howling with joy at his antics.

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Captain Frank looks out at the huge Hammerhead shark trying to bite the wooden leg that the insane Capt. Kwade is splashing it with..

Then Captain One nudges Capt. Frank standing him to refocus and re-look at Captain Silver standing ten yards away on a rise death still on one leg.

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Captain Silver stand fire plug strong on one leg and one evil looking crutch as he waits/watches calmly for the return of his wooden leg.

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Portrait dolly shot of Captain Nicholas Silver! The gifted music producer was of mixed Asian races even though currently, he seem to embody Sun Zu and the Blind Samurai (Zatochi) from 60’s Japanese TV.

Beat and bullied as a child, for his mixed races, he decided to study each of his races/cultures and to incorporate each of their best virtues into his own personality.

Now a T’ai Chi master, Black belted in many martial arts, but excels with the Katana. Always carries a small sword on his person at all times.

All this seems to balance with his music gifts, that he discovered in the 70’s, and the enlightened 70’s was the reason he dressed like an LA pimp/Pirate.

Dressed in purple satins and silks flowing, its almost funny and yet, the viper like nature of this violent man guarantees you would never laugh at him.

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EXT. DAY/MORNING NORTH SHORE OAHU HAWAII COMPOUND ON DA BEACH

Close-up of a double barrel 12-gage sawed-off shotgun pistol as it shoots us (the camera POV) in the face.

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Captain Kwade stops playing with the sharks in the river and looks toward shore.

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The Two Captains look over to where the blast came from to see one of the rarest things in World history…. A FEMALE PIRATE CAPTAIN!

All Pirate Captains are always surrounded by beautiful free-living women, thanks 2 all the Pirate movies ever made. We are gonna follow that trend of beautiful women, but seen through glasses of Strength.

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Back and forth between EXT. And INT.

Our POV is dollying into/through the gunsmoke to a classic Vanity Fair Cover portrait of the last remaining Female-Pirate Captains on the planet!

And yet the Patrona/Leader of the female Pirates, in the center of the photo, Captain DW, is only seen for a second before the gunsmoke fades in and out again…

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…into small delicate beaded gloved hands as they reload the smoking shot gun that just discharged.

Panning back we see Princess PoolWater, a human twin of the Indian Princess that was in Disney’s Peter Pan! Very young and dainty, which she uses to hide the Viper beneath. Known to all present the Princess was a classical trained Ninja.

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Captain Kwade, still standing in the river was looking up at the shotgun smoke.

CAPTAIN KWADE

What th..?

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Princess PoolWater instantly snapping the now reloaded sawed-off into the direction of Captain Kwade’s nose, freezing him in mid-wtf’s?

CAPTAIN RIVERS VO

Pardon our intrusion honorable Captains!

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A wide shot of all the Captains looking up at the hailing welcome!

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The groups POV shows Captain Rivers proudly doing his best ‘Captain Morgan pose’ from the Rum commercials!

Hawaiian trade winds wave his red cape at the North Pacific Ocean signaling all the sheeps onda wattah and da sharks on SMedia! Shouting “BEWARE! WE R HERE!”

CAPTAIN RIVERS

I asked my daughter, Princess PoolWater to request your attention so that I may welcome u 2 Shambala!

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Median shot of Captains One and Frank looking back n forth between The Loud/Proud Captain Rivers and the shy cute/deadly Princess PoolWater holding her re-loaded sawed-off double barrel.

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Warm frame medium shot of “Captain Morgan cartoon Run character” looking down the hill at his “team” raises his Bong and Toasts…

CAPTAIN RIVERS VO

Welcome to SHAMBALA!

AlohaMorning!

Try as I might, I can’t get away from “Trumplstillskin and his goblins!

The mouthpiece for “the DarkSide-Goblins” is Sarah SuccubussSanders, who (For me)represents the kind of women who would vote, live, die for DJTrumplstillskin.

Sad, victum, uneducated, unatractive, angry sheep-following seething-bubbling-rage, yet miserable breath-smelling whine that grinds out of her pie-hole makes me hate.

Her voice lashes up my Black-Centepedes (Depression) who demand massive amounts of energy to defeat, avoid, kill…..Pic your adjective!

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Best Aloha,

bk

AlohaMorning!

I figured if Ellen D can start her career by writing a letter to “God” then so can a million American woman who could save America by just standing up!

Happy B-day StingRay!

AlohaMorning!

It’s 5degrees or some cold-shit-Colorado style winter weather here in Way-High Denver!

None of this helps with da Black-Centipedes! (Black-Centidedes=Depression)

Colorado has one of the highest rates of suicide in the US.

Why?

Is it the gray overcast that sun-blocks the pure altitude sunshine?

Is it too many Trump-voting, Nazi-gun loving kid-killers mixing with our Subaru driving, shoulder tattoo’ed, stroller pushing, with dog attached amazon-powered Me2-females, who rule Denver?

Too much Hydrocodon addiction? (sp?)

Personally, I think it’s the Vog-smoggy-funk that comes from Rat-Clown and his swamp inda White House!

I think the image above is about the “Horror” *(Said like Brando) in Washington!

Copious amounts of Pakalolo is what keeps me away from the Black Centipedes!

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Aloha!

bk

“StingRay” is the Super hero name I tagged my 3 year old grandson with 2 years ago.

I have been assigned to assist in his art education!

When he was 2 he told me to call him “Pablo” after he discovered the painting “Gurnica” in the heavy Modern art book I got him!!

Now, almost 4 years old and living in Colorado, we now work art projects 2gether.

This is our most recent work!

Please subscribe, like, clap whatever u can 2 support #Strongart!

AlohaMorning!

bkFine