Western Southern California or WSC

Now I’m gonna tell ya about the frequencies that take me from the depths to the heights.
Now I’m gonna tell you about the frequencies that saved my life
Ganjas gonna marry ya to the frequencies and it’ll never fail ya, living life in victory. Love each other instantly. Love yourself and loving God. Set yourself from the façade. Break free of your mental cloud….

Calming down things tonight, be peaceful, past our troubles
Calming down things tonight, and rolling with the flow
Passings hours, shallow and deep
Pass like flowers, dead and reborn
Passing time here in the zone…
Calming down things tonight, from what brought on the troubles.
Gotta rock the guitars tonight and express ourselves.
Yeah cause , when I’m feeling things. I need all that Im missing. When I’m feeling things now.
Right now and a long time ago.
Right now and a long time ago.
Everything we’re gonna do, won’t ever stop until we want it too.
Don’t give a fuck what they say, Living The Dream has been the only way.
And if things suddenly end, think of the times when we were called the trend.
But Everything we’re gonna do, won’t ever end until we want it too.
Passings hours, swallow and deep
Pass like flowers, dead and reborn
Passing time here in the zone…
When I’m feeling things. I need all that Im missing. When I’m feeling things now here in the zone…..

I think of things in the morning hours. Trying to build some destiny’s, drinking coffee and smoking bowls, listening to great music. With prayers and powers to the ones in need. Hoping that they can succeed. The heart is strongest with things in need. The YouTube videos on. The paranormal is on. The living lifetime is on. Inspired by those who writes songs.
I think about Falcon Stevens, caring it on for everyone. Always made music with a reason. He lives his life under the sun.
The picture of the land below him as he flies above the lakes. Bringing stories to his destination. Helping people through heartaches.
And then he’s gone, left them his songs. Flying high over the road ahead….

I had a friend that was into things
Talking mysteries and the super natural
He told me that Bigfoot was alive but not in California
Then he started a tv show, moved to Oregon where his legend grew and everyone in world knows now that Bigfoot is alive.
Bigfoot is alive and lives in Oregon and in Washington
Bigfoot is alive and lives in other dimensions when he’s not seen
Bigfoot is alive and lives in Oregon and in Washington
And everyone in world knows now that Bigfoot is alive….

The mirror on my wall tells me all
The mirror on my wall shows me me
Behind these brown eyes, are my thoughts,
The mirrors own brown eyes have thoughts to
Staring staring staring but he don’t look away
Staring staring staring intensely at me

And now I know that the mirror is a friend
Reflecting myself to me
And now I know that the mirror is a friend

The mirror on my wall tells me all things
The mirror on my wall shows me everything
Behind these brown eyes, are my thoughts yeah
The mirrors own brown eyes have thoughts to

And now I know that the mirror is a friend
Reflecting myself to me
And now I know that the mirror is a friend

Staring staring staring but he don’t look away
Staring staring staring intensely at me

I can see you, you can see me too. I can tell what you’re thinking……

Oh what I’ve seen in front of me..
I’ve see in the spiritual realm forces enact what is happening
I’ve see in the physical realm actions speak loud and what comes after
It seems every part of life happens
Talking shit to no interactions
Right now is the only thing here and overpowering fear…

Music by Mike Brigman. Words Dave Cornblum. Poem from The Memoirs of Billy Shears by Thomas E. Uharriet

Our Lord Paul is over all….

(Dave Cornblum as Billy Shears)
Life goes on past the stage
All the roles that we played
because we’re all just human beings

Business matters, personal matters,
The Characters that it all shatters
The fab three has been a machine

Paul in dreams
Behind the scenes
It gives me wings
For who I am

Life goes on past the stage….

Our Lord Paul is over all (Poem read by Countess Powers from The Memoirs of Billy Shears by Thomas E. Uharriet)
He’s keeping watch by night and day
He watches how I sing and play
Though dead to you, he lives through me,
In thoughts and dreams and conscious streams
He writes my songs for this one fee
That he may always live through me
I tried to leave, but he could tell
I tried to drive off in his car
But though his soul may burn in hell
And though he sleeps, he’s never far
Sometimes I’d rather be alone, but only for a minute
I’d rather live my life as me without another in it
Our Lord Paul is over all….

When the sun sets late on this screaming coastal town
Going to have our dinner late, gonna have my mind baked
And my special lady knows cause we connect at times
She says mushrooms make music with spiritual rhymes, and we take the conversation to the higher planes
And I learned so many things from her that I never complain
Cause I am a joker and she is the queen of hearts, but this ain’t no card game you could really lose your heart right here…

I used to have an ego, i used to have a mind possessed. Oh to impress every guest and I guess that the best I could get was a check at a party event. I was effective and I was connected. And to believe that the dream was supreme, as it seems, I was there, but I was never elected.

But you were there and you saw things clear.
And we kept it off the grid cause nobody really cares. I’m a joker and your the queen of hearts, but this ain’t no card game you could really lose your heart right here…