UNDERCOVER LOVE
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UNDERCOVER LOVE’ self-made booklet, a 58 pages literal ride that ventures into spiritual wilderness, including letters of a young cowboy, secret agent city observations, and other channeled spirits. + A full-length music album under the same name and concept, released in September 2020.
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'meet me in the desert' aka 'letter from a young cowboy' taster! First letter of the booklet below
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Monday May 4 2020, 17:49

Subject: a dirty old world

Howdy my friend

My wild spirit told me to write down my thoughts today, and send them your way

Recent events made me realize once again, looks like I'm bound to be a lonesome cowboy

You know why? I'll tell you why

All I can give you is my truth. It ain't worth more than your truth though. The exchange value between you and me is therefore so flat, it is beyond this game of gain. Something has gotten ‘em all into thinking everything has a price, like they're always scared of losing something, or they're always working to gain something they're missing. I must be crazy, sure ain't the first time I say that, but i believe they're the ones missing out!

Believe me when I say, it's a dirty old world. I meet vampires, they suck my truth and pollute my blood, they live on sucking the truths of others. They think they're not enough on their own. Then there are of course the silent ones in the background, who I continuously hope to bond with. I shoot for their frozen hearts but in their isolation and despair they dodge my bullets over and over again. In fact they've gotten so good at it, not even an experienced shooter like this here old cowboy can get 'em right on that target. It's like they don't wanna change, they hang out in groups tryina’ stay warm together while watching that constantly increasing misery, that somehow they manage to dissociate themselves from.

Gotta redirect my gun I guess.... always redirecting, always travelin on. Hell I'm not sure I'm getting any wiser, I just know I'm getting older, and I can only hope that means I'm growing.

Well hope you're riding safe out there my friend and faithful brother. May the wind bring us to cross paths soon again, share some whiskey, smoke some of that tobacco - I'd sure like that.

Alright, later
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