Nothing was happening but I was going to publish anyway but I lost most of the podcast except this snippet. My best work. My first published musical content of 2022

44 years ago, I was desperate to stop drinking alcohol. Desperate enough to take action and accept the help that had been offered to me for years. Once I accepted help and did what I was told to do, I started to feel better spiritually, mentally and physically. Today, I have finally realized how much my dismal approach to financial stability and prosperity has affected me in all ways negative. I have also come to realize how my insistence on being broke has and does affect the people I love. I plan to incorporate 12 Steps, Think and Grow Rich, and other approaches as I continue and make season 3 of "Fingas On The Pulse" the season I get my financial shit together.

I've improvising morning song piano for the entirety of Season 2. 6mos ago, I changed my body for the better via diet and exercise. Today, I am determined to change my relationship with money and "riches." I am going to relate my progress applying the practice and principals of both Napoleon Hill's "Think and Grow Rich" and the 12 Steps of Alcoholics Anonymous to my active attachment/addiction to the disease of Poverty. I've had a taste of the good life and I want more of it.

My friend, Robert, was admitted to the hospital yesterday for Congestive Heart Failure. He doesn't want visitors and I didn't call last night because I didn't want to bother him. But he's been a constant friend to my family and my mind has been focused on him since I heard the news about his condition. Any prayers and healing thoughts/vibes are welcomed.

Couldn't get in the groove today, stuff on my mind. Like, where am I going to get the money for my trip? Got 16 days to drum it up. That's it. That's where I get my groove, I'm fund raising for love.

Talking bout the devil. Turns out Satan is just an angel with an angle. And an eternal grudge against the One who has power over good-n-evil. The One who spoke Lucifer into existence. It's the mainstay of effective propaganda: create a powerful enemy and an equally powerful campaign to vanquish said threat to the values and the lives of all who make up the communities and nations of earth. That's what this song is about, even if it doesn't sound like it is, it is.

Too tired to take sides. Too tired to tan hides. Been fired by both sides. I quit.

Went to sleep at 5am. Woke at 9pm. Running behind ever since. This is about having a reason to wake up.

Couldn't sleep. It's morning now so I sang a simple song about a señorita dulce y bonita.

After yesterday, nowhere to go but up. And this tune is a step or two out of the basement for me. The title refers to last line of the song (repeated a few times) and it means just what it says: 'Goodbye 4 Now'. Though, in case you need to know when I think we'll meet again...I'm shooting for tomorrow. Till then: Goodbye 4 Now.