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These are the personal blogs, journals, poems and other just writings of Los Angeles Artist Jeffery Page. All opinions, rants, raves and other content is just a perspective of a human being living in the United States using their first amendment right to create in some shape or form. Some fiction. Some Fairytale. Overall just some who creates daily in all mediums possible regardless good or bad. 

4.21.2023 - The Updates over coffee and Nirvana - Jeffery Page

Site Seeing - Ink, Acrylic on Fine Art Paper ©2023 Jeffery Page

4.21.2023 - The Updates over Coffee and Nirvana - Jeffery Page

Hello fellow friends and fiends, Above as well as Below contains some new paintings and creative writing from the world of yours truly. I hope you are having a great day and living the dream. Currently I’m listening to a block of Nirvana, Smashing Pumpkins, Off! and Black Flag My WAR making coffee and computer work tolerable. As for all tattoo clients I’m by appointment only currently booking at these fine establishments Original Tattoo in San Pedro, CA, The Queen’s Head in Korea town, Los Angeles California, Let it Bleed Parlor in San Francisco, CA and The Electric Oni Parlor in Petaluma, CA. Thanks sincerely Me your friend Jeffery Page

“Forgive, Not!” - Ink, Acrylic on Arches Watercolor Paper ©2023 Jeffery Page

Shame No! . Ink, Acrylic on Arches Watercolor Paper ©2023 Jeffery Page

4.18.23 - We meet again on a new day at the stroke of midnight. So far has it been a Year of prosperity? I can say yes. Only one can hope and wish the best for you as well. For I have seen the positives and finally have started understanding the ways of life in which I love living. Which seems to bring this positive space and mind frame that now surrounds me. Trying to find it sometimes requires a lifetime. While some of us find it at birth. Regardless of your fortune may you all have a great day as it is something we all wish for. Sincerely Your Friend Me aka Jeffery Page

Selfie proves we existed. Ink and acrylic on Arches Watercolor Paper ©2023 Jeffery Page

 

FLASHBACK FRIDAY -

Adopting a Boy for your Perfect Man - A perspective I wrote years ago.
If you are a woman looking for the perfect man then that is were you are going wrong. You can not really expect to find something that truly does not exist at the time you are looking. Most boys continue to mature into a man from an early age. So just like a scotch the longer you have it the more it matures in taste and value. However, that taste does not change much. So just as you boy grows your value for him will grow. For example realize every man regardless of age is just a grown up version of their teenage self usually 13-17. If the man you are dating was a huge Sci-Fi fanatic as a boy. Well you can rest assure even as he grows older that will remain. He might not necessarily have a huge collection. However, there will always be time devoted to his early fantasies. Just like Star Wars binges or the great debate on who is a better captain on Star Trek. Same goes for every sports fan. Most of them played some form of sports as an adolescent. In which as a so called adult hey relive fantasies through these games. So with all passions these boys connect and hold emotional attachment with them in and well beyond maturity. Which would be no different from Artists, Musicians, L.A.R.P.E.R.S., Toon fanatics, ComicCon junkies, Civil War reenactments, Adrenaline Junkies, Druggies etc. Let's face it come game day even the toughest alpha male can be found half naked cheering his team on in subzero temperatures drinking beer just to live the thrill of comrade and victory again. Just to have a chance to be victorious and to say we did it. So learn the group of boys you like. Become familiar with their lingo, slang, margin, chants, handshakes, colors, genre, and philosophy. As that is who they are. You wouldn't want someone to change you now would you?
Well if you are saying yes to change. Chances are you enforce change and they will rebel. That's what a boy would do. So the truth is going to hurt. No matter how hard you try you will still have the boy. How many men do you know that has a game consoles? Problem is that the majority of men are just boys pretending to be men. So with that in mind let's go onward to changing yourself. Not saying that is always needed. Though if you are expecting someone to be something they are not well chances are you need to move on or reevaluate yourself. So yes I said it , "Change yourself." If it is reevaluation remember you are number one. Chase your dreams. Who is it you want to be? With that focus on positivity on wanting to change yourself for the better you then will be able to open your eyes, mind and heart easier to deal with boyish men that cross your path. So be wise. Think of your outlook. This positivity will open doors to attract more. Once this happens remember the boy that will compliment your goals and dreams as well as he won't change. Only you can. A bonus to this form of change and self realization is that you will see that confidence it brings will attract both sexes and more opportunities of growth. A Special bonus is boys are attracted to confidence.
The final stage to adopting that boy that someday will be your man is taking the initiative to understanding we are your first born with sexual privileges. If you don't

think so. Well maybe you haven't seen a grown man sick, hungry, tired or horny. Then again it's the same as a young boy. So as you deal with sickness. You will also deal with flaws. Just as a ball can pass through a window. You will have some juvenile mishaps. For this last final realization of your dream man really being a boy. I give you this final thought. If you take a 13 year old boy, an 18 year old boy, a 40 year old man and a 99 year old man you will finally see the boys are still together regardless of age difference. If you gave each of them a few matches, gun powder, gasoline, a bottle, duct tape and a fuse. I am sure with time they would all end up with similar results. As the analogy of the scotch, The end results would hopefully mature with age. The 99 year old will hopefully put off a display of knowledge by constructing a well crafted firework/bomb. The 40 year old might singe an eyebrow. The 18 year old will probably only burn himself and a friend. While hopefully the 13 year old gets caught before they burn down the house and maybe cause a trip to the cemetery. So keep in mind of the boy you adopt. If he does not meet your expectations. Well release him back into the wild then continue on back to the beginning again. As not all people are meant for one another and not all adoptions are smooth. Yet now you have a little more of a game plan. As I hope this gives you a little comprehension behind adopting a boy also known as finding your "Dream Man". - Jeffery Page

Tippy Pirate Tiny School Entry ink on Bristol by Jeffery Page

A Pirate Tale - by Jeffery Page

Oh, how I yearn to live to olden days,

To feel the sun upon my aging skin,

To bask in memories of pirating ways,

And all the treasures that we did win.

For though the life of a pirate be rough,

And many dangers do we face each day,

The thrill of the chase and the plunder's enough,

To keep our hearts alive and keep us gay.

But age creeps in and slows us down,

Our once strong backs become weak and frail,

We mourn the loss of our youth and crown,

And long for life to not be just a tale.

So let us sail on with all our might,

And brave the seas until our final night.

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In the Garden by H.C. Nightshade

In a garden of flowers so fair, A love bloomed beyond compare,

Two hearts entwined like a vine, A love that seemed so divine.

Amidst the roses, they would meet, Their love so pure, so sweet,

A love that bloomed like a flower, In the springtime of their hour.

But fate had other plans in store, As their love began to wither and falter,

Their hearts grew cold and weary, As the petals of the flowers grew dreary.

One day, as they sat amidst the blooms, Their love wilted, like the flowers' doom,

Their hearts broken, their souls crushed, In the garden, their love was hushed.

With a final gasp, they spoke no more, Their love, like the flowers, had died before,

In the silence of the garden so serene, Their love was eternal, a love never seen.

As the sun set on their last embrace, Their souls were set free, a final resting place,

Together forever in the garden so fair, Their love blooming beyond compare.

And there they lie, as silent as the tomb, Their love eternal, a love doomed to bloom,

In the garden of their eternal rest, Their love remains, forever blessed.

Oh, My Dear - by H.C. Nightshade

Oh, my dear, the thought of you Fills my heart with dreams anew, For in your eyes I see a light That pierces through the darkest night. Your beauty is a wondrous sight, A flame that burns with pure delight, And in your presence, all fades away, In your embrace, I wish to stay. But alas, fate has dealt a blow, For you belong to another beau, A man who holds you close at night, While I am left to yearn and fight. Yet, still, my heart beats just for you, A love that's pure and ever true,And though I may not have your hand, My love for you will always stand.For in my dreams, we dance and play,And in your smile, I find my way,To a world where we are free, And, my love, it's just you and me.So though I may never hold you near,Or whisper words you long to hear,Know that your love remains to me,A dream that's kept in secrecy.And in the stillness of the night,When the moon gleams its silver light,My heart whispers soft and low, Of the love that only you will know.

The Voice - by H.C. Nightshade

As I walk through this cruel life's maze, A voice within begins to raise,

It whispers softly in my head, Words of doubt, of fear, of dread.

At first, it's just a gentle hum, A murmur, a sound, a distant drum,

But slowly, it begins to grow, A crescendo, a rage, a fiery glow.

Each day it gets a little louder, A constant drone, a rumbling powder,

Echoing through the halls of my mind, A voice that's deafening, unkind.

It taunts me with its vicious snarl, And all my sense of self it does mar,

I try to plead, to beg, to bargain, But the voice only sneers, its hate not fakin'.

It tells me I'm a worthless soul, That I should give up, just let go,

And in this torment, I see no relief, Except for death, the ultimate grief.

I try to fight, to push it back, But its force is strong, and my strength it does lack,

My mind becomes a battleground, And in the chaos, I am drowned.

I realize that I cannot win, This voice of torment from deep within,

And though my heart is full of pain, I know that death is the only gain.

So with a heavy heart and soul, I take my life, to finally be whole,

The voice is silenced, the torment ends, As I drift away, to the void that descends.

The Black Cat - by H.C. Nightshade

A black cat, sleek and sable, follows me with eyes unstable,

it watches with a piercing gaze, looking to snuff out my life's blaze.

Each step I take, it's always near, causing paranoia and fear,

like a shadow it shadows my path, as I descend into madness' wrath.

Its fur is smooth, its claws are sharp, and in its eyes, there's a spark,

of murder and vile intent, a deadly desire it just can't repent.

Its presence is a constant threat, making me break out in cold sweat,

each breath I take, each move I make, is watched, stalked, and ready to take.

I cannot bear this dreadful curse, my mind is about to burst,

as I stumble down the stairs, the black cat starts to give chase.

Its gleaming eyes, its wicked grin, I know I cannot hope to win,

as I tumble down, one last time, the black cat takes what was once mine.

In my final moments, all alone, I realize what the cat had shown,

my fear and paranoia led me to my fate, my life forever sealed by the black cat's hate. 

Oh, how I long to go back, to a time before this deadly attack,

but now all that's left is my corpse, a victim of the black cat's force.

So heed my warning, dear friend, do not let fear drive you to the end,

for the black cat is always near, and its eyes are always filled with fear.

In this House by H.C. Nightshade

In this house of echoing halls, an ethereal presence enthralls.

Unseen spirits wander the rooms, shrouded in sorrowful gloom.

A father and husband left in despair, his heartache and torment laid bare.

Ghosts of loved ones now long gone, haunt his every waking dawn.

Their whispers in the midnight air, his agony too much to bear.

Memories of love and laughter, now replaced with pain thereafter.

He walks the halls, tormented cries, where once their laughter filled the skies.

A trail of tears from room to room, echoing their lonely doom.

In this house of sorrowful despair, the ghosts of past loved ones do flare.

Leaving behind a man in pain, forever haunted by their refrain.

In the end, it's only he, left to suffer their legacy.

A victim of their ghostly plight, tortured by their mournful might.

In this Cabin” lryics by H.C. Nightshade

(Verse 1)

You dragged me down to your hell

And locked me up just like a spell

In this cabin that we call home

You make me feel like I'm alone

(Chorus)

I'm just a victim of your twisted dream

A pet that you love to see me scream

Hobbled, tortured, and dragged along

Am I still alive or am I already gone?

(Verse 2)

You think that I belong to you

And all my life you want to pursue

You never stop and you never rest

Your hunger for me is an endless quest

(Chorus)

I'm just a victim of your twisted dream

A pet that you love to see me scream

Hobbled, tortured, and dragged along

Am I still alive or am I already gone?

(Bridge)

The scars you leave will always burn

My mind and body will never return

To the life that I wanted to live

Now I'm a prisoner that you won't forgive

(Chorus)

I'm just a victim of your twisted dream

A pet that you love to see me scream

Hobbled, tortured, and dragged along

Am I still alive or am I already gone?

(Outro)

In this cabin that you call your own

I'm just a pet that you can't disown

And even though I'm in your grasp

I pray for freedom until the last.

H.C. Nightshade approved Cat Face Killer Lounge Act Sweatshirt designed by Jeffery Page staring Dyna the Black Cat

Below is the astrology for Jeffery according to this years forecast…

Fire Snake 1977 Chinese Astrology

2023 is a year to read between the lines and ask for assistance if needed. Despite his acute talent for handling finances, the Fire Snakes should take extra precautions in making any tricky investments of his own. Great riches can also bring great fear. Only contentment comes at no cost. Your level-headed behavior brings the admiration of all, but beware of this year’s tendency to see the grass as greener elsewhere. The summer brings positive introspection which helps you to define what you really want out of life.

In some ways this sounds like a term for something else.

Luck Predictions

Need to watch out for “pitfalls” during normal day-to-day activities. Do not take things for granted even though the situation seems normal and routine. It is just like lowering one’s guard and that’s where your opponents might take advantage while you are unaware.

There will be quite a few “enemies” within your normal circle of friends or family members. Tread cautiously in whatever one is doing during this period and try not to lose one’s temper. Think twice and avoid making hasty decisions.

  • Lucky Numbers: 3, 7, 8

  • Lucky Colors: pink, black, green

  • Lucky Directions: northeast, southwest, south


  • Famous Snake People

  • Pablo Picasso October 25, 1881 a Gold Snake

  • Mao Zedong December 26, 1893a Water Snake

  • Stephen Hawking January 8th, 1942a Metal Snake

  • John F. Kennedy May 29, 1917a Fire Snake

  • J. K. Rowling July 31, 1965a Wood Snake


    LUCKY CHARMS

  • The best crystals for the Snake in 2023 are malachite and jasper.

Snake people prefer to work alone; therefore, they are easily stressed. If they seem unusually stressed, it is best to allow them their own space and time to return to normal.

Fire Snake1917, 1977Smart, insightful, communicative, active, and fond of the limelight.

After entering 2023, Snake people, your love trajectory tends to develop steadily. Single Snakes, you will be helped by someone in refining your temperament, which will attract the attention of outstanding members of the opposite sex. 


2023 is a year of the Rabbit. Snakes, your year will develop smoothly in a good direction and your luck will be generally stable. However, due to the influence of good and bad stars this year, there will be fluctuations in your luck within a certain range.

Your career prospects will develop fairly well. Since you Snakes are predicted great achievements in your careers this year, your financial projection is also relatively good.


2023 is a year of the Rabbit. Snakes, your year will develop smoothly in a good direction and your luck will be generally stable. However, due to the influence of good and bad stars this year, there will be fluctuations in your luck within a certain range.

Your career prospects will develop fairly well. Since you Snakes are predicted great achievements in your careers this year, your financial projection is also relatively good.


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