Frontiersman

The prairie-grass dividing, its special odor breathing,
I demand of it the spiritual corresponding,
Demand the most copious and close companionship of men,
Demand the blades to rise of words, acts, beings,
Those of the open atmosphere, coarse, sunlit, fresh, nutritious,
Those that go their own gait, erect, stepping with freedom and
command, leading not following,
Those with a never-quell'd audacity, those with sweet and lusty
flesh clear of taint,
Those that look carelessly in the faces of Presidents and governors,
as to say Who are you?
Those of earth-born passion, simple, never constrain'd, never obedient,
Those of inland America.

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Glorious Friends

The one and only Moon of the Haints sent a little shop gift today and put a smile on our faces here. He is a Prince among men. Thanks for the banner Moonbaby

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Fuckin' Love This Country.

America, at one point in history, fueled imagination.  She inspired creativity and provided a safe haven for independence.   At this point in history, our grandfathers worked for a living and their fathers shed the same blood and sweat.  There where swindlers and snakes, but even they had to work for their keep.  I wish this was "our" America as it once was "theirs."  I hope that one day my children will see what was lost and try to rebuild this once great land.

We will continue to go against the current grain.  We will pursue the freedoms that have been stolen from us by creating and molding our lives around the great predecessors of our past.  We will build.  We will sweat and bleed into our vintage bikes.  When we are behind our fore fathers bars, we will catch their freedom in the wind.  We will breathe for them.  We will ride freedom back into the roads of our America.

Happy 4th fuckers.

Hood Bush

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