My Network is a thing of...of...Hell if I know...

What is a verified account?

Any account with a blue verified badge on their Twitter profile is a verified account. 

Twitter is the network tool. Facebook was a failed promise.

I joined MySpace and that was not helpful to me as a musician, it did link me with a few people from high school. Well, why not join FaceBook and just maintain contact there?

So I left MySpace for greener pastures. Those pastures are barren and devoid of real life. It DOES serve to keep me in contact with cousins I would not see or talk to regularly otherwise. More like its intended purpose.

Along came Twitter.

Someone infinitely smarter than I told me that Twitter was the future. They sat patiently, and explained how to organize contacts and what to watch for. I dove in. It took a bit for me to find my footing. But it was not as much "work" as FaceBook. Much more intuitive. And as it turns out, useful.

Not looking to have "followers" for their own sake, I wanted meaningful contacts - A&R people, radio and television personalities, anyone that can teach me, reach me, offer me a gig.

Twitter verified accounts are the people they purport to be.
All of a sudden I find my network collecting check marks the way I used to agree to friends requests on FaceBook. 

All I do is post music, express an opinion - Twitter is a cocktail party. I mingle. And dang it, payoffs have been seen. I have garnered airplay on three internet radio stations. I have submitted works for a rock compilation album. I am doing exactly what I thought I would be doing.

One of these people is going to hear me play or engage in conversation and it will be that link I have been looking for. I can filter "A&R" as a search criteria when looking for people to follow. I mean, how much better can it get?

Let me tell you...I can talk to Don Rickles.

I See God

I look at branches of trees and see patterns...fractals...mathematical imagery.
I hear a beautiful song...mathematical imagery.
Language is math in that they are both symbolic languages. Conveying higher order from symbols. Feelings from hieroglyphics.

To see a pattern in chaos is part of , wait for it - The Chaos Theory.
If you wait long enough, even seemingly random chaos begins to exhibit patterns.

God is therefore the ability to see a pattern in everything.
Focus on the large enough picture and you see what God sees.

Math and music and God.

Gödel, Escher & Bach?

Like Rand Paul I seem to be plagiarizing.

When applied to music, the formulaic reply becomes trite. You have to step outside that box.

Well, to math as well...and language. Crepe...it is a never ending circle.

The name George fascinates me...GE...OR...GE...OR...GE...OR..like pi, it never ends.

Infinity scares physicists, it is not a reality but only a way of expressing what is beyond us.

To them real infinity does not exist.

Go to a street corner and listen to a busking musician.

Look at the stars.

To talk to God is to make humor where sadness could live; to see order where chaos seems to prevail.

God...is a choice.

Lord Jesus on a Jumping Bean, Horse Hockey too!

I go to play my guitar. I am always in the midst of a project, the actor waiting tables.
TURN THE LIGHTS OFF

S'cuse me?
TURN THE LIGhts off...wait - remember when you were 15? Playing air guitar or after you got the strat...what was the first things to set the mood? Before I lit a joint. Before I got the guitar from its case.
I turned the lights in my room off and left lighting to the one desk lamp I had.

How brilliant must I be to see the tree in front of my face?

Maybe I should make the background picture on my PC an audience shot?

Maybe not?