It HAS been a while, huh?





I swear it only felt like a few weeks. Or maybe it was and I missed doing this. Missed dooinit. Missed my high. My his. My hiss. My miss. My Misses. My Ms. Not my Mrs. My Mrs. missing.

The latter... or the current former, completely up to my imagination. Of which is abundant and untouched. I glorify it, by creating with it in mind. Abracadabra, in the face of prescription based-psychosis. I know what I did to get here. I take responsibility through elevated censorship.

Whoever I end up with next will not be sexually exploited through my music. Maybe cherished through it, maybe a muse for musical sculpting, but... whatever is in her mouth stays between us.

Salute to N0rth West, for stepping out as a Goth! Hopefully, PopPop West is proud and inspired.

New music!, by the way.





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Very excited for y'all to hear the new stuff. 



Oh yeah. 
That's me, dancing to Curtis Mayfield.


Happy Sunday, y'all...

you all...


everyone.



(definitely check out "Slave", in the #SuperCharlesHamilton folder)


#Super!

FreshOffThePresses

It HAS been a while, huh?

I swear it only felt like a few weeks. Or maybe it was and I missed doing this. Missed dooinit. Missed my high. My his. My hiss. My miss. My...