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Tuesday, April 20, 2010

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"The Rock n Roll Psychic"

Some of my radio appearances over the past 6 months

A still from "That Ole Devil Called Love" -- photo by Andrew Kim

Another still from "That Ole Devil Called Love" -- photo by Andrew Kim

Various "Head Shots"

Acting Resume

Actors I have appeared on screen with

Manifestation 101

Magick keeps happenin' -- on Thursday, I said "I want someone to leave something. I want to find something good, literally, just laying on the ground". In my mind, I pictured this.

This is after my last "experiment" -- where I visualized a girl "picking me up" -- which, literally, happened about 90 minutes later. She actually followed me out of the store (again, no lie) and asked me to give her a ride to her car -- which was only 2 blocks away.

This think and it's so stuff . . . well, actually, it kinda rocks.

Also, did I mention I've been in 8 movies in the past month ?? Anyway, back to my story . . .

The very next day, no lie !!, SITTING ON TOP OF THE DUMPSTER, 2 big boxes of clothes -- good, expensive, relatively new clothes -- that fit, probably worth about $2000 . . . And I have a fairly "unique" body, small waist, big shoulders, long arms . . .

so the odds of a box of clothes just being "my size" -- on top of the fact that someone would throw all this in the dumpster (36 hours after I visualized finding a "treasure" just laying on the ground) -- probably not good.

Shirts by 7 Diamonds, Pronto - Uomo, and Joseph & Feiss. Three pairs of dress pants (perfect fit) and a pair of $300 True Religion Jeans (31 inch waist and they fit !!), a brand new suit jacket 40L with the tags still on it (in a bag), other shirts and jackets, a pair of swim trunks, about a dozen t-shirts and 6 ties, too !!

I am now a rich, HIP gay boy so I blend as an actor here in LA -- Ms. Kross says it's so (even better, I am going to SF in 2 days hahahahaha !!) --

AND he also left a Director's Chair, too. Which I carted off, as well. Movie Magick. Ask and . . .

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Life is an Adventure

** "Life is a daring adventure or it is nothing" **

** "Optimism is the faith that leads to achievement. Nothing can be done without hope and confidence." **

** "What I am looking for is not out there, it is in me." **

all quotes -- Helen Keller

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I decided to "get out of the way" a few months ago and try to roll with whatever came down. This wasn't the "easiest" thing to do hahahahaha. . .

especially since I had TOTALLY exhausted whatever financial reserves I had accumulated from my days as an executive -- ALL that was gone -- and I was doing NOTHING, in the conventional, "oh dude you have got to get some money" sense to fix it . . . I just "believed" I would be OK . . .

I have lived off readings and nickels in the mattress for over 3 years now -- amazing :)

over the last couple of months -- especially the last 3 weeks -- I have had to make very quick eenie meenie minie wtf choices when 2 (or more) of the same thing popped up bang bang, sometimes just hours apart. Which movie, which choice HEEEELLLLLLPPPPP . . .

I have wanted to leave LA for the past 10 weeks yet there was always one more thing -- I was teaching a class, "The Psychic Justice Tour" was coming, I was in a movie, and then ANOTHER movie . . . SOMETHING -- that kept pushing it back a week . . . and that week got pushed back another week and then it was 2 months later and I'm still here.

I have no money, no established home, most of my clothes (and all of my furniture and personal items) are in 4 different storage units -- in 4 different cities !! . . .

and yet, somehow, I can show up on professional movie sets and give off a vibe of supreme confidence (not arrogant but contained) and it isn't an act . . . it is legit.

But how?

Trust me, too, when I say that I DID NOT want to go "oh, by the way . . . psychic readings? I don't think so" . . . but it was "insistent" and so, in that "OK, God, I'm trustn ya" state of mind I changed that, too.

My life TRULY is Mr. Toad's Wild Ride but I am riding it out . . . and I feel that my adventure (and the forth-coming chronicle of that adventure -- 'cause, baby, my life is for sure en-ter-tain-ing) has helped me in some, as yet, undefined way.

Artist or psychic, psychic or artist? Somehow I believe that soon, very soon, I will find a new magickal hybrid that combines them both in ways not usually seen . . .

How do you ride a tiger? I guess you just jump on and don't count the seconds until you're going to fall off. Whatever time you're on is magick . . . ride, Tigerboy, ride :)

Thursday, April 8, 2010

The Flood(s)

I think a lot of people are starting to recognize that the Earth is in a bit of an upheaval, with earthquakes almost every other day and other assorted ecological nightmares creeping out from the boogie man's closet every month. Record cold and snowfall -- this after a time when people thought "global warming" just meant milder winters and less chance of the Titanic accidentally hitting another iceberg.

After all, we are a conceited "God is on our Side" group and have lost the respect for our Mother Earth that she deserves. What could happen that FEMA and a telethon couldn't fix?

Actually, quite a lot.

I have been saying FOR YEARS that 2012 wasn't going to be the scary Armageddon, reach for the Bible year, that Hollywood looks to . . . the big year, to me, has always been 2010.

I have been pretty vocal in my prediction of record setting, like nothing anyone's ever seen floods happening this Spring and poof -- my prediction has started to come true. Rhode Island and the rest of New England . . . record floods; floods and deadly mud slides in Rio, intense flooding and widespread outbreaks of cholera in Zambia.

Iowa, England, Peru -- the list of places impacted by floods is growing weekly. And I believe that trend is going to continue. But here's the deal -- the floods bring more than just deep water. They displace critters and parasites that most people don't care to find crawling on their basement floors.

Sewage systems that are dysfunctional, waste of various flavors let loose -- airborne diseases and problems with the existing water supplies . . . not to mention the destruction of personal property and loss of life -- all these things (and more) are likely to happen this Spring.

Floods and earthquakes ARE the big news of 2010 . . . what this year is likely to remembered for most. This is a dangerous time -- a time of physical and spiritual cleansing.

I have walked away from my career as a psychic because I want to be able to say what I want to say without it getting muddied up by thoughts that I am sensationalizing my predictions to get attention in order to get clients.

I have waited for 30 years to give my "vision" . . . I have done these "things" in my life and in my career in order, hopefully, to have a platform to say what I need to say when the time is right.

2010 is the year. It is time to wake up . . .

The Scene of the Crime

Today (Originally posted April 2) has been an interesting day . . . got a call from a recruiter about a Change Management job down the road a bit in Santa Ana. I know these recruiters must look at my resume and think "bingo -- candidate jackpot !!" but when they start really looking at the dates then the bloom has to fade a bit from their recruitment rose.

I am overqualified for most of the jobs presented to me and yet the employment gap makes my fancy background suspect -- this is BEFORE adding rock n roll psychic, corporate whistle blower, liberal political hellion and credit outlaw in to the mix !!

Oops . . .

So sadly (or not), choosing to flip a big middle finger to the corporate world has not come without a rather hefty price tag. But, no matter, what's done is done and my desire to return to that world is not particularly high.

However, my rock n rolln joy ride in the City of Angels has also come with a fairly high price tag and I am finding myself sitting on the fence as to whether I want to stay here. Not news, I would guess, to people who may have been following my notes over the past few weeks.

And now that I am AN ACTOR -- well, it just gets even more complicated. However, I am STILL thinking about heading North towards the San Francisco Bay. I know where things are there, I know how to get from Point A to Point B with less wear and tear on my nervous system there and my furniture and books and CD's and on and on still live there . . .

But this is also where Lehna was conceived, where she lived in Beth's belly, and ultimately where she died. It comes to me like a loaded gun. I have made it back from her death but not fully back to a fully functional existence. Yes, in my own way, I'm a rock star and that is beautiful.

However, I want to slow the gypsy train down. I want to live in the same place for awhile and I am still not completely comfy cozy here in Casper Land. Anyway, more late night ramblings . . .

I want to feel OK (well as OK as anyone could) about losing my baby. about breaking up with Beth, about torching my career. I want to -- BAD. Perhaps going back to the Bay will help me do that. I don't really know . . .

But it is an idea that keeps hanging around. It is important for me to find out. Perhaps, it's time. Perhaps, it is . . .

Look Ma, I'm in a Movie

I spent a relatively restful day -- even though it started a little funky in that some dude with an even greater prima donna vibe than me (and yes this is not only possible but, in this case, SO OBVIOUS) played skeptic reporter and I made the executive on the spot decision (paraphrased, it goes sorta like this -- "Fuck ya") to end that conversation EARLY . . .

Did a bunch of readings (7 of them !!) the past 2 days -- and have 2 still left to do later this evening. I find now that my "inner speed" has picked up A LOT and I am finding that if I am not in the midst of some social whirlwind movie cameras in my face energy "then, hell, Myrtle, life ain't worth livin' . . . "

SOOOOOOOOO different . . . I had to turn down a paying gig on Friday, a paying gig in NY on Friday !! -- and a music video (that, conceptually, sounded intriguing) north of LA yesterday (as well as another software training contract) and it made me sad, I wanted to do EVERYTHING . . . I really do like doing this and I intend to do more of it.

VERY interesting turn of events, I think . . . and so, here is my quick recap of the first 2 plus weeks of my "career" as a professional actor -- and yeppers I've been paid so I AM a pro :)

1. Acting -- and actors -- ROCK . . . this also applies to directors and crew, too. In spite of the profile of neurotic self-absorbed megalomaniacs that accompanies many actors, so far I have found them all pretty chill. I am not sure if that is because lately I am a sooooooooo high energy that no one could match it or not, but my affection for actors and movie makers is high -- and growing with each movie I work on.

2. Social things -- once again -- MATTER to me so the likelihood of me dating and actually leaving the house after sun down is growing as well. I could never fully be myself when I was a Management Consultant (had to hide the "liberal New Agey Andy") nor really as a psychic either (where I had to hide the "competitive, fiery Andy").

Somehow acting seems to work though. I find, again in some crazy way, that I am feeling more "me" since I opened myself up to the idea of being an actor -- and that idea only really took root in my mind Monday (after wrapping my 2 days as background in "That Ole Devil Called Love") . . . the actors on this film were professionals, SAG members, and I picked their brains and started opening myself up to the idea that perhaps I, too, could do this.

3. When I was young (in my 20's) I acted some and I was always cast as the neurotic pretty boy -- a theme? Now I am more solid -- a cop, FBI agent, a Marine Colonel . . . that kind of vibe. More "manly" -- and I don't think this is ONLY because 30 years ago I had LONG HAIR and now I have NO HAIR. Something else is going on . . .

I feel "alive" now, more alive than I have felt since Lehna died in March, 2006. It has been 4 years since she died, 3 years since my finances CHANGED, 2 years since I lost my house in the East Bay. A painful time, indeed.

I don't know if I will be a successful actor or a TV psychic or anything else but I do know this. Now I feel as if I can be both artist AND psychic at the same time. And THAT . . . makes me happy :)