A Paint Bucket of Colors

I recorded this without my script. So, I recorded in a regular conversation. I was going to write a poem. However, I felt like jumping into my paint bucket to speak my thoughts from my dreams.

Hi guys, I'm Vicki Lawana Trusselli of Trusselli Art. I'm one individual person

in this podcast. I know my face is good, my face is ugly, my face is old, and I have freckles for

my Irish and in my mixture of all my DNA, including three African ethnic groups. So anyway, I'm proud of all

of it, but I want to say let's create with rainbows in the hair, rainbows in the sky, rainbows on the

earth. We do not own Mother Earth as the Native American ancestors of my heritage said.

Well, it is part of it, but not all of it. We do not own the earth. The people in DC do not own the earth,

and the hoarders and the greedy peeps do not own the earth. They just think they do.

So, this is me without makeup, and only my voice and my ugly face. I love you all, bye!

Time leaves its mark, but so do we. Once my hair was deep and dark, and it was rich with the youth.

Now I weave colors into my strands, each one a statement, a piece of myself.

There's pink, for love and creativity, green for the warmth that never fades, red for passion and energy, the fire that still burns,

purple for originality and imagination. For dreams I refuse to like all, green, for growth and harmony, the wisdom that roots me, but lets me bloom.

I am a character of a multi-faceted personality. I am a mother, a friend, a seeker, a creator, a deep thinker, a critical thinker by all means.

And I analyze the sun, the moon, the stars and all people and all things.

But above all, I am my own canvas. Old, not as pretty, not as beautiful at 75, but I like to paint it bright.

Although, if this color experiment goes wrong, I might just say it was a bold artistic choice and color today.

But however, I love to live along that way. So if you want to paint your hair, pink, red, purple, green or whatever color that makes you feel happy.

Even if it's a small streak in the front of your hair or in your bangs or at the back of your head, do it, paint your day bright.

We live in a very, very sad environment today. Climate change, our DC people are totally demonic. They want us all to just go away.

I don't believe in that type of day. I will, we should not go away. We should protest with bright colors of the rainbow, bright colors of the butterflies,

bright colors of the sky, the oceans, the lakes and all people and their colors and how we live for the universe was given to us as a gift.

We do not own the earth. The earth owns us. We do not own the climate. The earth owns the climate.

We are only boring from Mother Nature and Mother Earth. Live, let live and think in bright, beautiful colors of the rainbow.

Guys, it was fun. Love you.

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Vicki Lawana Trusselli

Trusselli Art