someone made a photo of me and the street kids hanging out at the westlake stage.
from left to right - vash, shaggy, victoria, me, wes, athena and willis.
all of the kids pictured are homeless and represent a tiny fraction of all the homeless youth in seattle.
to them i'm Mama Dread and to me, they're family.

faust and vash at freeway pk.
faust lives in an abandoned warehouse.
it's dingy and dilapidated with broken glass covering the floors.
vash sleeps in different places - mostly under awnings just feet from the sidewalk.
the bumble bees (roaming street security in yellow vests) wake him up every morning
and tell him to move on.
and he moves.
on and on and endlessly on.

i feel sad a lot.
i think it's because i can't really feel good about my life
and all i have (shelter, food, enough $ to get by)
when so many others don't have those things.
how can i feel good?

these kids...
they're so beauty-full.
they deserve so much more.

orpheus faust and vash the wolf, both homeless street youth, are pictured here at faust's squat - an abandoned warehouse 10 minutes out of the city.

leaving faust's squat.