ml>Ashley Byron Deans's Personal Website — Since 2009God 101 Music Video Demo
Meeting LA-Based Self-Realization Fellowship Monastics in Holland Park, London - After Almost Dying on the Way
I'm looking for work, and my CV is available on request. The New York Times ran an article by David French on its front page on the 24th of January of this year that I thought was quite good: it included the words "There will be more twists and turns, highs and lows, but I'm afraid it's time to recognize a sad reality — it's over" and is worth checking out. Also, Days of Ash by U2 was recommended by my priest in Harefield, Martin Davies. I had a phone conversation recently with Heather Hartnett who you can see in the God 101 Music Video Demo that I thought was important as it connects back to my early childhood at Maharishi School in Fairfield. True to my one hip-hop song, Heather had a 641 number when, on the third try, for whatever weird rradon, I got through and we talked: she's not a saint, or at least technically you're not allowed to say she is, but maybe she is: if she was one I'd want to know more about dating Gyan Kesler and Matt/Lewis. I'm still a virgin, which is highly prized in Revelation (a text in the Bible), after dating Pauline Hutchings one time: the irony of that life is she had been a nurse when we dated, but according to the dean of the cathedral where we met, she was later an MD in Belfast: first, really effeminately cleaning up poop, and then slicing and dicing as if it's Kim and Eminem in one person. There's a photo of us at flickr.com/photos/byrondeans and I ASSURE YOU, it was a mystical thing that brought us together, for that, and it obviously connects to the "people of the lie" in my opinion, which umder the laws of the state of New York, has not been proven true. I watched Stillwater last night (Good Friday 2026) amd somehow the grit and determinatiom, amd the praying, somehow would lead you into my life and what it might take to still the water: you would know me anyway as having been homeless in... but somehow you know me: I didn't have to correct any of this stuff, because I'm a real person and they aren't: enough said, negro. The queen of this horrible place is probably p***ed off all day. I don't know uou; neither does Martin Davies. Once in a while I'm sober. A person like me isn't all that hard to find. I'm so spaced out a drunk, maybe I could remember some of ehat I posted on this site tomorrow. Get the feel for thr dude. It'd about me, you idiot. Not some other American person!!!!.