I’m lucky that I have passions that drive me – art mostly. I am an artist. It’s my entire identity. I think the one thing that set me apart was dealing with selfish women who discovered they could never compete with art, never get the same passion and attention I give it, and eventually called it “that silly hobby” – which led them to being shown the door. I chose the name Bokeh because its’ a term from photography, where you intentionally change the focus to reveal and hide different parts of an image – it’s an artifice, a fake reality, and it’s how I view “dating” and “relationships” – it all depends on your focus, your intent, and what lenses you’re using. And, you can use that to your own advantage – everyone lies and distorts anyway.

I’ve been there, I’ve done that, and I burned all the t-shirts because it’s all a waste of f~~~ing time. If I can give any insight or help to others, awesome.

I’m not bitter, I’m free. Once you get over chemical addiction called “love” – it’s all just games, or in the case of marriage, a job you can’t quit or get promoted in. The sexual urge is easy for us – porn takes care of that pretty efficiently, and if it’s a really bad itch, we have a multi-billion dollar sex industry to satisfy our every need – and they leave afterwards.

I’ve been going my own way a long time. It’s pretty nice out here in the wilderness. I can’t imagine ever going back.

Here’s to living life on our own terms.