✨ **Artist Vision —** **God’s Disco Ball Time Machine** — a meeting place between music, spirit, and transformation. Suspended between heaven and earth, the disco ball reflects countless fragments of light, symbolizing how each of us carries one small reflection of the divine.
The brass instruments surrounding it represent the call of music — not tied to one city or tradition, but echoing the spirit of a second-line parade: celebration after survival, joy after transformation. Music becomes the language that guides the journey forward. Below, a quiet lake holds the reflection of the van — **Studio Three** — revealing the hidden truth of the Time Machine. What appears cosmic above is grounded in something real below: a simple vehicle, a sacred space, a moving sanctuary where healing and creativity unfold.
At the center stands the vintage microphone, crowned with wings and butterfly light — the symbol of finding one’s voice. The singer is present without being seen, emerging through sound rather than form. Transformation is not about becoming someone new, but allowing the true self to finally be heard.
This post is part of my ongoing Gratitude Tour — a journey of learning to slow down, listen deeply, and say thank you for the life that found me when I finally learned how to pay attention.

Written by Tré Taylor & Bleep the Tattoo · Gratitude Tour
First Transmission from God’s Disco Ball Time Machine

We’re quietly writing a collection of original songs born from this journey—music shaped by healing, travel, laughter, and learning how to listen more deeply to life. I’ll be sharing these songs with you soon, sung in my own voice and created alongside beautiful collaborators along the way. For now, consider this a gentle preview — a first transmission.

This chapter is about introducing the van, the sanctuary it became, and the powerful truth that real transformation begins with self-awareness. When you start noticing your own patterns — the thoughts, beliefs, and emotional loops running beneath the surface — something extraordinary happens: you gain choice. And with choice comes rest, clarity, and a quieter kind of confidence that no longer needs to fight for respect… because it naturally earns it. www.tretaylor.com

🪩The Story of Studio Three — A Sanctuary on Wheels

In 2019, after double knee replacement surgery and a lifetime of carrying invisible wounds, I moved into a van I never intended to call home.

It was supposed to be temporary — a pause between chapters.

Instead, it became a transformation chamber.

I call it Studio Three — a nod to my stage name, Tré Taylor. Three is the number of creation: body, mind, and spirit. Past, present, and future. The artist, the witness, and the becoming.

Somewhere along the road, this stealth camper stopped being a vehicle and revealed its true identity.

It became God’s disco ball time machine.

🚐 A Van With a Soul

The interior is unapologetically holographic, mirrored, and sparkly—part sanctuary, part art installation, part cosmic joke. Light scatters across every surface like tiny galaxies, reminding me of one simple truth:

Healing doesn’t always look serious. Sometimes it looks like glitter.

This van holds meditation mornings, songwriting nights, tears that turned into laughter, and the quiet courage required to start over when life collapses.

Inside these walls, I learned:

solitude can heal instead of isolate
boundaries can be loving instead of defensive
rest is not failure
and home is not a place—a relationship with yourself

Studio Three became what psychologists might call a regulation space, what artists call a studio, and what mystics have always called a sanctuary.

A steel chrysalis.

I crawled in as a wounded caterpillar with new knees and an exhausted nervous system.

I emerged as a butterfly who finally understood she was shiny on the inside all along.

🪩 Why a “Disco Ball Time Machine”?

Because transformation bends time.

When you heal deeply enough, the past loosens its grip. Old identities fall away. Future possibilities arrive early. Memory and imagination start dancing together.

A disco ball reflects light in every direction — just like human consciousness. One source, infinite reflections.

The Time Machine isn’t science fiction.

It’s attention-grabbing.

Where attention goes, reality reorganizes.

Inside this rolling sanctuary, I learned to redirect attention away from survival and toward creation—through music, art, humor, food, friendship, and radical self-acceptance.

Every mile becomes a meditation.
Every stop becomes a new timeline.

🌎 The 2026 Journey

In 2026, God’s Disco Ball Time Machine sets out on a three-month slow-travel pilgrimage across the western United States.

Not a vacation.
A gentle initiation.

The mission:

explore beauty slowly
document healing through art and music
meet communities living creatively and consciously
search for future places to root, rest, and rebuild
imagine affordable creative living spaces for artists, empaths, and nomadic souls

This is travel for the nervous system — not the algorithm.

Low-income, high-meaning adventures.

Love, music, food, art, and fun as spiritual practice.

🎬 If This Were a Series…

The van is a character.

A slightly magical companion with perfect comedic timing and excellent emotional intelligence.

Each episode follows Studio Three and its human — a singer, storyteller, and late-diagnosed neurodivergent artist — navigating healing, friendship, creativity, and the strange beauty of starting life over later than expected.

Think:

part road documentary
part spiritual comedy
part musical memoir
part gentle revolution

A show about rediscovering wonder without pretending life is easy.

Because enlightenment isn’t escaping humanity.

It’s learning to dance inside it.

💫 The Invitation

Everyone needs a secret safe haven — a place not attached to another person, status, or expectation.

A place where you can finally hear yourself think.

Maybe yours is a cabin.
A sketchbook.
A song.
A quiet morning walk.

Maybe there’s a disco ball in your heart waiting to scatter light you’ve been afraid to show.

This project is a call to the sensitive ones, the creative ones, the late bloomers, the survivors, and the seekers—anyone learning that healing and joy can coexist.

We are not lost.

We are traveling.

Welcome aboard.

🌅 Closing Transmission

Before closing this first transmission, I want to say thank you. This entire journey — every mile, every lesson, every unexpected turn — has been part of what I now call my Gratitude Tour. Life has a way of getting our attention, and sometimes it takes profound change to help us finally listen. For me, that meant slowing down long enough to recognize grace when it arrived.

I offer my deepest gratitude to the Most High—the divine source of consciousness itself, the great architect beyond understanding—to my highest self, to the wisdom of my ancestors, to the unseen helpers who guide us toward light, and to every person reading these words. Thank you for witnessing this chapter of my life. If anything shared here helps you shine a little brighter, feel a little stronger, or find courage exactly when you need it most, then this journey is already worth it.

To all the VW bus owners out there—you know exactly who you are—I salute you. You were the first dreamers who understood that freedom sometimes comes on four wheels and a winding road. And for those of us who outgrew our Westies or simply evolved into something quieter, stealthier, or more practical, this is my love letter to every camper soul, seasonal worker, performer, builder, musician, comedian, and wanderer who ever chose possibility over permanence.

Sometimes you don’t plan to become a gypsy spirit—sovereignty just finds you. Living simply changes you. You learn what “enough” really feels like. You discover that comfort isn’t about square footage; it’s about peace of mind. You boil water instead of turning a faucet. You cook with intention. You know exactly where everything is. And slowly, without realizing it, life becomes less complicated and more sacred.

There is a quiet abundance in waking up each day knowing I have what I need. From that place, something shifts. You stop chasing life and begin allowing it to arrive. New opportunities unfold when they’re needed. New people appear when the timing is right. The only real obstacle was never the world—it was the old story you told yourself about what was possible.

This little van —Studio Three — became my sacred space, my steel chrysalis, my reminder that transformation doesn’t require perfection, only courage. And my wish for you, dear reader, is that you find your own sanctuary. Maybe it’s a cabin in the woods, an RV, a camper van, a tiny apartment, or simply a quiet corner that belongs entirely to you. A place where you can rest long enough to hear yourself again.

If you ever have the chance, take time for your own soul retrieval. Travel. Heal. Study. Rest. Begin again. Change your health, your wealth, and your love life — starting with the way you love yourself. Alignment is quieter than ambition, but far more powerful.

We’re hitting the road soon—meeting new friends, gathering stories, following coordinates only curiosity understands, and building community one conversation at a time. Maybe we haven’t met yet, but family has a funny way of finding itself.

And as for Bleep the Tattoo…“If enlightenment had a parking spot, it’d say ‘compact vehicles only — leave your emotional baggage at the curb.’”

With love, music, food, art, and fun,
Tré Taylor & Bleep the Tattoo

🎶Coming Out Shiny: The First Transmission from God’s Disco Ball Time Machine