Did I create some s*@# or THE s*@#?

So the title is a tad outrageous you say? Eh, I beg to differ. Ask yourself a simple question. What are you creating in your day to day life? Believe it or not, there are things you create beyond your control. Whether they're good or bad depends on how you give your attention to these creation while in the process. And boy, it is a process...

Everyday this month, I tried to do something new. I began to ponder on exactly how I could go about doing so, but I noticed later that it became natural. Almost like a crack addict being addicted to heroin; only with me, I find my addiction point with real life and reality. Did that make sense? I hope. I'm not talking s*@#, I swear. But this cat will be...





Kudos to my lead guitarist's cat for cleaning the toilet boil. Fritz is the name. He's a manx. He just created the inspiration for this blog post. But indeed, he had no idea I was spying on his addiction. Ssshh. I created a stalker for him (whisper voice). Anywhom; lets be serious. We are all creators of love. I made a goal to create a relationship with a nice girl who is beautiful, inside first, before out. By creating that goal, I have automatically created a mind set. See what I mean? It's second nature...





"To be a good part of a whole, you have to be a good part of yourself." Kristen Cevallos said that. The fellow who bit bits and pieces of pretzels to shape the letters of his name is that of the quote above. He's taught me oh so much. It's funny because I dropped out of college just to learn the theory outside of it. Cristian Faustmann has created so much of my skill. He truly has created THE s*@#...

Now, run along and don't forget to ask yourself, daily, "What have I created?" Or you could spice it up and bring it from the gut with the same question, in other words; "DID I CREATE SOME S*@# or THE S*@#?"

Revising Vision

June has been epic in so many ways, already, and I'm still at the front end of the month. I feel like I'm finally celebrating the whole world in the realist way. About a week ago, I cleaned my home just because; not even realizing that it actually needed to be done. Afterwards, I felt scrumcious; that, in a way that made me hungry to keep up on my ask at home. So from that, morning after morning, now, I make my bed as soon as I arise. I don't remember the last time (before this month) that I've made my bed. My Mother's touch is truly rubbing off onto me and it feels grandnificent. Now, I've taken all this lively celebration out into the congregation...





3 graduations; I was in attendance at some glorious student ceremonies. I heard some amazing speakers and met a cruise boat load of new friends; some who knew who I was through music, before I could even introduce my name. What I stumbled upon in thought from those events was that it is indeed a small world. I finally see that we are more than able to give everything a chance. People say they can't do "this" and "that" simply because they just have yet to try. Coming from a love situation where all of my positivity was shot down, I know what it's like to take the bullets from the stubborn one who denies excessively and the nay-sayer. That's all okay, just not for me. you must try and try some more. I love music and what it's brought to the table thus far. I wonder what is to come. I'm back on the market and moving on...



Moral of the message is simple; let nothing stop you from getting up and doing your dance that celebrates life.



Make happiness habitual. Taunt negativity with a smile. In the end you are contagious and will have a gang of folks doing the same.



It just takes a bit of REVISING VISION...

Grandnificent Affair

6:39 a.m. and I'm awaken by the sure sound of my stomach. Breakfast: cold turkey with swiss cheese, natural shredded cheddar, spicy mustard, on (one) honey wheat bagel, and (two) whole wheat bread. So yummy and made full of love. Twenty minutes later, and there screams the stove, alarming me that my tea water is hot and ready for an orange pekoe bag and honey. Stir her up and I'm alive and present for the day...




It's funny how this month is about me for me and my realizations. I've already made progress in ways that I needed most. Telling someone that you love them everyday is a great way to send a sign saying, "I'm thinking of you." or "You've got a deep and special place in my heart." And by the way; life would not be the same without the give and take actions and by that I mean that, in many ways, it's so true; love is pain said in another sweet and sexy language. I am so attentive to learn and speak it...




Writing a song with a title like "Grandnificent Affair" was superb and interesting. What the hell could I possibly be talking about? For me, it was just a statement of gratitude; saying that you might not yet have everything you want in your life, but you've got life. Celebrate life everyday. Wake up one day and decide to randomly grow your hair our. I did and I'm almost sure that the more it grew, the more knowledge I knew. Such a GRANDNIFICENT AFFAIR...

A Month of Me

In the recent words of my new friend, Alex Kinsey, "I like where I am at right now." The month of May was dedicated to sharing music all over the state of Florida. My band and I took every challenge and flipped any and every negative energy into a positive force. I love my team of Martians and already, we've made unforgettable memories.



We sold 220 copies of our EP Album; out of a total of the 300 that were printed and pressed. Pretty damn good if you ask me. We were also called back to play at a few venues. Had we had time and an open day, we wouldn't have had to say no. All and all, I personally never expected my first tour to go as swell. We did all that we wanted to and more. Thank God...



I'm home now and have been for about five days. I'm writing this to make a connection with the reader and I; to show that it is okay to take a break and give some time to yourself. This month of June is all about me. I an finally get back to my home roots like, cooking my vegies and home grown foods, drinking my hot water from my home tap, cleaning what is needed, taking my dog for long poop walks and feeding him treats...



and so on. Remember though, take a break to get better. For me, gaining realization is my primary focus in taking this break. I don't mean that in a way towards changing my actions of optimism; it just means I can be a little harder on myself in order to make my dreams more real. I can focus on making myself the greatest I can be, in every way by making this month A MONTH FOR ME...

My Love is Beyond Me

I love people. I love the entire world. I have no hate for a single human being. I am at peace with the men and women of the government, war or no war, because the fact of the matter is, we, the people, go through the wars of our lives' every day. I am a prime example of that last statement...

Truthfully, I am perfectly lonely and tired of being alone. I smile at that thought. But, perfectly lonely is just a use of personal success as a crutch for something (someone) that is missing. Tired of being alone is just as it is quoted. Like said before, I hate no one. Women; I'd love to get to know you all on a personal level, date you, grow and get closer, fall in love, and marry you. Sadly for you, my heart still has a home that's in the midst of being either torn down or reconstructed...

And you mam; I don't know where to stop this whole writing thing. But, Iw ill say, that I am obviously your number one in many categories if not love. You became spiritual through me. You became inspired by me and began writing. You took a risk; with me and for me. With anyone else, you would've never seen the day that you were praying and writing your feelings in the same moment. My love for you has molded you and made your heart better. Use it instead of you mind, because your mind is what has you lost. Maybe then, you'll return home. My love for you remains here. MY LOVE IS BEYOND ME...

written 5/21/2010

Feel This and Respond

Everywhere I travel to, it seems as if the road is meant for only two. More than anything, I attempt to paint the picture in my dreams where it's me and my love. I possess so much material that it's almost too much at times. One thing I know and believe, though, is that there can never be too much love. In other words, my thoughts portraits remain of you...

Is there a reason for my lack of concern toward our situation. Two folks carrying the same hearts but living different lives; at this point and time. But there is always later. It's said that the distance between loved ones is what captures them running back into each others arms later, yet faster than before. If you could only consider the two of us. I'm clearly not over you and you, clearly not through with me. We'll cross that bridge again someday...

I recall a memory that speaks rhythms and beats in my heart. I know you remember my childish reaction after I held your face and kissed your lips as you held my excited body. And I still couldn't stop holding your hands because had I, I would have fainted from shock and disbelief. And as you finally start your car, through your review vision, I'm jumping, screaming, dancing. I'm in 2nd grade again. Only this time, I'm with the love of my life and not the friend of my day. You felt it too. And you still do. Which is why you shouldn't just read this; you should FEEL THIS AND RESPOND...

written 5/18/2010

Imagine That

Imagine a world full of limitless and unconditional love from man to women in its entirety. Imagine the sun and the moon sharing the sky at the same time.



Imagine the worlds leading company without any management or better yet a country without a president. Imagine, with or without all these possibilities, how much harder people would work to gain their needs and wants...

Imagine me writing a song entitled, "Somebody Feels Like I Do," instead of its contrary. Imagine me never meeting you, the love of my life. Imagine me sharing the same thoughts and dreams as the dreamer who dreams of me. Imagine my music without its lyrics. Imagine me building your dream house for our future, as was done in "The Notebook."



Imagine me without fairy-tale confidence. Imagine me without my heart; you...

Imagine me, with or without all these possibilities, and how much harder I would work to gain my needs and wants. I believe it's safe to say, though, that it's too late to imagine a few of these considering some are now a reality and I am already working my ass off for dreams and imaginations. Imagine me in a world where failure was really the new second chance. If that were the case of my reality, I'd ask for no other blessing, because then, with love, I'd start all over again. IMAGINE THAT...