Nothing comes free and easy. Nothing is as it seems. Justice is not always so just and Freedom don't come cheap. Excitement aside things aren't always as they seem. Life throws curveballs left and right. You never know what to expect. Love it or hate it all you can do is live it.
- a look inside the mind of D -
Monday, January 31, 2011
Saturday, January 29, 2011
World won't wait
Final countdown has begun. In two weeks time I will cease being a twenty something. So what shall be done to mark this momentous occasion? Let's go bowling then onto my first tattoo!
Everything will change on the thirteenth of February. On that day I will go from being a grown ass man to a full blown adult (and yes there us definitely a difference I swear). So to make it even more memorable than it already is I feel a good night out is in order. Why not stay up here and just have a night out in Stockton? It's quite simple really... STOCKTON SUCKS! Instead I've opted for Lucky Strike night. Bowling booze and whatever friends are readily available and if no one can make it that's all good I'll make new pals on the alley, stranger things have happened.
Everything will change on the thirteenth of February. On that day I will go from being a grown ass man to a full blown adult (and yes there us definitely a difference I swear). So to make it even more memorable than it already is I feel a good night out is in order. Why not stay up here and just have a night out in Stockton? It's quite simple really... STOCKTON SUCKS! Instead I've opted for Lucky Strike night. Bowling booze and whatever friends are readily available and if no one can make it that's all good I'll make new pals on the alley, stranger things have happened.
February 13th
Lucky Strike
Orange, CA
Time to Be Determined
Thursday, January 27, 2011
sMiLe SmILE
Smile and the world smiles with you. Smile as if it's trendy. Smile because your heart is happy. Smile simply because it will make you feel much much better. Reality sets in rough sometimes smiling is simply the only way to deal, bring yourself around to the lighter side of life.
So what truly makes you laugh? Who are your favorite people to make you smile? Do you find yourself waking up in the morning still busting up from the night before? If so I say you are living a pretty good life my friend so keep it up. If not, I feel your pain and we should all work harder to find the humor in this world. The world can be a pretty messed up place, it's on us to recognize the good. Monty Python said it best "always look on the bright side of life".
- a look inside the mind of D -
So what truly makes you laugh? Who are your favorite people to make you smile? Do you find yourself waking up in the morning still busting up from the night before? If so I say you are living a pretty good life my friend so keep it up. If not, I feel your pain and we should all work harder to find the humor in this world. The world can be a pretty messed up place, it's on us to recognize the good. Monty Python said it best "always look on the bright side of life".
- a look inside the mind of D -
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
You know it
Oh the power of the human imagination astounds me. We dream and create based on said dreams. We achieve so much thanks to an act that takes so little. After all dreaming a little dream can bring so many good things. I find myself dreaming BIG in hopes to achieve GREATNESS. Through great imagination comes great acts which shows the work of a great mind.
"To sleep, perchance to dream- ay, there's the rub."
Hamlet (III, i, 65-68)
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
@ the end of the end
Do what you will and believe the things you say. Follow through on promises and just stay true to who you are and make sure it equals out to who you say you are. This has proven harder for some then others. Many in this world find it incredibly hard to be "real" and to express their realness with others. There are many in this world who are labeled phonies, but is that necessarily a fair observation? Some may not seem real simply because their reality is nothing like yours. We all lead different lives. We all have completely different day to day interactions with this big world of ours. Just because some fool spends his day speaking of his pet puma gives me no right to just write him off as a phony ass lying bastard. You may be surprised to learn during his lunch break he volunteers at the local zoo or better still he is one of the crazies with a home full of exotic wild animals as pets. Just cuz "crazy" aunt Betty swears she not only has seen the allusive Sasquatch but has also had a sexual encounter with the creature. Yes insane to some but ya never know cousin Ronnie is unreasonably hairy and uncle Jim is completely hairless. All I'm saying never write off a person simply because they seem wild and/or over the top. Some so called crazies have proven to be creative geniuses. Don't think the crazy inside can lead to greatness? Maybe your normalcy will inevitably lead to destruction
- a look inside the mind of D -
Monday, January 24, 2011
The music speaks...
Tone melody tunes and harmonies. Life is good when you have something to listen to. Music means so much to so many. That being said it makes me wonder why there are so many in this world out to destroy the gift of music. No, not religious fanatics or the tone deaf kids on the singing competition shows.
The true assassins of the great gift are the horrible artists who invade the airwaves with their so called versions of music.
You cannot turn on the radio (satellite or free) without this noise pollution invading ears all around the country. There is a wave of artists hitting us with their so called talent and/or skillz. During the lasts days of the record industry so they imply (slumping sales, piracy, and every other excuse the industry comes up with) how is it right auto tune and weak lyrics rule the day?
The plague of bad is across the board. Rappers who bring beats not words. (check out Syllables by Eminem featuring the remaining bit of good left in the industry. The song sums up the state of hip-hop/rap quite well). Pop artists who bring the party but are amazingly light on talent (yes even worse then all the crap the 80s had to offer combined). Country crooners who have nothing real to go on about (what do 15 year olds know about love and 50 year olds know about being the life of the party). Rock has gone to the whiny bitch boys who used to not be allowed within 50 feet of the art. The macho rock god of the past has given way to the whiny teenager crying over lost love or maybe stuck tampon. (skinny jeans and baby tee aren't proper attire to rock out in. Unless you truly do own a vagina). I'd talk about jazz but who really pays attention to it anymore. Besides everyone in the genre has seemed to be the same for the last few decades. Though with the lack of mainstream attention it is probably the last refuge for a true artist to express themselves freely.
Yes it's a sad day for the state of music and it's many lovers. Alas gentle readers there is hope. From every child that picks up their first guitar, every boy and girl who sings in front of the mirror, every time someone shows real promise in their music class (before the school shuts it down for lack of funding); these are the moments that give me real hope. So anyone with any talent or at least some potential sing a little song, write a new rhyme, dance an epic dance, and dream of something greater the world depends on you for this.
- a look inside the mind of D -
The true assassins of the great gift are the horrible artists who invade the airwaves with their so called versions of music.
You cannot turn on the radio (satellite or free) without this noise pollution invading ears all around the country. There is a wave of artists hitting us with their so called talent and/or skillz. During the lasts days of the record industry so they imply (slumping sales, piracy, and every other excuse the industry comes up with) how is it right auto tune and weak lyrics rule the day?
The plague of bad is across the board. Rappers who bring beats not words. (check out Syllables by Eminem featuring the remaining bit of good left in the industry. The song sums up the state of hip-hop/rap quite well). Pop artists who bring the party but are amazingly light on talent (yes even worse then all the crap the 80s had to offer combined). Country crooners who have nothing real to go on about (what do 15 year olds know about love and 50 year olds know about being the life of the party). Rock has gone to the whiny bitch boys who used to not be allowed within 50 feet of the art. The macho rock god of the past has given way to the whiny teenager crying over lost love or maybe stuck tampon. (skinny jeans and baby tee aren't proper attire to rock out in. Unless you truly do own a vagina). I'd talk about jazz but who really pays attention to it anymore. Besides everyone in the genre has seemed to be the same for the last few decades. Though with the lack of mainstream attention it is probably the last refuge for a true artist to express themselves freely.
Yes it's a sad day for the state of music and it's many lovers. Alas gentle readers there is hope. From every child that picks up their first guitar, every boy and girl who sings in front of the mirror, every time someone shows real promise in their music class (before the school shuts it down for lack of funding); these are the moments that give me real hope. So anyone with any talent or at least some potential sing a little song, write a new rhyme, dance an epic dance, and dream of something greater the world depends on you for this.
- a look inside the mind of D -
Sunday, January 23, 2011
alright
OK alright we get the hint. You think you are somehow special. Well you are not. You ain't fresh. You ain't bad. Just cuz you got a little bit of attention. Remember they love you now, but remember this. THEY ALWAYS FORGET, HA!
Wisdom comes in time. Age enters into the equation but its just not the same thing. Trust plenty of old folks are flat out stupid. So what are the young to do when all the oldies around them are hardly showing proper protocol when it comes to growing up.
I'm close to certain the world is full of crazy people. They are around every corner. They are in every home and place of business. They are not just taking over they have long been in charge. Its hard to notice as we are all crazy like the rest. No one is sane. Sanity is an illusion of the mad!(mad like crazy you know how old cartoons used to speak HA!)
I swear working on a pre Superbowl Sunday leads to the strangest thoughts and/or feelings coming to mind. All i know is I'm beyond ready to be away from this place and start my freaking weekend.
Wisdom comes in time. Age enters into the equation but its just not the same thing. Trust plenty of old folks are flat out stupid. So what are the young to do when all the oldies around them are hardly showing proper protocol when it comes to growing up.
I'm close to certain the world is full of crazy people. They are around every corner. They are in every home and place of business. They are not just taking over they have long been in charge. Its hard to notice as we are all crazy like the rest. No one is sane. Sanity is an illusion of the mad!(mad like crazy you know how old cartoons used to speak HA!)
I swear working on a pre Superbowl Sunday leads to the strangest thoughts and/or feelings coming to mind. All i know is I'm beyond ready to be away from this place and start my freaking weekend.
Thursday, January 20, 2011
The look
He's got the look that makes you stare. Gives you the eye so on his intentions you are aware. He sees straight through you exposing your soul. To him no identity can be hidden no falsehoods can go untold. He slides into town and people take notice. Everywhere he goes they know he's the dopest. You can't resist his charms his words are astounding. His personal style like no other. His swagger? He could pull your mother.
He is everything I'm not and that's ok. I'm happy with the way I am no matter what he believes. Dork, nerd, dweeb well he's asshole, dipshit, sleaze. Some assume this is cuz I'm jealous and I wish I could be like he. I say they must be dreaming for I know there can never be another ME. Why think of being someone else when I'm pretty fine with myself. Screw what he can or cannot do I'm cool just being myself.
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Anger/Hate
Hate Fear Pain Ignorance Intolerance Malice Misery
These are the words that comes to mind when I think what could be in that jar. The best of the worst released from Pandora's box all those millennia ago.
Oh what poison HATE is to this world. Hate is clearly and easily the world's most negative emotion. Hate is the cornerstone to all that is wrong with this world. However no matter how strong I feel hate is there is one state that I feel outshines Hatred(hater-ade as I like to call it), and that is intolerance. Intolerance breeds hate. It causes all the negative isms in this world (racism, sexism, ageism etc). Intolerance does not allow the light of truth in. Presented with reality intolerance pushes back with hate with anger with defiance. Intolerance is a force to be reckoned with. It's taught through the generations and it takes the same time to break. Try as you might things your grand daddy fought on some level is still battling inside you; no matter what you show on the outside the interior tells the true story.
LOVE may conquer all but it's a long drawn out battle with mass casualties on both sides. Keep up the fight my brothers and sisters for there will be no Peace no Harmony without a glorious epic battle. Generations will speak of the war for humanity that is if there are generations left to speak.
- a look inside the mind of D -
These are the words that comes to mind when I think what could be in that jar. The best of the worst released from Pandora's box all those millennia ago.
Oh what poison HATE is to this world. Hate is clearly and easily the world's most negative emotion. Hate is the cornerstone to all that is wrong with this world. However no matter how strong I feel hate is there is one state that I feel outshines Hatred(hater-ade as I like to call it), and that is intolerance. Intolerance breeds hate. It causes all the negative isms in this world (racism, sexism, ageism etc). Intolerance does not allow the light of truth in. Presented with reality intolerance pushes back with hate with anger with defiance. Intolerance is a force to be reckoned with. It's taught through the generations and it takes the same time to break. Try as you might things your grand daddy fought on some level is still battling inside you; no matter what you show on the outside the interior tells the true story.
LOVE may conquer all but it's a long drawn out battle with mass casualties on both sides. Keep up the fight my brothers and sisters for there will be no Peace no Harmony without a glorious epic battle. Generations will speak of the war for humanity that is if there are generations left to speak.
- a look inside the mind of D -
Attempt at rhyme
everyday pushing through moving forward keeping on
Look all around me to find everyone is gone
They left me without help no support no fam they left me out on my own
like they don't give a damn man it's rough being out on my own no place to kick it always out just roaming gnome
Trying to find my way back to your place looking for love
Maybe just a taste of what you got I will rock like no one has done
When I'm through my love runs through you like bullets through a gun
So what will this be you and me if you just let it happen sad to say I know it's been blown cuz you just finished with my wack ass rappin
HA
- a look inside the mind of D -
Look all around me to find everyone is gone
They left me without help no support no fam they left me out on my own
like they don't give a damn man it's rough being out on my own no place to kick it always out just roaming gnome
Trying to find my way back to your place looking for love
Maybe just a taste of what you got I will rock like no one has done
When I'm through my love runs through you like bullets through a gun
So what will this be you and me if you just let it happen sad to say I know it's been blown cuz you just finished with my wack ass rappin
HA
- a look inside the mind of D -
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