So I’m stuck at a hotel Chicago near the O’Hare airport, well not really stuck because it’s quite an experience but anyway, I’m listening to this song by Desiree titled “You Gotta Be” and it’s such a feel good song. It came out around when I was in 3rd grade and as I try to trace the source of my musical roots, this song probably ranks in the top ( Read more... )

PRELUDE ( Read more... )

I will now take this time to thank a Mr. Steve Lazar for introducing me to a snippet of greatness known as a "Hard Day's Night" by The Beatles. I have downloaded several Beatles tracks and have entered a session of extreme enamoration. Especially with "Lucy In the Sky With Diamonds ( Read more... )

Now that I have seen the dark, I’ll know I’ll shower her with a hand boquet of a thousand roses and my conversation. She is that imperfect.

Reading, Writing and Music have become my intergalactic destinations of stay, personified in that order, respectfully. I have not only reached the void but have become that void. A single ruby rose fettered with droplets of morning dew singing syllables of bliss across a plane of plain. All that is profane is on the outside of this void and ( Read more... )

I remember it started with that one morning. That morning when the sun chose to peak its brilliant head shyly over the brims of the clouds. A heavenly morning if you will. The air was crisp but bespoke the promise. The dawn. The birth of a new age. A new era. A new day. The day was so young and I imagined a tiny infant swaddled in a blanket ( Read more... )

I'm crazy out of my brain cells and the feelings never felt so hot. Blazing balls of passionate inferno that would burn a man from a thousand miles away innocent where he stands. My dreams haunt me with a power precise rifle, decked with scope. Seeing me from that other side of that hill those psychologists can't even explain ( Read more... )

What is the defining line between protection of freedom and invasion of freedom? Or is the line so thin as to not be seen directly by the eye but rather from a political periphery that makes definition almost indiscernible? Is it possible to be more afraid concerning the truths surrounding the secret or the secrets surrounding the truth? When ( Read more... )

Take the first sentence or two from the first post of each month and you will have your year in review ( Read more... )

So I'm travelling back to my old roots as of junior year in high school and dabbling back into the complexity I would feel honored to call Tool. The song is H. and I can't sleep. I mean this is extremely frustrating. It's about 3:45 am and I have a microeconomics exam at 12:20 pm sharp tommorow or rather, this afternoon. That's part of the ( Read more... )