Well ladies and gents, it appears that my time in jersey has almost come to an end. Hard to believe that two months have gone by so fast. Seems like only lat week I was coming back from touring the east coast, hangin out with P and *M ( Read more... )

9:47am. Phone rings. "I don't mean to scare you, but there was a near fatal accident last night." Heart racing faster than a space rocket. "Everything is ok, but I ask you to go to Philly ( Read more... )

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"Because we live in such a mind-dominated culture, most modern art, architecture, music, and literature are devoid of beauty, of inner essence, with very few exceptions. The reason is that the people who create those things cannot -- even for a moment -- free themselves from their mind. So they are never in touch with that place within where true ( Read more... )

Everyone has experienced this: waking up from a dream that seemed so real, yet you know it wasnt. I knew the dream was fake, and I had control over it in the dream. But, I still could not change the outcome, no matter how hard I tried. And when I awoke, I felt the effects of the dream. It wasn't like it was a reoccuring dream, but I knew ( Read more... )

So I just got off the phone with my dad. For the first time in a while we had a real conversation about things. Altho, the funniest thing was that after talking to him, i dont remember what sparked the tension between my parents. Well, i know why they aren't on the best of terms NOW, but they said things started in St Auggie. Well, techinically ( Read more... )

Well, I have to give props where do: If it was not for reading my buddy April's live journal, then I would not have written this entry ( Read more... )

"Nothing is real, and accepting that is the hardest thing in the world. And you have to go through hell to accept that because it means that your life until now has basically been bullshit. And that the future in terms of how you had hoped is bullshit too. And if you are realizing that, and losing your innocene, but at the same time mourning that ( Read more... )

Back in Jersey. In many ways, it's awesome. It's always good to go back, but man this place has changed dramatically. I went to visit my old neighbors, and I couldn't believe how different the old neighborhood looked. Oh well, times change. people change. life continues ( Read more... )

13 and a half hours later, and I was making my first jub handle since...well New years I guess. 9pm until 10:30am. P Moore and I rocked that mic infront of 50,000 people...or drove our asses off. Surprisingly there was no traffic even with it being memorial day weekend, until exit 7a on the Jersey Turnpike. I took a Stacker and Redbull at 5am, ( Read more... )