Friday, November 30, 2012
Wednesday, November 28, 2012
Tuesday, November 27, 2012
Best to live. Best to lie. Breathing in existence as it mimics random emotion. The eternal passion which courses through our veins is the true mentor we've been searching for. Stop creating new excuses. Push aside all antagonistic obligations and focus on whatever ignites your soul! You know you can do it. You alone have the power to alter your reality.
Monday, November 26, 2012
Some times we must taste the sky.
Somehow we must taste the infinite.
Some places do not serve alcohol after or before midnight.
In the region in which I live- most things are available for misuse.
Because somehow, sometimes people demand Ignorant oppression.
Sunday, November 25, 2012
Had amazing dream last night. I was with some friends about to watch a movie then one of them asked me questions about some French writer I've never heard of. When I couldn't answer them he began to shout at me hysterically. Then I shouted at him and punched him extremely hard. Next thing I knew I was running outside and somehow I began to fly up into the sky like Superman! It was great! Eventually two guys dressed in black came after me, they could fly too but not as fast as me. I dove between buildings and bridges quite easily. Then I accidentally smashed into a bridge. But I was able to repair it by using my laser eyes to weld the steel back together. After that I continued flying onward and upward.
And that is when I awoke.
Saturday, November 24, 2012
The doorbell rang. I opened the door. A girl was selling cookies. I asked her how much. She said six dollars a box. I told her I'm not exactly John Rockefeller or Andrew Carnegie.
She looked dumbfounded. I purchased one box.
Thursday, November 22, 2012
What is Thanksgiving? The ancient Egyptians had no such holiday. Nor did the Babylonians. Neither did the Chinese. I suppose they had no use for one. Or maybe they were just too caught up in the emotional outpour of their individual eras to even bother to consider giving thanks and/or receiving it. But then again the only working knowledge I have is of the society in which I was born.
Today's generations have no concept of what it must have been like for the pilgrims to make their long, arduous journey aboard the Mayflower. I suppose it could be comparable to waiting in line for the latest technological gadget or fighting off the crowds at a Black Friday sale. Yet even that would be a stretch.
The world has changed immensely since then. People have changed as well. Human emotion seems to be the one constant throughout history. This includes giving thanks and receiving it.
And with that... I am quite thankful. I am thankful for the moon, the sun, the stars, the sky, Mother Earth and this magnanimous Universe we're all a part of! But most of all I am thankful for the people that surround me. My friends. My family.
I give thanks to you. Mom, Dad, Sister, Niece, Nephew, Nephew. I give thanks to All of you. :-)
Tuesday, November 20, 2012
Eat a bug. Eat a rug. Munch on your intuition. You think you are who you claim you are but you are in fact not even human. You are a cyclops, a cyclone, a part of the never ending cycle.
So why then do we insist on maiming each other? Physically. Emotionally. Retro-actively. Do we enjoy it? Why can't we all just live out our lives without bothering each other with each other's bullshit?
When we look at one another we must look deep, deeper than we've ever known. It is indeed possible.
Sunday, November 18, 2012
On the eve
The band rocks out
Chords and riffs
Squares, triangles, splits
Paradigms explode here
In my sketchbook
Wednesday, November 14, 2012
Monday, November 12, 2012
Ale is not stale
Except for secondary
Which sail past our fears
Most of Us
Friday, November 9, 2012
Original painting. Done in acrylics on primed linen canvas. I titled it Music Bent. I'm not quite sure what it conveys but I do know it is but one way to describe my passion for music.
Wednesday, November 7, 2012
Tuesday, November 6, 2012
Usually people need to be smacked in the face before they can wake up. Can't really blame anyone or anything. We can try to blame but blaming is always futile. We ignore the person who shouts "The sky is falling!" Then only begin to care when the sky actually falls. Will this cycle end? Who knows? I personally believe it is good training for something much more beyond our collective egotism. But that does not mean much to us here and now. All we really can do is be more aware of our own thoughts and every now and then look up at the sky in order to acknowledge the infinity we're all a part of. Yes, it sounds spacey but it's the motha fkkin' truth! My perspective is my own and cannot be replicated. But that's all right. The human spirit is very resilient for a reason. Just don't expect to adapt quickly and effortlessly. Now with that stated.... "The sky is falling!"
Monday, November 5, 2012
Abstract painting. Acrylics on linen canvas. Titled Structural Integrity. I have been experimenting with a lot more shapes and color blending techniques. Also been allowing more spaces between the paint to show. I don't know where it will lead me but I persist. :-)