Quote of the Day

"I sat there and watched my heart gasp for air...and at the very last minute, I decided to take back what you stole from me...My LOVE!"

Seeking for an Answer

My life revolves around Love, especially the love of music. But we'll talk about music later. Being intellectually infatuated and influenced by what love offers and gives as the power of truth, beauty and freedom of your emotions takes my mind to another planet (run-on sentence lol). But I cant understand for the life of me why something so strong and powerful doesn't have an on and off button. Some people dwell and fantasize over certain things that intrigue them because it sparks a nerve in their body and forces them to haunt for an answer. Well that is how I feel about Love. I think that maybe If Love were to truly and wholeheartedly fly my way, if love were to launch me over its wings, maybe I wouldnt have so many questions. I can assure you that I don't doubt love, but instead I journey the science of Love and why we have no control over it! Or do we?

NEW YORK

I was happy the day when I finally got away, I didnt realize that I didnt even reconize the lack of care. Essay full of text messages, flower glass full of tears, and a stab wound pierced to my heart, was all a memory. I slowly drifted into a new profound way of living when I reached the other side of the world. Living spontaneously, breathing lifelessly, eating everything, going places beyond my dreams. I was on a train and my destination was the best thing that had ever happened to me! Indie, House, Electronica, Reggae, hip hop is just a little sample of what hit my ear waves when I touched into their scenery. Club full of diversity, passion full of destiny. But was it for real, or was it for now? Well as time went by, the madness of the snow was eventually drencehed in salt, and the sun shined through and helped the salt out, then out of nowhere cleared the snow away. 100 degree weather, beaming city lights, open toe high heels, skimpy shorts, out all night, barbque patio’s...SUMMER was finally here! Can we say amazing! Six in the morning, every morning, plethora of concerts, fesitival here, beach there. Walking blocks and blocks, running out of money. Trade show here, Event there! Beef patties, Curry Chicken, Stew Chicken, Dallas bbq, Famous Daves, Crab, was the least my hungry tummy could handle. In the beginning I had to weed out the grumpy frumpy, and select the ones that were more worth the “WHILE”! So I met this guy named unknown, this other guy named presentation, another guy named “so whats good”, too many to choose from, so I chose none. Talking through walls, sharing bathrooms, living with strangers. But most of all, it was the torture of living with Theadore and Rosevelt! The two smartest mice that has ever creeped the planet! They rejected my cheese, laughed at my peanut butter, and somehow seemed to glide right over my sticky paper. I had enough when they whispered to me in my sleep “we’re here to kill you...leave now!” , crying hysterically, I slowly reverted back to what I thought was such a bore...HOUSTON! Quote on quote...”we dont have mice in houston”, “i cant do this anymore, im moving back to houston”, “my life is over, i cant live with mice”, “someone please rescue me, im crying hysterically”. These were all of the chants that took over my life as I discovered that I lived in a freakin rat infested slum hole, and I needed to move asap! It didnt look as bad as it was...but it never really does. I couldnt eat, sleep, nor talk...I was always waiting to hear a sound from their awful footsteps! So one day I had enough..I moved.... yes im a whimp---THE END