layers

i saw this guy at the train stop the other day. beat up shoes, jeans and a hoodie. in 36 degree weather maybe a hoodie isnt the best pick, maybe his dreads were keeping him warm tho. He didn't seem shaky or cold. I got really curious about this man. I got talking to him a little and he laughed when i asked him how he was staying warm in a hoodie. he unzipped it a little revealing a couple thermals and said "yea man, its all about layering up for the winter, I don't like jackets too much cus most are so bulkly"

baggage

as i walked to the baggage claim, the people of the district passed me by, i looked ad an advertisement to my left for the new nestle coffee that said "gets your mourning going right" i stopped for a second and took a second look and felt foolish for reading it wrong, to avoid making a scene i looked at the ground one foot in front of the other till i got to the claim.

the good thing about taking it easy getting off the plane is everyone waits for the baggage claim anyways. i wasn't in a rush to grab my bags, knowing my ride would be another 30 minutes, didnt want to be lugging around that stuff.

+ music should be free

-1999 napster changed the music industry.

-2010 the music industry still hasn't recovered from the change, in fact has turned into a big-desperate-money-eating monster... The RIAA has felt compelled make a statement by recovering millions of dollars through litigation trials.

Can we all agree that there is good, and there is bad? but can we agree on what is good? and what is bad?

If a group believes and acts in a common good, and they see fit for a music project to be the "soul expression" of that good, they will support it (and it will support them).

an edit

"when i first met you i didn't know you"

when i first met you -

the connection wasn't there.

I was sort of like asking the question who is this person (that goes around doing this and that)? but i did not care to get to know you.

through time after time of spending time with you, i wanted to be your friend not just because it was convenient, but because i started to see that you have your eyes on the prize, and you live a life of meaning and purpose, and I can say that its been crazy, fun and pretty worth it.

keep up the good work, comrade.

mac screensaver

i am a pixel on this page.

mac has a pretty crazy screen saver. it pulls from your photo library and originally you see one photo then it zooms out into 2, 4, 8, 24, until you see many photos, it keeps zooming out until the photos blend together, working as pigment to the next big photo. it repeats this process using new photos.

but its weird how life doesn't work this way for me. i mostly don't look outside of the pixel that i am. a satellite lost in space that doesn't see planets, stars, or galaxies.

its good to be true to yourself though. its the school of thought i have always had, but the idea of existence as a part of the worldwide community, seems a bit humbling to me.

why go?

because maybe just maybe, its my destiny, part of my life's story, to serve.

let me ruin this for you

shawn exists. that day in vegas existed. i was about 13. i wasnt thinking these things at the time, of course. though i was thinking something. i was shocked. i saw something, it was almost too much for me to handle. but somehow i became stronger through it. if you would have asked me back then, i would have said. "yea thats crazy! i didnt know he was a fighter". It's a lesson to me that sometimes I can learn something without the ability to fully express it until possibly months or years later.

and i closed with that final sentence fragment for a reason. i wanted you as the reader to experience some of the same offense that set off Shawn making him become violent. Lets be reasonable here. It's not my intention to make you violent. But i want to shock you, maybe offend you, so that you can put yourself into Shawn's shoes, and kind of think about what matters to you. what are you willing to fight for?

For me, I am willing to fight for my family, friends, GOD, music, and myself. The facts are that i sometimes am more willing to fight for myself than all the other subjects i mentioned. this may be normal, but to me it is an example of my selfishness and need to be humbled. God is the reason I am living. Ive had some crazy times with him, and it shows that nothing can separate us. My friends are not always there for me, but they are there most of the time. i do appreciate their wisdom, and we always seem to have a lot of fun. My family, we are very random, and though sometimes I feel out of place, they seem to accept me, and they are always there. Theres a whole lot of love in my family, sometimes we don't show it straight up, but its there.