The last few months. . . |
Okay, where to begin? The last year has been a re-boot for me. I've been taking 6 credits of bullshit classes, working part time, and I've been a no-show @ my studio. Those of you who know me well k...
Posted by on Sun, 21 Jun 2009 23:22:00 GMT |
Its come to my attention... |
...the most beautiful gift someone can give you is room to just be yourself. Its okay, I just threw up a little in my mouth too. Have a fabulous day.Seriously... its true...
Posted by on Wed, 01 Apr 2009 08:30:00 GMT |
Confessions |
i close my eyes and try so hard to dream the dream I dreamt beforeSurrounded by all this bullshit and missing the phantom I adoreYoure not real, you never will be Buy youre still a part of meA self-...
Posted by on Fri, 13 Mar 2009 12:32:00 GMT |
Guantanamo Music Torture |
Art. To many its a distraction, a pass time, or something to blow money on. To others its life. An undeniable truth. Its something they live and breathe. I speak of drawing, sculpture, photography, fi...
Posted by on Fri, 12 Dec 2008 05:32:00 GMT |
lie living mind |
its your tortured eyes that speak to the liestaking up residence in my mindand i think you'll findif you look a little deeperyou may see theresomething familiarsomething truesomething reminiscent of y...
Posted by on Mon, 17 Nov 2008 09:05:00 GMT |
Estranged |
An eye for an eye and the whole world goes blindAnd in my world no one can seeWhen you feel the heat of my rageYou're touching the heart of meThe worlds on fire and I'm burning from the insideWe trust...
Posted by on Fri, 03 Oct 2008 06:24:00 GMT |
Why music??? |
So, the deeper I venture into the world of music production the more excited I've gotten about the direction the industry is going. No longer are artists at the mercy of big corporate fat-cats who on...
Posted by on Fri, 26 Sep 2008 04:52:00 GMT |
an inconvenient youth |
were nothing what we seemjust monkeys in designer jeanswith morality on the runI bear my sins with a cross and a gunwith the nation on its knees I do just what I pleaseyou call this fear, I call this ...
Posted by on Fri, 15 Aug 2008 22:11:00 GMT |
LIvewire Voodoo |
Like livewire voodoo he came to meAn enlightened sign of tragedyA fallen star that will never beToo expensive to ever be freeA slide across my heart stringsA truth that forever stingsCalling out to a ...
Posted by on Fri, 08 Aug 2008 02:56:00 GMT |
Divine Contempt |
She crawls on her hands and knees thru the salt of the earthWondering in an instant what its all worthJust another member in your herd of swineClamoring for their master to dineTeeth pull glass from w...
Posted by on Fri, 01 Aug 2008 23:40:00 GMT |
