josh aka "mUnKiE"

We are disciples of this stretch of infinity.We are the unrobed Crayola colours searching for purple parchments on which to leave imprints of our spirituality.Our spirits consist of hyperbolic txt spk and mp3s We rock NIKEs to New Rocks nesting in high rise buildings and office blocks, dinning on battered samples of ecstasy wrapped in the torn fables of turn tables; We exist thus.Look not for us,we are there already amid reruns of Baywatch and re-occurences of Homer Simpson saying “Doh!”… though we are well fortuned the fortunate are few so we are part homeless we are found echoed in outside doorways after sundown. Born to each twilight buried to each day, we are the souls that sight the future yet the ones that cause decay.We know truth: It is fed to us through umbilical chords that smell faintly of Starbucks and resonates in CNN speak. Truth be told, Weather the truth we’re told be truth is yet to peak, so fact being sold to fiction is birthed in gibberish speech even then not whole.Look not for us, we range from coal colour to Lilly likeness we claim the whiteness of sheets and the darkness that punctuates and surrounds it.Look not for us we are there already We are incisions in time stitched with barbed wire dowsed with gin we come bearing bullets and singed photographs of ‘ideal’, idolized realities stemming from small minded minions,WE MEAN NONE.Yet we kill for it.We are man.I am merely one of that many. My goal is to paint pictures for blanks between blinks to Word for the silences between heartbeats. Be it pen or paintbrush Microphone or mouse I List the Visuals that surround us. Thus, I am.......................................................mus ic is a big part of my life , im a head chef, owning my own restaurant. about to open another and a bar, .....im a song writer who writes depressing acoustic music... i play guitar, drums and precussion.....ADD http://www.myspace.com/joshboutwoodmusic.................... ............................................................ .........Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence.As far as possible, without surrender, be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even to the dull and the ignorant, they too have their story. Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexations to the spirit.If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain and bitter; for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.Exercise caution in your business affairs, for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals, and everywhere life is full of heroism. Be yourself. Especially, do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love, for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is perennial as the grass.Take kindly to the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be, and whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life, keep peace in your soul.With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world.Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.art plays a very big part in my life...using a new concept "finding simplicity within the depths of complication"