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hi. my names dominic. does my name really matter to you? probably not. you've already gathered your preconceived notions as to who i am and what i'm about based on rumors/half-truths/whole lies. is that fair to me? no definitely not. but as is the nature of the sweet parade to which we all march in synchronicity.
my life is my own. not yours. not mine. not his nor hers. does my past make me who i am? should it not be the person i am today or at least strive to be. acknowledge change. do not chastise its bitter sweet taste. for you will be sheep and i the shepherd.
i ramble/rant/rave normally for nothing. but if not for nothing, can something be anything? in the rain i'm a hypocrite and a swindler of words. fear not my sheep for today the clouds are breaking and sun is shining. as the leaves turn so does the needle on the clock. time.
i like to write. i like to think. and i love music. it is the muse for which i paint the portrait of my life.
my space is not a window to my life but rather a snapshot of my existence or rather your interpretation of said snapshot. think freely and throw your stones. they are but pebbles in the pocket of society.
conformity is the black death of our generation. fear not the words of the silent. speak swiftly and the ears will listen.the gaze will shift.
i am me and you yourself. live your life and examine mine. if you take anything from your encounter with my brief self explanation/theory on life/hope for the future take my plead that you be yourself and find the self in others and not the robes society constricts around them. oh.//dom