A place of speaking my mind. You are reading this there for you know me in some sort of way. If you don't like what you read stop reading it, nobody is forcing you to. We'll laugh, we'll cry, we can even grow old together if you want....
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Monday, October 26, 2009
blah blah blah...
I really wish that my friends would come down here and visit me. I understand that they are busy and money is tight right now but I've been up to Green Bay twice since I moved now. Nobody has come here yet....maybe just maybe for my birthday they all could come and surprise me. That would make EVERYTHING so much more amazing than that crappy birthday that I had last year.
I guess homecoming is this weekend for North Carolina A&T and there are going to parties every where at every time of day. I am not quite sure what to expect with it all, but I might just hide from it.
Saturday, October 24, 2009
Amazing....and so true
You have been given a direct order to rock the fuck out. Rock out like you were just given the last rock and roll album on earth and the minutes are counting down to flames. Rock out like you just won both showcase showdowns. Rock out like the streets are empty except for you, your bicycle and your headphones. Rock out like your lips, which are placed onto a breakdancing muse with legs that go all the way up. Rock out like you’ll never have to open a textbook again. Rock out like you get paid to disturb the peace. Rock out like music is all that you got. Rock out like you’re standing on a rooftop and the city’s as loud and glowing as a river below you. Rock out like the plane is going down, there are 120 people on board, and 121 parachutes. Rock out like the streets and the books are all on fire and the only way it can be extinguished is by doin’ the electric slide. Rock out like it’s Saturday afternoon and Monday is a national holiday. Rock out like somebody’s got a barrel pointed at your temple saying ‘Rock out like your life depended on it, fool,‘ because it does. Rock out like your eyes are fading but you still got your ears. But you don’t know for how long so rock out like 5 o’clock time, make pop-in-lot time. Rock out like you got pants full of tokens and nothing to do but everything. Rock out like you are the international ski-ball champion of the entire universe. Rock out like you just escaped an evil orphanage to join a Russian circus. Rock out like your hero is fallen and you are spinning your limbs until they burst into a burning fire of remembrance. Rock out like you’re enslaved in the south and dancing is all that you have to know who you are. Rock out like your dead grandfather just came back to take a drive with you in your new car. Rock out like the table is full. Rock out like the neighbors are away. Rock out like the walls won’t fall but, dammit, you’re going to die trying to make them. Rock out like the stereo’s volume knob is the figure 8 of infinity instead of merely numbers. Rock out like it’s raining outside and you’ve got a girl to run through it with. Rock out like you’re playing football! Football in the mud and your washing machine is not broken. Rock out like you throwing your window open on your honeymoon because you want the whole world to know what love is. Rock out like you just got a book published. Rock out like you just went to your high school reunion to find everyone, even the women, are all overweight and bald, except for the former homecoming queen, who you just found out, got divorced from her impotent husband and only has eyes for.. YOU! Rock out like you just got a date with Heidi Klum. Rock out like a shadow man passes behind you, drops you to your knees. You’re buckling in sweat, cold metal’s pushed to your forhead, the trigger’s pulled and the gun jams. Rock out like you got an empty appointment book, and a full tank of gas. Rock out like Jimi has returned carrying brand new guitar strings. Rock out like the mangos are in season. Rock out like the record player won’t skip. Rock out like this was the last weekend, like these were the last words, like you don’t ever want to forget how.
-Anis Mojgani
Friday, October 23, 2009
Descibes so many people
Well I guess I'll make my own way
It's the circle, I mean cycle
I can't excite you anymore
Where's your gavel? Your jury?
What's my offense this time?
You're not a judge, but if you're gonna judge me,
Well sentence me to another life
Don't wanna hear your sad songs
I don't wanna feel your pain
When you swear it's all my fault
'Cause you know we're not the same
We're not the same (No!)
Oh we're not the same
Yeah, the friends who stuck together
We wrote our names in blood
But I guess you can't accept that the change is good
It's good
It's good
Well you treat me just like another stranger
Well it's nice to meet you sir
I guess I'll go
I best be on my way out
Ignorance is your new best friend
Ignorance is your new best friend
And this is the best thing that could've happened
Any longer and I wouldn't have made it
It's not a war, no, it's not a rapture
I'm just a person, but you can't take it
The same tricks that, that once fooled me
They won't get you anywhere
I'm not the same kid from your memory
Well, now I can fend for myself
Well you treat me just like another stranger
Well it's nice to meet you sir
I guess I'll go
I best be on my way out
You treat me just like another stranger
Well it's nice to meet you sir
I guess I'll go
I best be on my way out
Ignorance is your new best friend
Ignorance is your new best friend
Ignorance is your new best friend
Ignorance is your new best friend
Well you treat me just like another stranger
Well it's nice to meet you sir
I guess I'll go
I best be on my way out
Thursday, October 22, 2009
FOR CLARIFICATION!!!
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Monday, October 19, 2009
I'm going away for a while
But I'll be back
Don't try to follow me
'Cause I'll return as soon as possible
See, I'm trying to find my place
But it might not be here where I feel safe
We all learn to make mistakes...
And run from them, from them
With no direction
We'll run from them, from them
With no conviction
'Cause I'm just one of those ghosts
Travelin' endlessly
Don't need no roads
In fact, they follow me
And we just go in circles...
And now I'm told that this is life
That pain is just a simple compromise
So we can get what we want out of it
Would someone care to classify
Our broken hearts and twisted minds
So I can find someone to rely on
And run to them, to them
Full speed ahead
Oh, you are not useless
We are just
Misguided ghosts
Travelin' endlessly
The ones we trusted the most
Pushed us far away
And there's no one road
We should not be the same
But I'm just a ghost
And still they echo me
They echo me in circles
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Saturday, October 17, 2009
Friday, October 16, 2009
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Monday, October 12, 2009
Saturday, October 10, 2009
Friday, October 09, 2009
Thursday, October 08, 2009
Editor in Chief Takes Over
Wednesday, October 07, 2009
Tuesday, October 06, 2009
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH
Jason mraz is so amazing and said everything i couldn't.
Transformation is my favorite game and in my experience, anger and frustration are the result of you not being authentic somewhere in your life or with someone in your life. Being fake about anything creates a block inside of you. Life can’t work for you if you don’t show up as you. It’ll weigh heavy in your stomach when you sense something isn’t being said. It eventually turns itself into stress, which unattended explodes in the form of anger. Many people ignore themselves in a situation and look for other people and circumstances to blame, but anger and frustration form within. Your thoughts, speech, beliefs, actions and attitudes create the picture of your life. Draw it well.
Frustration and Love can’t exist in the same place at the same time, so get real and start doing what you would rather be doing in life. Love your life. All of it. Even the heavy shit that happened to you when you were 8. All of it was and IS perfect.
Saturday, October 03, 2009
Friday, October 02, 2009
R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Sometimes people don't understand what respect really means....it bothers me. You should treat people how you would like to be treated. Would I like to be a jerk to everyone? No. So lets look at what the definition of respect is...
RESPECT
-(usually preceded by `in') a detail or point; 'it differs in that respect'
-esteem: the condition of being honored (esteemed or respected or well regarded); 'it is held in esteem'; 'a man who has earned high regard-an attitude of admiration or esteem; 'she lost all respect for him'
-deference: a courteous expression (by word or deed) of esteem or regard; 'his deference to her wishes was very flattering'; 'be sure to give my respects to the dean'
-obedience: behavior intended to please your parents; 'their children were never very strong on -obedience'; 'he went to law school out of respect for his father's wishes'
-regard highly; think much of; 'I respect his judgement'; 'We prize his creativity'
-regard: a feeling of friendship and esteem; 'she mistook his manly regard for love'; 'he inspires -respect'
-show respect towards; 'honor your parents!'"
I think if we all knew what was supposed to be respect the world would be a better place. We should be loving and caring of others and this worlds is not that. Step by step, breath by breath, we should be exuding love towards others and just as important ourselves. Without respect and love this world isn't worth being around. So try to be a better person today and show that you love and respect someone. It may be something small like holding the door or something big like flowers and candy, but do something, anything. Try to make this world a better place than what it is. Love and peace
Thursday, October 01, 2009
Lightening Strike
"What if this storm ends?
And leaves us nothing
Except a memory
A distant echo
I want pinned down
I want unsettled
Rattle cage after cage
Until my blood boils..."