Monday, September 19, 2011

Wednesday, July 06, 2011

Monday, March 07, 2011

I've seen ladies fairer

Every time i listen to "She's a Rainbow" by the Rolling Stones, i feel there is supposed to be some hidden message to self-enlightenment. Each time the song ends, i'm left hanging with penetrating suspicion that i might be crazy.

Saturday, March 05, 2011


The days are blending together in pleasant shades. I'm beginning to feel better. Better, not great.

Thursday, February 24, 2011

yeah, you make me feel like a natural woman

What is it about Aretha Franklin that shatters every conviction of craziness?? Between Aretha and Etta, i can't say that i feel nearly as womanly-crazy. It's not only their word's and harmonies but their voices just penetrate every dark emotion and flood it with sunlight and the most positive of energy. I think i'd be less of a woman without them.

Thursday, February 17, 2011

Waiting for the Revolution

People are shit. Blackened souls that wander through life with no concept of what it is to be genuine or even courteous. The world leaves behind no footprint for these people, only scars. This breed of human is dominating the majority of people and tarnishing any hopes of significant change in the near future. Kwame Anthony Appiah is correct in his idea of a difficult co-existence between those other than family. We must evolve and learn to be courteous - learn to love each other or at least care. But people are shit people don't care. Behind every gesture remains a selfish motive. There is no way to pluck this weed from humanity - it simply is. But there are ways to work against it - to work against error. To evolve in to something greater. But there is no hint of change in anything i see and everyday i lose a little more faith in the decency of people. I cannot accept this. I want to grow past this and accept all things but this, this i cannot accept. What is it that's so rotten at the core of the human being?
Where is god? Where is an answer? What's the point of consciousness if you play to your weaker instincts? We are able to grow by choice and yet, we give in to our demons. I wish i could scream out every awful color that's painted my heart black but there are no words to express the pain i feel.
In the end, i simply shake my head and decide, "i do not belong in this generation".
Where is everyone?
Where are the Abbie Hoffman's? Where are the Martin Luther King Jr's? Where are Walt Whitman's? Where is Mumia Abu-Jamal's? Where are the Hunter S. Thompson's?
Where are they Robert Kennedy's - the John Lennon's - the Socrates' - the George Harrison's? Where the fuck are all the decent people who fight publicly against what has now been created in the absence of the greats?
It's like people gave up on themselves in exchange for... for what?
There is life all around me but mostly, i just feel empty.
I know i'm not alone in these feelings and i know i'm not alone in the thirst for change.
"I'd love to change the world, but i don't know what to do"

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

thanks eve

What's another word for P.M.S.? Oh, bitch :/

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Plaguing Thoughts

Are people all over the world lonely? With my thoughts built amongst the pillars of philosophy - everything must be determined - must be explained - must be entirely examined: to it's tiniest fragments. The marrow of my existence lies in analyzing EVERYTHING. I have so much growing up to do. I have yet to outgrow my disgust in human beings. Did all great thinkers and philosophers battle this as i do now? I want to accept this all, i do but, it's not so simple as wanting. It's understanding and i do not. I do not understand lack of common courtesy - lack of concern - lack of manners - lack of accepting (a failure of my own). I find disgust in myself but i constantly work at overcoming what makes my stomach churn. Why do people not work at being better people? Why are most people entirely self-centered? We can all be, sure but, why is everyone's basis of comparison of their own stature? How do we do right by everyone while still doing right by our selves?
There is no perfect person but their are ideal standards that can be widely accepted. And they start with understanding. And here i am back at my own front door. How do i get in? :(

The Fab Two

At a constant battle for first between George Harrison and John Lennon - i've found that i can only love them equally. For George was truly a great human being - as genuine as they come and John Lennon was truly a great composer/songwriter and put his heart in to the good of all people and all he spoke of. But here i am now and George Harrison is strumming the strings to my heart. Could anything ever be as lovely as hearing a song you need to uplift dying spirits? I think not... no.