Tuesday, November 18, 2014


I read because I feel the intake of knowledge from a book is the most challenging. Processing what you are reading, themes, facts, etc. So when a film challenges my mind like a book, i'm blown away. Interstellar did that for me...not saying that the science in the film is 100% accurate...that's not the point. The point is, it makes you think outside of what you define as space.

Monday, November 17, 2014



how lucky we all are.
able to rise again and again.
to have bad moments.
and to be able to avenge those times.
with arches of drafted splendor.

how lucky we all are.
to fall so madly in love.
and to be crushed with a single rejection.
only to find life invigorated.
in the smile of a stranger that becomes your earth.

how lucky we all are.
to be able to dream while awake.
to fail at your passion.
and be inspired to try until you exhaust the possibilities.

because a leaf has one shot to bloom.
to gigantically gleam green.
sheltering the ungrateful lucky from the sun's vigor.
and when the seasons change.
a leaf falls once.
never able again to rise and beam twice.

how lucky we all are.
to be square.

2014 Forest Hill Drive

love the artwork for this album.

Kendric Lamar x SNL

epic performance.

Tuesday, November 11, 2014

Wednesday, October 22, 2014

On America...

You have to wonder why the rules don't apply to everyone. If a young white kid shoots up his school, people are quick to bring up mental health issues. If a young black kid shoots another black kid, mental health is not mentioned. Although, a lot of times, that white kid comes from a two parent household (which doesn't mean a good environment) and is above the poverty line. When these crimes happen by black kids, usually they are below the poverty line and come from very adverse backgrounds. So it seems the white kid can't be a bad person, he's just sick. But the black kid who does the same murder can't be sick, he's just a bad person.
We've come a long way? We may have just camouflaged the road.

Mo'ne Davis x Spike Lee

Monday, October 20, 2014

Tuesday, October 14, 2014


Currently burning through the pages of 'Stokely: A Life,' by Peniel E. Joseph. The life of one of America's heroes and greatest revolutionaries. From his upbringing in New York to him being on of the world's most powerful figures in the search for freedom.

Thursday, October 2, 2014

Tuesday, September 30, 2014

Tuesday, September 23, 2014


Currently burning through the pages of 'The Buddha in the Attic,' by Julie Otsuka. Follow the lives of Japanese women coming to America for the first time. When they finally land they meet their new husbands, who they have never met, and find out what they were told about America is not the truth.

Wednesday, September 17, 2014



And I woke to your eyes grazing across me.
Couldn't help but smile.
Being admired by the admirable.
And you touched me.
Fingertips resembling flower petals from the planet Beauty.
Geez ,WOMAN.

And I woke to your precious body exposed bare.
Art married to functionality and desire.
Mine, bare as well, like a mere field in Texas.
But yours...equipped with valleys and hills, curving and peaking.
Flowing deep down into crevasses where souls are kidnapped with just a tiny tremor from your hips.
Damn, WOMAN.

And sometimes I feel like the smartest man in the world.
Because I've learned what most haven't fathomed.
That WOMAN is the closest thing to god we have on this Earth.
No temple, no church, no book can create life...like WOMAN. Only WOMAN.
And to wake up next to a being that you realize and acknowledge as that tangible representation...well...
It's a drug.

And I woke next to you and blushed at your very existence.
Addicted to the moments I feel you next to me and make me believe in this world again.
Ah man, WOMAN.

Tuesday, September 16, 2014


Currently burning through the pages of 'Satchel Paige's America,' by William Price Fox. Meant to be a regular biography, Fox instead spent a few weeks with Satchel as he traveled around the South. What you get is a book where you feel as if Paige and you are at bar and he's telling you about the old days in America. Probably the best baseball pitcher who ever lived...can't forget that.