Tomorrow.

comes Today.
Happy Halloween Weekend.
No plans, too unimportant...lol

Journal Entry.

10/26/11 1 a.m.

"To explore what it would mean to live fully, sensually alive and passionately on purpose, I have to drop my preconceived ideas of who and what I am."

Hi invisible audience. Thanks for staying tuned.


how do you interpret the world?
vibe with the music tho..and check out the tumbleezy. link to yo' right.

handselecta.

flip the script.

Honest.

It's like, are things worth it
Ideally from the media, but need the personal purpose
I gain descriptive emotions when marchin', music with me only
I want to be what's in me, but I'd rather have someone with me tell me
at the top it's lonely and it's really catching up
I'm not unhappy, but the nostalgia is stacking up
in the inside realm, outside world walkin'
exploration with no destination, only faith hears me talkin'
clockin' in when I feel some confidence has plummit
summit the higher world, shooting stars like I gun it
like a self titled cynic, stayed stuck questioning
purpose is somewhere, tryna capture it but posed no where
observations keepin' everything in plain view
the comfort of old feelings, good, bad or is it brand new?
negativity keeps shoutin' fuck life, I got soul
record spinning' world off playin, jazzy hiphop souls
quick thinkin' slow perception with vivid images,
noise nuisance, convos catapulting, arguments and finishin'
atmospheric feely, chilly chillin' on doses of medications
natural kind, no clonin', feelin' ambiance precipitation
feel me like meditation and spirits, we lift like research group
excellin' exhalin, writer rider, with a stay relevant loop
I need someone, not anyone, to tell me where's everyone
In this world with a million faces, but i only need one
to make me sure, rest assure, that loneliness is temporary
because I'm sick of feeling art like it's just too much therapy
everyday the sun shines so I'm alive, bottom line
but wishing hoping and dreaming run on the same line
if you ask me, my soul is rather healthy,
wealthy 'cause I know when people say tell me
the questions that their own feelings may damage
like I know what to tell 'em but I'm just leveled headed
But I get so used to knowing what's gonna happen, I don't even bother
like breaking my own heart, like I don't need a lover
sometimes i don't know what to say, feel or do
the idea of fate, faith, and destiny, can't trust is true
whatever really happens, really happens, and that's it
whoever really wants something gets it, stays legit
If I said it then I meant it, it's not meant to change
the only thing though, is the variance of range
ultimately, unsatisfied and undone like looking for art
you can add a touch of happiness, in itself turning heArts
I love writing, but it's thoughts that make me write
At times I don't appreciate that though, above the clouds overnight...




btw, can't wait for the actual winter season. I love the cold :)

Sentimentally Madd.

SoulChef ft. Need Not Worry


a track that is very.. well.. written.