Tense– present funk / James Brown esque
Into-lipstick woman with a shotgun of music contrast of religious girl, evil milk cured by sun of warmth turns religious
Techno -sly trumpet
Community oriented spinning in circles, his cure was climax of women with staircase music up somewhere.
So I was driving through the snow and I couldnt help but realize the beauty of the relfection of light off the pearl white that touched my eyes in every glance and way… as i sat in the car barefoot absorbing the bare highway road of the neighborhood next to wooded trees i was struck by the thought of a future conversation of past with my dad where he was perplexed at the oddity of wearing barefeetg as opposed to shows to go out into the world granted it was to a friends house less than 2 miles away all of 10 seconds spent out in the snow at a dog like gallop intot he warm house of a loving second family of first.
The still that surrounded the hills and curves up the winding road was a beautiful light of errosiion of thought.
oh what’s in a name but a name,
no words exchanged,
come & go all I know,
in this life,
many miles away,
but I’m here today
& I’ll find a way
hold hold on
sun goes down,
riding down marshes gonna see the world fall,
many keep on wishin’ the world keeps dishin’
but then it hits me,
somebody save this town.
what are names really but a mirage of placeholder placed ont eh individual to assume reality.
i’m not sure what is to come but i will try my best to just let it flow and come from this statement and the first thing that comes to my mind is getting a job space with music and the idea of pyschis and bringing people together
ok so today i want to talk about god and faith and my mom and religion and mother nature and the interconnectiveness between all of them and the connectivity between all of them is there is no connection because its all inside.
People talk all the time about paths– are you on the right path? what is your plan? have you considered this….
up until this point i have always been extremely plan and goal oriented… with soccer it was i will be first team all state, i will be a regional all american, i will score 15 goals and have 15 assists…and i will do whatever it takes to accomplish these things and all else will fall into place…which led to me achieving most of those aside from the all american status in high school and a run off effect of happiness from inconsequential events and maybe also people being touched along the way from that work ethic but is that how all life is supposed to be lived? rigid compartmental goals from one stage of the life to the next?
many of my professors at richmond’s business school and guest lecturers from stanford and even many entrepeneurs i have met in silicon valley and other parts over the years would argue yes, it is the only way to live and keeps you mind sharp and in a ‘dog eat dog’ world you always have be one step ahead in drive and hunger at the least…
but what of those that don’t think in terms of wins and losses but merely float from one activity to the next, or worse (in my eyes) don’t think of life as a series of activities but one giant hodgepodge of nihilistic situations without a flow or congruency but merely ‘there’…this is i think how existentialism was born in the idea that ‘what exists’ oohh who cares type attidude..but having that attidude is thus a belief and a belief creates the power of action…
so how do you decide what the best action you can take is that will ultimately lead you to a happy life? happinesness in terms of whatever it means to you…earning a substantial living, having a meaningful relationship with a man or woman…having many relationships with men & women (if you know what i mean), leaving behind a legacy that others drop their jaws at in envy of wanting to achieve, being remembered behind the closed doors of a room for a mission you completed to the highest standard of exellency…the list can go on and on and on..but to me reoccuring themese embody money, fame, recognition, family and friends…so how does one possibly ‘maximize’ those things in a lifetime…?