Tuesday, June 29, 2010

art as an expression

I sometimes find myself lost
wondering where to turn
who to trust
what it is that I truly love

Sometimes I miss myself

And sometimes I just long to be alone
To create
to nurture my passion for writing

because art can express so much more
we have to be a movement of expression
we have to create a niche and market within the art community

I sometimes feel that this movement shuns
the passionate artist
so focused on logic and debate
on arrests and video

rather than those that create abstract lessons
or use words that can capture someones heart and mind

lets build a community of artists
lets use creativity to express our reason and love

Necessity of Substance

The waves crashed upon my soul the other night.
relieving me from my inner furnace.
All that boils this heart of mine.

Sometimes we get carried away when we think we should be having our fun
When we reject that which binds us- finding complete freedom

Will we ever learn?

That it isnt just our logic that dictates our freedom?
That no matter how many times you read Rothbard, Hayek, or Rand
that who you truly are cant be find within their pages
It rests in your existence.

It exudes from you
it perspires
in such a delicate way, that the beauty of your heart intermingled with you actions and how you treat others creates you

Lets stand for more than script in black and white
Lets withstand constraining ourselves to text and tradition

Lets break free of the realm of debate and cliche

Lets Exude our essences.
Lets inspire others through example
Lets love unconditionally and be open to claiming when we are wrong
Lets own our failure
and learn from it.

Lets create Charity
and give back
lets change the way we live
and the way we impact this world.

Join Me.

Thursday, June 17, 2010

We are never alone

I breathe a sigh of relief
Its over
and I am free

Free from the chains of previous lives
From the questioning of myself
From not being enough
From not fulfilling the role asked of me

For I don't even fit the role I set for myself at the beginning

But the beautiful thing about life is that
there is no role

And I see that now

I am a phoenix rising from what others expect me to be
And I won't except anything less than love
Intrinsic- Pure love

I Love this movement
And I keep breathing
No matter what- my lungs are full

And that white diamond above me pours in all the love I need for myself
The red swirling is cleansing me
And I don't expect anyone to complete me.


Noone can complete you but yourself.
I start back alone on this journey
But I know others are with me.
And there are moments where my breath is taken away.

Where a silent car ride answers every question I have
and that northern California breeze sings me to sleep
And awakens thinking of me as well

I long to hear its song drift me to sleep
And I know in those momenst that I am all I need.
All that I desire is before me

And it is all perception

I have a theory to publish
Nothing can stop us from our destiny

And though I may plump up
Though I may commit altruisim for those I love most

I will never be alone.
We are never alone

:)