Dream Capture

I don't remember too much of my dream. I can tell you one thing it was pretty long. I was in sometime of place that looks like it hold Sweet Sixteen's. People in the dream were raving about this psychologist. He was a fairly tall, black man who was a bit portly. He spoke so eloquently, but can relate to anyone from any background. He did little experiments around the place with different people to show how our reactions can be "figured out." I did one of course. It blew my mind in the dream. I spent many a hour in dream world having these in depth conversations about myself. The dream ends. I wake to music from Broken Social Scene.

I take from this that I was talking with myself. Of course the people in your dreams are not real. Or so we say!? I was making sense of things that I plan on doing in my future, and to cope with certain things in the present. Very refreshing. Very!

-jairo

Thought of the Morning

Boozes, Friends, Laughter, Cigarettes, New Friends, and Fond Farewells!

Thought of the Morning

Wake up knowing the unknown is known to me unknowingly!

Oh, you need to check Ryan Leslie out!

Convo's

[22:09:04] finding my road within the fork says:
when you went
[22:09:57] Terry says:
i blame canada
[22:10:19] finding my road within the fork says:
i do too
[22:10:23] finding my road within the fork says:
but yea apply to both
[22:10:25] finding my road within the fork says:
no worries
[22:12:09] Terry says:
i will apply to your face
[22:12:11] Terry says:
!
[22:14:25] finding my road within the fork says:
no you will not
[22:14:34] finding my road within the fork says:
cause i don't accept black people
[22:14:44] Terry says:
lmao poor bird
[22:14:47] finding my road within the fork says:
especially ones who remind me of black keys on a piano
[22:14:47] Terry says:
you punchedededed it
[22:14:52] finding my road within the fork says:
lol
[22:15:12] finding my road within the fork says:
he deserved it pretentious ostentatious biatch!!!
[22:15:35] finding my road within the fork says:
JAIRO FTW!!!!!!
[22:15:53] finding my road within the fork says:
mind you i was talking about the bird
[22:16:20] Terry says:
lol
[22:16:34] Terry says:
you just called him the most FOULEST INTELLECTUAL SHIT

[22:17:22] finding my road within the fork says:
indeed
[22:23:05] Terry joins conversation
[22:23:11] Terry says:
i get so lost on flickr
[22:23:16] finding my road within the fork says:
why?
[22:23:18] Terry says:
i go from one pic to another then another
[22:23:27] Terry says:
and i'm searching for random shit in the end lol
[22:23:37] finding my road within the fork says:
then you wake up in your underwear in walmart?
[22:23:46] Terry says:
yus
[22:23:50] finding my road within the fork says:
damn
[22:23:52] Terry says:
in fact i'm there now
[22:23:54] finding my road within the fork says:
at least i am not alone
[22:23:57] Terry says:
on the toilet
[22:24:00] finding my road within the fork says:
holy shit
[22:24:09] Terry says:
flickr = teleporter
[22:24:10] finding my road within the fork says:
i am normally in the women's section by the bras
[22:24:14] finding my road within the fork says:
i don't know why????
[22:24:27] Terry says:
it's god telling you that he's going to gift you with boobies
[22:24:35] finding my road within the fork says:
we have found the rip in the time continuum
[22:24:44] finding my road within the fork says:
i hope so
[22:25:02] finding my road within the fork says:
i'll feel up on myself everyday...you know just to make sure i don't have breast cancer!!!!111!1!
[22:25:07] Terry says:
I've seen this black man before http://www.flickr.com/photos/inflekt/3762002707/
[22:25:10] Terry says:
I KICKED HIM IN THE FACE
[22:25:34] finding my road within the fork says:
i picked his wallet!!!!
[22:25:46] Terry says:
what'd you find?!@?!!
[22:27:28] Terry says:
i love this picture lol http://www.flickr.com/photos/inflekt/3400553962/in/set-72157621471477217/
[22:27:29] finding my road within the fork says:
i found two lent balls and a free drink at startbuck's after 2 o'clock yesterday!!!
[22:27:44] finding my road within the fork says:
oh janell
[22:27:53] finding my road within the fork says:
you look like you are on riddlen and hatred!
[22:28:19] finding my road within the fork says:
whoops i meant riddlin
[22:28:39] finding my road within the fork says:
wait ritalin!
[22:28:43] Terry says:
lol
[22:28:46] finding my road within the fork says:
HA VIKTOREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
[22:30:30] finding my road within the fork says:
i think we need to bust some raps right now
[22:30:39] finding my road within the fork says:
i'll start it out with the first line
[22:30:44] finding my road within the fork says:
i'm hungry as hell/
[22:30:56] Terry says:
so i drove to taco bell
[22:31:15] finding my road within the fork says:
yo now that's delicious
[22:31:26] Terry says:
they've got the mad dishes
[22:31:51] finding my road within the fork says:
oh shit oh shit this nigga has the mad shits!
[22:32:53] Terry says:
remedy with the pepto
[22:34:51] finding my road within the fork says:
yo that shit is petrol
[22:35:13] Terry says:
nigga's gonna need a colonoscopy
[22:35:46] finding my road within the fork says:
or one bad ass biopsy
[22:36:08] Terry says:
lol i cant think XD
[22:36:26] finding my road within the fork says:
but what, we can drink!
[22:38:29] Terry says:
lol no srsly haha
[22:39:02] finding my road within the fork says:
f' that we stand together like evil villans bwahahahahaha!
[22:39:22] finding my road within the fork says:
(lol)
[22:39:57] Terry says:
lol wtf XD
[22:40:30] finding my road within the fork says:
we are the 1337 rap stars
[22:40:41] finding my road within the fork says:
eat your heart out soujah boy...or however you spell it

I Just Don't Know (Poem)

I walk around my mind world. Black and white technicolor, if that makes sense. I walk to canvas hung taught across imaginary string. Old home movies play, but they are not home movies but memories. A smiling face here. Tears there. Hardship everywhere. What does the future hold is the next thought. I'll wait an see till the next one. Let love find me again...let love find me again

Thought of the Morning

No dreams this night...not much sleep either! Also, I am going to skip my hour prose this morning!

Thought of the Morning

One karate chop or two?

Dream Capture

Dream sequence begin. Sleep to myself in a school setting, but it's empty. I am with some kind of swat team. We are planning to rescue a few people from what seems to be a secret room under the school. We use a special machine that shoots a radar and pin points all the people at the location of the bomb on a screen. We rush in with no force. As we keep pushing on we find the bomb and the suspect. Strangely enough we do not arrest him but walk around this strange cave setting and speak to the people he had hostage. I leave after a few minutes of this.

I end up a few years younger in my neighborhood. Things have changed. Reminds me a bit of Staten Island, but in Miami. Everything is on a small hill. All the parks I know are being worked on to look better, more inviting. I have mother chauffeuring me around. We park at one park which looks like the backside of an old Staten Island church we used to go to. Someone step in front of the car, he seems familiar...don't remember who though. We start talking to each other and I end up changing my shirt.

I am heading down what I feel is US1. I have a plan to meet people down in Homestead, but the place we are suppose to meet is closed for the moment. I drive north all the way till Brickell. Why, I don't know? I make it park the car and start walking down the street. Street vendors all over selling Dolphin (the football team) paraphernalia to people. Especially, trying real hard for me to purchase. I decline each one. Take a detour of the sidewalk. I look at my phone, missed call. Call the person back...and I awake.

Pretty trippy. Nothing to crazy. I want to see where this goes with my dreams. See what else comes to fruition. Hope you readers out there enjoy this. I am becoming my own project. Testing, observing, and analyzing myself. A bit weird. But, very fun! I am off to the thought of the morning.

-jairo

Finisehd Never

So, today I have finally finished a short story/short film I've been working on for the last two years or so...maybe less. It's called Darker Days for Brighter Nights. It's about a love gone a rye. The thoughts of both parties during a period of time, and the world bringing them back just to see what happens. I am not good at explaining things well but that is the basis of my story. In other news my art works still sucks. Heeheehee! It never was really great to begin with but what the hell.

I am going to write about a dream I just had about five minutes ago. I had fallen asleep 30 minutes before this.

Wake up in some space age type museum where I have control of the place. People are stuck in different parts of the interstellar ship. Of course they are all shipped like domes, but some are open. I head to one suck place where it looks like a ring of bubble doors. Two points on it are actually enclosed. In the bubbles are animals you would see here on Earth. After noticing someone who annoyed me in the dream in one of the closed circles in the bubble place. I let all the animals free to run around this area. After which I think it was a lion, I don't really remember to well. Well they told me to open the rest of the ship up. I did! animals were running all over the place. People were not on lock down anymore. As I stepped out of one of the doors and locked it behind me I felt free...then I woke up to drool!

Maybe all this was from me listening to the Giant Sand while passed out. But hey whatever. I am going to try another approach to my writing, this will consist of me writing about any dreams I have. Hopefully this will encourage my mind to dream some more and me to explain things more in detail and with better emotion. All for the sake of writing. I'm off folks. Good Nite!

-jairo

Goreific (Poem Macabre)

Feel something evil inside. A pulse. No. Open your eyes. The hunger will consume. Trigger disposition of the delirium cut from the soul. Hunger. Hair swinging across its face. Eyes nowhere to be seen. Lost in the dark abyss of the skull. Melodic melody of torture, bones, and sinew. Howl at the now empty room. Blood splattered walls. The trigger has been released. The animal revealed. You were the trigger.

-jairo

Thought of the Morning

To be there with no inhibition is a false statement in of its own!

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-jairo

To Each Is Own Salad

I am planning on moving to France within a year, maybe more, maybe less. I am looking at going to American University in Paris to finish my studies. Since I will be in Miami Dade for the next year I will be CLEPT'ing crazy amount of classes to get them out of the way with only one test. So, instead of four years I might be able to get by with only two, which I can transfer credits to AUP and be in France! For now it's a side plan.

Lately I have been opening up parts of myself I had not seen in years. Voice lessons is a big step for me. I have been cowering away from music since 5th grade. After, an incident in chorus class, I had never wanted to sing again. My teacher is amazing, and as well a good friend. She says my voice has massive potential, no she wasn't giving the "friend" bit either. It was honest. I am very proud of myself.

Art has slowly been seeping its way back through my fingers. The ability to create with my hands is a bit thrilling. Nothing big yet of course, but the little things are just as big to me. So many ideas are flying around now that my mind is dancing in future projects.

To write or not to write. My writing has been getting a little boost as well. Again, not as much as I would like but yet a start to unlocking those things in my mind that have been couped away for years. One thing that I am doing is using my Flip Mino HD and recording myself when I have something, so as to not forget it. It is working out.

Well that is all for now. Hope to hear from those tiny few who actually read my blog.

-jairo

Thought of the Morning

Things happen in life that you have no control over.

Thought of the Morning

I wish peace could be obtained in our ghettos...