28.9.09
Grim Reapn'
"I feel like death is fucking calling me", best said by Biggie. I start with that cause currently I feel that way. Accidents that have been happening to me. All I can do is laugh. Nervous tick. I have been wondering what would it be like to die. What is on the other side, you know! Is heaven real? Or, will I wake to another existence...NAH! I wonder, is death calling for my number? Car accidents, body doing crazy shit, getting into confrontations, and so it goes. Damn, I am just blabbing. Sorry, I am going to end it here.
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Works from the Little Green Moleskine
Written during a night out at PS14.
No words can be used
hand signals, and stomps
Can this be what the elders spoke of
Love gone most a rye
Fooled thought of forever
Eyes blaring through a cloud of smoke
Devil's drink arrogates the worlds senses
The end of all that commences
Stomp and flail
You're still gone
My heart...still frail
-jairo
No words can be used
hand signals, and stomps
Can this be what the elders spoke of
Love gone most a rye
Fooled thought of forever
Eyes blaring through a cloud of smoke
Devil's drink arrogates the worlds senses
The end of all that commences
Stomp and flail
You're still gone
My heart...still frail
-jairo
21.9.09
20.9.09
Thought of the Morning
...it's like showing up to work early, you wonder what the hell you are doing here! 8P
19.9.09
Works from the Little Green Moleskine
So, this new headline is going to be works from my different Moleskine. Notably, my little green one! Here is a little something I wrote during the week at a friends house in North Miami Beach, while staring at her ceiling.
Write me a letter, simple, and true.
Mail it to last year, when our love truly bloomed.
Signed "forever till today". Oh, what a day!
You're gone now and I have forgotten how to be with you.
It's okay life goes on anyway.
I'll write myself a letter, addressed to tomorrow.
Hope the next gets it with no delay!
-jairo
Write me a letter, simple, and true.
Mail it to last year, when our love truly bloomed.
Signed "forever till today". Oh, what a day!
You're gone now and I have forgotten how to be with you.
It's okay life goes on anyway.
I'll write myself a letter, addressed to tomorrow.
Hope the next gets it with no delay!
-jairo
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Months Later
I've been going through a roller-coaster of emotion the past couple of months. Not knowing what to expect from myself. I've disappointed and impressed myself...at the same time. Quite odd really. Lets not deter ourselves I have very little time to compress everything to catch you up on, "you" being everyone I imagine actually looks at my want-to-be blog.
Start Act I: I have started picking up voice lessons. I love the release of it. Being closed up for 16 years from singing and now exhaling all that built up dudgeon, exasperation. God, I love it...though my throat does not. It'll get over it.
Act 2: I've been keeping my head in books. Many books. Things I should have read years ago really. Well time flies, and I have found my gun. All and all it has gone pretty productive.
Act 3: Still building my own fashion sense. From the look of it, it's going well! I have more confidence when I am out. I feel better as a person cause I am all cleaned up.
That is all for now...I can definitely expand on all three more, but I just don't have the time right now. We'll see if later on I can right some more. Chao!
PS: I am also learning French!
Start Act I: I have started picking up voice lessons. I love the release of it. Being closed up for 16 years from singing and now exhaling all that built up dudgeon, exasperation. God, I love it...though my throat does not. It'll get over it.
Act 2: I've been keeping my head in books. Many books. Things I should have read years ago really. Well time flies, and I have found my gun. All and all it has gone pretty productive.
Act 3: Still building my own fashion sense. From the look of it, it's going well! I have more confidence when I am out. I feel better as a person cause I am all cleaned up.
That is all for now...I can definitely expand on all three more, but I just don't have the time right now. We'll see if later on I can right some more. Chao!
PS: I am also learning French!
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7.9.09
Song of the Day
I love the montage scene from "Haggard" which has this song playing in the background for it.
HIM - You Are The One
HIM - You Are The One
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Thought of the Late Evening
Only a few minutes till my 26th year on this planet. Wonder what another 26 holds?
25.8.09
Song of the Day
Song of the day today is not only a song but a clip of an episode of "Dead Like Me". It moved something in me...
Metisse - Nomah's Land
Metisse - Nomah's Land
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22.8.09
What the Mind Does to Simple Concepts (Poem)
Quite an old writing of mine. Felt it needed to be put out there:
-jairo
Thought of the Morning
Where does one fly to if your wings have been clipped?
you invent ones to replace them and let the wind take you away!
you invent ones to replace them and let the wind take you away!
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20.8.09
Incontrovertible
Our laughs fade into morrows' embrace
As we vociferate our vows of hate
I stand in an incontestable rate
"Don't leave me in the rain"
Last words derived from a minuet vernacular
She went on morrows'
No more
-jairo
I might add more later...we'll see!
As we vociferate our vows of hate
I stand in an incontestable rate
"Don't leave me in the rain"
Last words derived from a minuet vernacular
She went on morrows'
No more
-jairo
I might add more later...we'll see!
Thought of the Morning
Life seems like a dream sequence...remember the important parts, forget all the smalls things
19.8.09
Thought of the Afternoon
Spent all day sleeping, the night wandering the streets. What is my mind thinking?
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Thought of the Morning
Waking up to the sound of rain tapping against the window is calming to the pensive mind.
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Understanding (Poem)
could it have been a dream
angelic to the touch
i can feel your presence
even though the time adds up
realities rays penetrate
i follow my ebb in destiny
even if you are not with me
i might not have been affable
this point is not my plateau
you made life amazing to live
aesthete to love
learn to be great
i thank you and your grace
as i stare to the above
i believe in a higher being cause you gave me love
because you gave me, love!
-jairo
angelic to the touch
i can feel your presence
even though the time adds up
realities rays penetrate
i follow my ebb in destiny
even if you are not with me
i might not have been affable
this point is not my plateau
you made life amazing to live
aesthete to love
learn to be great
i thank you and your grace
as i stare to the above
i believe in a higher being cause you gave me love
because you gave me, love!
-jairo
Thought of the Morning
You get up and wonder how the next day is going to be, and then wake up wondering what the next
day is going to be!
day is going to be!
9.8.09
Hello! Post #101
So, this is my 101 post on my blog. Not very exciting really. But, it is something. Worked most of the day as usual. I spent it thinking of what I am. You ask what that is? I will give you the answer in a moment. *Insert brief intermission here* I am a loner. Of course I am not being sentimental wanker, just realizing that it has always been that way. I still will be a social person and get better at it. Yet, my true nature is that of one who needs to be left to himself mostly. In a relationship I feel connected to someone, that ends, then it is back to the loner. I am not wallowing just being honest. I go back to my loners meadow and better myself for the next, or the previous. At work I wrote a little something on my arm. Writing just flew from one hand and on to the other arm. Here is what I wrote:
Try to speak
not much is being heard
press upon your lips
fall into love
wait for eternity
leave with insanity
-jairo
Try to speak
not much is being heard
press upon your lips
fall into love
wait for eternity
leave with insanity
-jairo
8.8.09
Dream Capture
In this current dream was a simple motif. It started off with me being driven from what it looked like Midtown, Miami. As the female driver, who I can't seem to remember exactly who it was, was taking me home. We catch a glimpse of a sign on a small corner store. My name was on this set sign and the sign was a list of people from a journal class. I ask to stop in the store and buy some ice cream, cause you know you have to buy ice cream when you see your name for a journal class in front a random corner store in Midtown. I step inside and see the same sigh again with my name on it. I forgot to add that the sign has my name signed by me. I grab an ice cream from this rickety old freezer. Walk over to the counter to get it checked out. I think there was about three people behind the counter. Only one was the cashier, the other two seemed background noise. He rings me up the total is $24.05. Yes, pretty pricey for ice cream, but you know when you need it you just got to have it. I pull out the cash for it, as well mistakenly a $10 bill which I reach out for and put back. As the cashier is checking the bills the $20 turns out to be a fake. He calls some number and gives the operator on the other end the number off the bill. Yes, it is a fake is the verdict. He hangs up and say it does not matter much really. He will take the $20 cause who really checks. Then as I thank him and start walking away, I wake.
I have really been trying to remember my dreams. I want to go back to them, you know? I have had a couple this week but I could not remember them when I awoke.
-jairo
I have really been trying to remember my dreams. I want to go back to them, you know? I have had a couple this week but I could not remember them when I awoke.
-jairo
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Moving (Poem)
The faster we move away
the slower time gets
forgetting all regrets
or putting them aside for another stay
placate your mood
dance with me this one last tune
this is our hearts last parade
lets make out under our tree
one last time, for me?
this is our moving on today
we are leaving each other
forever and a day...
-jairo
the slower time gets
forgetting all regrets
or putting them aside for another stay
placate your mood
dance with me this one last tune
this is our hearts last parade
lets make out under our tree
one last time, for me?
this is our moving on today
we are leaving each other
forever and a day...
-jairo
3.8.09
Camera 1 is Dead
Saturday, Saturday! I spent the night dancing away any troubles that had arisen in me during the day. It was a fun night with great music ranging from Tupac to James Brown. There was even a bit of swing playing during the night. I love when I am lost in the music and dance so much that a space forms for my partner and I. Which happened of course. This night also consisted of a amazing burlesque show. The Theme,"Classic Rock". Man, was that fun!
Sunday was a packed day. I spent most of the morning in Oleta park mountain biking. My butt still hurts today from it. I am definitely adding it to my activities list. I'll see if I can do it two times a month. I swear the trails were endless. I of course did a few Novice trails and even a great deal of Intermediate ones. Just for those out there that look for me to actually have fallen, I have not. But, I did ride into a tiny pit next to a make-shift bridge. No I did not fall just in a pit looking like an asshole...fun!
I also spent the day working on my car. Purchased some new speakers for the car too! They sound real good. Too bad that the work I was doing on the car did nothing for the overheating. I don't know what else it can be. Cars can be such a pain. So many things have already been ruled out. I'll figure it out if it kills me.
Well, that was most my weekend. I hope everyone has a good day.
-jairo
Sunday was a packed day. I spent most of the morning in Oleta park mountain biking. My butt still hurts today from it. I am definitely adding it to my activities list. I'll see if I can do it two times a month. I swear the trails were endless. I of course did a few Novice trails and even a great deal of Intermediate ones. Just for those out there that look for me to actually have fallen, I have not. But, I did ride into a tiny pit next to a make-shift bridge. No I did not fall just in a pit looking like an asshole...fun!
I also spent the day working on my car. Purchased some new speakers for the car too! They sound real good. Too bad that the work I was doing on the car did nothing for the overheating. I don't know what else it can be. Cars can be such a pain. So many things have already been ruled out. I'll figure it out if it kills me.
Well, that was most my weekend. I hope everyone has a good day.
-jairo
2.8.09
A Quick Late Night What's Up!
OMG! What a great night. Hope everyone else is doing well out there in blogger land!
1.8.09
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
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
31.7.09
Thought of the Morning
Wake up knowing the unknown is known to me unknowingly!
Oh, you need to check Ryan Leslie out!
Oh, you need to check Ryan Leslie out!
30.7.09
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
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!
29.7.09
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
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
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
28.7.09
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
-jairo
27.7.09
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
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
26.7.09
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