i've been going to hella pcn's lately and it's only been reinforcing my want to write one for my school. i got to help out writing the script for barrio this year, but i hella wanted more. next year, if we can, me and midel are gonna rock shit. believe that.
blogging
okay i think i need to take my time with this. blog a little by little everyday. get me back into top form.
11:19 AM
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Thursday, April 14, 2005
why do i write?
because i must.
documenting dry, hot, sticky, summers uncovering past lovers between lines that contradict one another because writing these words serve as breaths of fresh air for my concealed inner being who's voice has been lost but who's mouth is still feening to tell stories and tales to keep me believing
my pen is my sword and i slit my soul to bleed truth
2:38 AM
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Wednesday, April 13, 2005
I like how if you don't type anything, then publish, it looks like the post below. That's hella "deep" to me.
2:48 AM
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2:47 AM
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I think I better keep writing in this because I think it's the only way some folks keep tabs on me.
"The soul's beauty is harder to see than the beauty of the body." Aristotle
I guess upon first glance, the proper response should be "DUH!" I mean, you can't see other people's soul. And I wonder if that's a problem. People are selfish and don't wanna share their self with others. They don't want to share their soul with others. And because that soul
Maybe I should stop writing, cause I'm writing a bunch of shit that doesn't make sense.
2:28 AM
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Saturday, April 02, 2005
wake up calls
lately, while myspacing out, i'm finding myself peeping pages of ppl i haven't talked to in awhile. i look at what they're up to now and i kinda take a step back to reflect where i'm at and how they've influenced me.
thank god for all them beautiful folks.
5:45 PM
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one day it'll all make sense jonathan
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