check out this track from Little People, "Moon". This is def one of the vibes that I feel as far as writing and what spurs my thoughts and gets me going reflectively and creates an intact stream of consciousness for me. If anyone out there knows of any other artists or any music with this type of sound I'd love for you to pass on a recommendation to me! Enjoy! P.L.P
"Lovelife"
Individually wrapped, placed in neat little rows
Becoming A piece, of everything that grows
Some numbers, A name, to indicate you played the game
Came empty handed and left the same
A soul is A soul and A shell is A shell
The border in between is full of everything you felt
Some cling to A cross because they're tired and lost
They leave it up to the weather to measure the cost
And everytime I look within I recognize the darkness
Familiar to the image of the artist
Staring at the bathroom mirror in A strangers apartment
Can't remember her name, don't remember how I got here
But here I am, thinking about death again
Humbles out the stress, helps the breath get in
I need to check my friends as well as my next of kin
To let them know I love them all to the end
And when the soul begins to reap, I think she'll know me from the sleep
I keep caught in the corner of my bloodshot eyes
And if she has the nerve, to let me dump a couple last words
I'm gonna turn to the earth and scream "Love your life!"
Love your life, quite cliche but I guess thats me
A ball of pop culture with some arms and feet
As discrete as I've tried to keep the drama and cancer
It's no secret I hunger for someone to feed the answers
I never expected a bowl of cherries
I'm just a virgo trying to find my own version of the virgin mary
And when I let them carry me to a cemetary
I wanna be buried with a pocket full of clarity
[Chorus]
Now, how many times must you prove you're an angel
How many more demons do you have to strangle
How much longer must you remain in this dream
Before I finally figure out if you're insane or a genius
How many times must you prove you're an angel
How many more demons do you have to strangle
How much longer must you remain in this dream
Before I finally figure out if you're insane or a genius
Let no tears to fall from none of y'all
Just remember it all, the beauty as well as the flaws
L-O-V-E L-I-F-E
Here lies Sean, finally free
And as I look across the sea I smile at the sun
While it feeds the weeds the nutrition they need
The people still breathe, the city still bleeds
I'm going to love it to death and keep planting my seeds
I'm going to love it to death and keep an eye on the seeds
I'll be in love till im dead, I keep reaching the seeds
I'll give all I got left just to teach you to read
Love life to the death and keep planting my seeds
And when the soul begins to reap, I think she'll know me from the sleep
I keep caught in the corner of my bloodshot eyes
And if she has the nerve, to let me dump a couple last words
I'm gonna turn to the earth and scream (Love your life)
I think the biggest lesson I've learned in the past 2 years, is just how precious life is, and the utmost importance of making the most of it, making it count, and using your life as a vehicle of change or some sort of positive resonance on the world before you pass.
Going home this weekend we visited Tito Jack in the hospital as he had surgery at Stanford for his cancer at the base of nasal cavity and head. We visited him Friday night, and hung out with the family at the hospital, and it was so reminiscent of the times we spent when Dad was in the hospital fighting.
In these times I see the most amazing resilience and the strength of my family's collective spirit, as they all spend their time in the hospital comforting each other and focusing on the positive and focusing on keeping everyone's spirits as high as possible.
Today, the doctors were supposed to go back and do another surgery on Tito Jack, but they couldn't do anything, as the cancer's spread aggressively to his lymph nodes as well. I just spoke with Mom and she as well kept wanting me to see how precious life was, and how important it is to make the most of it, lesson taken. P.L.P
Who said stoners aren't productive?
WASHINGTON – Actor Kal Penn started a new job Monday as a liaison between the White House and Asian communities.
The Indian-American actor is taking a break from Hollywood to work as an associate director in the Office of Public Liaison, with a focus on connecting President Barack Obama with the Asian-American and Pacific Islander communities, as well as arts groups.
Penn had a recurring role on Fox's TV show "House" and starred in several films including "Harold & Kumar Go to White Castle" and its sequel, "Harold and Kumar Escape from Guantanamo Bay"
Penn, who backed Obama during the campaign, said the new job has nothing to do with his life as an actor.
"I expect to be treated just like any other staff member," he told reporters on a conference call.
He is even applying this quest for a fresh start to his identity, saying he will use his given name, Kalpen Modi, instead of his acting moniker while working for the Obama administration.
Penn described the public liaison office as the "front door to the White House." He said his job would be engaging with constituent communities and making sure they feel that they have a seat at the table.
Asked about the differences between the new job and his work in Hollywood, Penn joked that he now wears a suit.
When pressed about preparing for his first day on the job Monday morning, he said, "I brushed my teeth; I did floss, used mouthwash ... took the bus to work, same thing that everybody does."
via - Yahoo
i was clearing out my old comp here at home for mom to use and I found some old writings that I wrote before i started my blog, really interesting to me now to see my mindset then and to track where i am with it now.
February 6, 2008 1:33 AM
I guess i am a idealistic dreamer, maybe hopeless at that. I see the world as a huge ball of clay, just waiting for someone to be the next to step up and be the one help mold a section into the vision of positivity and change that they might see fit. But what happens when you deep down know you posess those qualities but you feel that you are the one thing that doesnt fit? A lot of second guessing, a lot of discounting your own true feelings, an envy of others that rides the line of admiration and motivation, and the possible incompetence of yourself. But if anything it gives you if you a will a curve on which you work, seeing the heights of which one truly can attain, but also show you the fruits of complacency as you sit in your chair aimlessley surfing the internet filling your time with just enough you tube and facebook in that small block of time to keep you from being productive. Its harmless in the moment, but after thinking about it further, its basically the concept of a penny saved is a penny earned, but of course in this instance it works in the reverse. If i could recall each moment that i felt i had just one quality idea, line, or scene, yet i failed to write it down or record it out of simple ineptness and procrastination, i feel like i might already have enough material for that script that always seems to be a plan, but always fails to materialize.......
if im gonna make a difference, i want it to resound, i want it to crack previous thoughts of ignorance, i want it to make it impossible to feel indifferent on certain issues, I want to stand in front of a congregation and speak from the heart and i wanna know that whatever i say will inspire others and that i could speak with a freedom, of freedom of implied recklessness, but knowing that the heart and soul ive been able galvanize somewhat would never allow me to inspire negativity, or move others to act in a way benefitting self first. I want to pick up a fellow person and know that we stand on the same ground and even in some regard i stand below them hoping to be a passageway to restoring faith in common man and the belief that people are born good, and have the capability to recognize kindness in any circumstance and can make a concerted effort to perpetuate those gracious acts....
Had a dope farewell night for Omaro, after getting booted from the last flight home, so I guess I'm just gonna pull the all nighter, sit and reflect til my flight at 6:45. I wanted to get home tonight since Ate was gonna be in Brazil, and Kuya is heading off for the weekend so I could keep mom company, and get a chance to see Tito Jack(Dad's Bro). He's also been battling cancer and was in surgery for over 14 hours tonight, and unfortunately it has spread, but I know Tito Jack will fight on with that charismatic personality of his and carry on in his jovial manner that'll inspire us all.
It blows my mind when i think about the events occurring around us in our world, from Iran to North Korea, to the deaths of the popular figures in society.
It brought me to contemplation, of is it that time in my life where I'm getting older and that life isn't this postive experience as much as I try to make it for myself, and is actually a difficult experience where suffering is in abundance? In college I definitely saw the world as more black and white as far as a great place filled with opportunity.
I guess as you grow older and you run into your own struggles, and deal with the changes in life that come with passing time, you reach a fork in the road to make a decision about the way you view life, and how you choose to deal with what occurs in it. I think I'm at that point.
While I have grown and I don't see life as much anymore as this black and white portrait, and I don't see it as this constant rising high, I see the peaks, I see the valleys, and I see the gray area. I see the suffering, I see the pain, even more so I feel it myself.
But what also has grown I guess, is the capacity to understand contentment in life. That life and our outlook upon shouldn't be dictated by the highs and lows of constant and ever changing temporary things. I wanna live in that gray area, where the joys and the sorrows, the melancholy and the glorious are all embedded into the experience of life, where loss shows you truly what you have, where gains symbolize just how blessed one is. I'm learning to place stock in the permanent and defining aspects of my life. The work I wish to do, The values I believe in, and my application of those to the world to hopefully leave it better than when i came into it. So I'm facing it, life isn't the 100% pleasant ride, but it is a profound experience that if we continue to accept and learn from every step of the way, can lead us to something much more powerful than exciting moments, and life highs, but to a sense of fulfillment and purpose for our lives. Sorry if it sound like im rambling, but everything going in my life has got me in this constant state of analyzing, and I just needed to decompress it in some sort of way, good night.
Peace.Love.Positivity.
So much swirling around
infinite whizzing.
As wishful conjecture,
overtures in harmony
if bliss lies within the ignorance
calculated progressions
find answers in omnipotence.
elementary steps
one foot in front of another
rhythmic resonance
to a groove filled tempo
discovering inner sanctum
fortified to let go
petty pension to a pence
im building to the crescendo.
