it once looked

I just returned from an amazing weekend of words, love and laughter. I have been writing and pondering language non-stop. Here's a bit of what the past 48 hours looked like:                                          

contrast of compare. what if i don’t want.

I have a major crush on the 400 and some odd of you that visit my land each day and click through 1000ish pages of my words and rants. Nothing pleases me more than watching Writer after Writer who I know walk away with book deals and various publications and agents approaching them and all of that. And I can't help but wonder - why can't I make myself want that more? I definitely have enough content kicking around to polish and pimp some sort of...

peace.

As we have established, I am a peaceful creature. I actually take unconditional love and selflessness to ineffable peaks that occasionally work against me in the curious world of Earth. Which is probably an odd karmic influence from a previous life or some sort of evolution facet. I essentially go about my day aiming to spread love in whatever direction presents itself. At night I meditate on blessing the planet with focus toward healing...

graveyard train… brunswick alley… history

This is what happens in Brunswick alleyways. Wait wait... let me say that this is the very first time I've posted twice in one day (not because of international time zones). Yo. Good songs get played on repeat until you get bored of them. Great songs you might actually pay to see live. The illest, filthiest, hottest tracks have you ripping off your sweaty clothes, or someone else's if you're lucky. 3:14 - 4:14 (for real...) Although I heard this...

east coast australia. go to this show.

It may sound ironic for me to say this as a Writer, however I truly believe that the best things in life extend beyond language. Music remains one of my greatest inspirations. Brilliant music takes me to a place past words. It sends tones into the pit of my stomach that somehow stir me and make me want to express that feeling that is simply inexplicable. I've lived in Australia for eight years. I've seen a lot of bands. I've heard about...
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