The first commandment for every good explorer is: An expedition has two points;...– Ernesto Che Guevara
As an artist, that’s my role; to go places, witness, see for myself.– Michael Franti
I reserve the right To wrestle with my Cranberry and Vodka On a 6 hour flight To nowhere In fact, I seldom use air As a method of transportation. Not for fear or Lack of elation. It’s just arrogant Remember Icarus and how he soared above us all? Well, I don’t mind feeling So small. It’s a mechanism I use When facing skepticism; Shrinking to...
Got me counting my dimes so on the bus, I can ride. I’m even doubting the...– Willis Earl Beal
The Only reason Adam ate an apple, Is because he really loved the act of receiving an apple from Eve. He loved her and admired her. The only reason Eve gave Adam an apple is because she loved him. She sacrificed herself for him. There was no sin committed it was an act of love. -Fadi
Cuba creates four anti-cancer vaccines, media... →
amodernmanifesto: That Cuba has already developed four vaccines or inoculations against different types of cancer is without doubt important news for humanity. The World Health Organisation says each year about 8 million people die from this illness. However, the international mainstream media have almost totally ignored this news. Last year, Cuba patented the first therapeutic vaccine against...
Just About a Minute Ago
I’ve imagined your smile A thousand times This Is my heartbeat Sometimes It stops. Consider me a moment, Consider me in the morning. I’ve scribed All things fleeting In permanent marker; This is how my daydreams work Give all to paper Nothing belongs But you Are here, And so Am I
The House Where We Grew Up
We dreamed of Sand castle catacombs In rolling hills as green as The paper, We’ve put all our hope into The unnatural. There are spirits in this valley, We used to play on the tire swing, Soft faced saviours running barefoot through the infinite yonder. To exist is not to live And then, We were alive. Chasing fireflies and finger painting and playing on...
City of Angels II
for Sarah Mountain top angel Sorry for slouching I know how improper etiquette Sends you into a frenzy. Don’t forget to wipe your nose Before dinner. Your weathered face Reminds me of the daydream I had years ago. The bend of the highways, Infinite and Closer to god Than I ever wanted to be. See, I still believed then. Two weeks in, The soft winds greet me...
Life’s a bitch And then you die That’s why we get high Real shit The tree burns infinite I’m just here I swear Til this day, This very moment, I still don’t know how It happened On the same block Marvin Gaye was assassinated Real shit. The sun god giveth Yet, Chicago still Holds my heart heavy Real shit. Let Go There is beauty...
In a Heartbeat
(Painting credit goes to the artist whose name I never got while in a bar in San Antonio during a layover) When you refused to travel To see me My last night in town And I Didn’t even put up a fight, That was the very moment I knew We Would have to Go through Life Without eachother
anerrorhasoccurred asked: hey! are u from London? Coz I will go on March and I haven't got idea where can I go for partying or shopping! D: Thanx! hahaha xx
15-Year-Old African Kid Tells Madonna To Go ‘Have... →
rifa: almightykushlord: Dakarai Molokomme, a 15-year-old starving child from a small village in Zimbabwe, has just told Madonna, one of the most famous pop stars in the world, to go and f*** herself, the local media are reporting exclusively. “Yes, it’s true, I told Madonna to go f*** herself. Do you want to know why?” Dakarai asked. “It’s the same thing every time with these snobby rich...
I am not here to feel comfortable I’m here to save the world However, There is a distinct difference Between feeling alone And Actually being a foreigner I am alien to them Alas, I am the maniac
I’ve decided to go down to the shore Write down stuff, Empty myself Of the heartache And of the pain that comes along with breathing, Take in the mountains Become one with the ocean, The birds and the stars Get accustomed to the sand in my shoes And a new set of problems that Vary by region I miss you, I’m going back home to the west coast. I wish you...
Hey guys, I made finally made it to L.A
At I’m Venace Beach now. You know you’re in L.A when you pay damn near 10 bucks for Mexican bread and some Coconut juice. It’s beautiful here man. A few obstacles already but I was in the city for no more than four hours before I got smoked out. City of Angels man.
Nothing prolific to say here-Goodbye Chicago
I’m kind of hungover so my words kind of suck. I’ll say something awesome next time. Pinky promise. Anyways, time to leave for real this time. Chicago, it’s been grand. California, let me learn from you. Let me love. Let me be fearless. I look forward to talking to each and every one of you all that support me and my dreams. Look forward to letter writing and a magazine(in...
I have my whole life packed inside this book bag
California, in three days, my train will arrive to a city in which they tell me has angels. Looking forward to it. One love
hear me now
je-suiselle: .i write in which i cannot speak - my heart beat a series of words that goes unheard .
Maybe we don’t die together. For the life of me, I can not recall what inspired these Kamikaze hearts. We become our deepest fears Sleepless; Beers and other crutches to get us through the evening. She passed the bar But lost my heart somewhere underneath the paperwork, I am still here. In my last days, She is nowhere to be found And I am restless Wrestling...
when we were kids the only thing that got us through most days was music. its...– Fall Out Boy
Someone Other than Myself
A fear of structure I toss in my sleep Dreaming of the fairytale love affairs I lust the fresh air But I am sure to find smog. City of angels, Sweet mother of god, Be kind to a stranger I am just passing through this Human experience
peterpan-compl3x: WHERE IS YOUR BOY TONIGHT? OFF HIATUS THAT’S FOR DAMN SURE FOB is back!!!!!!!!!! We’re the lifers here til the bitter end!
I'm going to California in 8 days and
I’m starting a stamp collection. I will write you if you can spare some stamps :) I have no phone. Just a tent, duffle bag and a Nikon. Oh, and a backpack full of dreams. I’m an activist, Good Samaritan, actor, writer, and rescue dog adoption route enthusiast. See you along the way! Carpe diem -Christopher
The man with bread Often frowns at the sight Of the man without.
During the Atlantic slave trade, Europeans would give disputing African countries guns and reap the benefits(prisoners of war who were sold into slavery). Today “they” give us guns, alcohol and drugs and in return, we fill their prisons(profitable institution) and we offer cheap labor for their billion dollar corporations. How much has changed?
An Interesting Affair
So we get to the bottom of the bottle and there are little messages swirling, like capsized sailors, reading “will you remember me in the morning?” And she says “Ashes to ashes. What we’ve done is in the past.” Nothing lasts Except the infinite now I am time traveling Through the cosmos again Looking for the bird I’ve become Broken wing, rainy day and on the pretty girl...