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Is Jesus An Interesting Subject?

Here is the dilemma... I find him one of the most interesting people in the world... But I don'tknow how people will react because obviously, everyone has something to say about him... so here's the deal... I'm non sectarian, don't go to church and I'm a skeptic... trouble is, Jesus existed and in History... so finding out about him, the real him should make for an interesting journey....

Just Another Love Letter

"The greatest thing you'll ever learn, is just to love... and be loved in return".

on love and mortality

we are but mortals,
with broken past
and just no clear tomorrow...

yet we are brought here
put together
little time to borrow.

here and now, that is all
no past to see,
and not a day after...

our spirits sought us
their "finites", to
immortalize each other.

when the gods, they take
our lives they lent
I worry not, you see,

for your soul will rise
again to find
a waiting soul in me.

random

there is beauty in formless,

random and

sometimes empty shapes



but shouldn't be called

shapes,

as they're without form



shapes, the random

some,

are forms on their own



but random,

shapeless;

are forms still



in her mind

shapes are

random forms...

Epistle To A Friend

To 1 of the 3 I consider the wisest: i love you, and please don't get scared as i'm just having a very psychotic moment right now, and to my experience, should pass and be over in a few hours...

My friend, on a scale of 1 to 10, how happy are you? just bloody curious... on a scale of 1-10 of how suicidal i am, i'd say 11!
just wonderin' how i should do it... should be effective, and as much as possible, painless... so happy man, any suggestions? oh and by the way there are 3 people i've emailed about my grand scheme, so don't freak out, if it's meant to happen, it will...
if i do succeed, i want you to know that i'm glad i met you... so now's the time to be generous with your hehehes and hahahas... i want someone happy enough to make this psychotic episode, and hopefully, death, lighter, and to rub some of the happiness to my sinister plans...
if i wake up alive, then it's not my time yet, but i will keep trying... it's actually a choice between overdose, or jumping off a high rise building... overdoes is for famous people, i'm not... so i think i'll reconsider... jumping, now that's more like it.... seems more romantic, and it's a classic scene, don't you think?
if i had a gun, it'll be my first choice... brave people do it, problem is, i'm a fucking coward... guns, i'm afraid of them... my uncles are all in military, we once owned a gun, i fucking prayed that tonton would get rid of it... it frightens me... there's an element of control and power to the person holding it, the power to be merciful, or the power to kill... what's in between shouldn't matter... i would want to shoot myself, because, for once in my life, or should i say, death, i will be in full control...
so my friend, i ask you the same question... how happy are you? it freaks the hell out of me, but your happiness is beautiful to me... freaky weird, but beautiful all the same... you're so fucking happy, and sometimes too full of yourself... and the bigger mystery is it's consistency... how does one do that? i'm curious, seriously.... never mind the reasons, i'm just interested with the process... what am i missing? my eternal goal is to be happy, believe it or not... if i couldn't find this one thing that should fulfill my soul, like true and constant happiness while i'm alive, maybe in death, i will...
what is this happiness that consumes you too much, that you ignore bad elements like me?
and i'm going in circles... i love you, i love my family, but i soooo want to die... the end.

To The Carnies - Intro

Good morning! just woke, Amadeus in my mind...

Everyone's a critic, I am a big one. I will say this, not without love and respect... I may be a beyotch, but I'm no liar... you may also criticize me, I'll respect it....

Amadeus still...I opened my eyes and started playing my resources of my true love, Amadeus.... And then the devil spoke, that I should fucking write this, hung up with my little blog and article project...

First, again with love and respect: To the up and coming, and the down but rising, have you all lost your marbles? I'll explain... most basic, is the melody... you've forgotten about Mozart, Bach, Chopin and Beethoven... You've forgotten about the Beatles and the Doors, Simon and Garfunkel... you've forgotten the violin and then the fiddle...

You write, but you don't imagine... where are the notes? Where is the anticipation? You've all become predictable...

You've forgotten about Van Gogh, Monet and Gauguin... Where is the art, and the beauty? Where is the inspiration? Not only did you forget about the melody, you entirely trashed music... You turned your rendition into a fiasco, hoping to make yourselves celebrities... maybe you are, but not in music...

You've forgotten about the greats, ASIN and Juan dela Cruz, who made music first... People turned them into celebrities, but first and foremost, they were musicians, and made good music...

You openly succumbed to mediocrity... you are not mediocre, you have talent... you loved music, and once, music loved you... but then you joined the carnival and turned yourself into a freak... insensitive of the true lovers, and focused of the fillers...

Karl, one of the people I admire, repeated; Brilliant in Basics! There is brilliance in Basics. go back to the basic, and do art, for heaven's or for hell's sake. Stop the wowowee craziness, and go back to making music!!!

The young ones... all eager to strike awe... go back to the basics... stop jumping from rock to rock... you may as well jump off a cliff... go back and return to when you first discovered you love music... GET OFF THE CIRCUS!!! nobody remembers the carnies' names...

I am a sad person, but you make me sadder... sad that musicians today don't make music like they used to... sad that I had to listen to them... sad that people like it that way... I miss the music, please give us a reason to turn on the radio, clamor for your whereabouts and look for your links...

you want fans, instead of making good music, you spread your faces all over like dirty ol' politicians campaigning their ugly rotten faces... Stop campaigning, and get to working! working your ass off because you, like any artist, should never be satisfied and content with mediocrity!!!

Lastly, live, love and inspire... get back, as Paul said... study the basics, again, criticize your work, perfect your art... then let people admire you on their own free will, and for God's sake, stop the fiasco that you think will lead you to the pedestal, where nobody wants to join you... LIVE, LOVE AND INSPIRE!!!

The Inevitable

And we too shall grow old
Our thoughts they'll see, shall falter then.
And we too, shall be weak
We'd wish we're strong like way back when.

And we too shall forget
We'd cry when our memory fails.
And we'll be so upset,
When kids ignore our painful wails.

And we too shall grow old
Our stories will be told
And we too shall grow old...

But we too, shall be wise
Our proverbs shall move them all
And we too, shall be heard
Our comfort, shall the children.

And we too, shall be known
Our names be uttered like a prayer.
And we will be like heroes,
When they talk about the way we were.

And we too shall grow old
Our stories will be told
And we too shall grow old...