ode to summer.

it's summer in houston.

no job. no summer school. no fun :(

no job e q u a l s no new clothing...no new clothing e q u a l innovation.
the ideas brewing in this noggin of mine.
what an unevenful time we live in.

My Parents Lived Through

→MLK March to Washington

→Vietnam. Gulf. War

→Woodstock

→JKF Assassination

→Invention of Color TV


pretty much everything cool.



i've been fortunate enough to see:

bush screw us all into the ground...to be fair so have my parents.

blessed are those persecuted for the sake of righteousness

for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.

marie rose.
i'm a runaway love child.
my father is a hippie that gets high and listens to jimi hendrix.
my mother is a bohemiem princess.
she was locked away in castle for her forbidden beauty.
her prince--a vilian.
so good and evil runs through my veins.
in an everlasting battle.
my alter ego is everything i lack.

every true princess is locked in her own castle or cast under a sleeping spell.
awaken from your self induced slumbers.
remove the sleep from your eyes.
acknowledge the new light.
the day is not for dreaming but for living.
i refuse to suffer from a narcotizing dysfunction,
lulling myself into passivity.
i won't play the victim.
that part has been cast for the weak.
no longer hiding away in my mental treehouse
[never built]
it's time to wake up.
call roll.
be present.
take responsibility.
no longer a helpless princess.
i'll fight my own dragons.



f.o.l.l.o.w. my lead & take your own path.