joined on 04/17/06
last updated 09/24/09
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about me
I love music and people more than anything else. As long as I have those 2 main principles in my life, I know I'll survive. I enjoy drumming in bands (rock, jam, punk, jazz) and in circles (tribal beats), and also playing guitar and bass. I can't seem to stop writing songs or passing out hugs and smiles. In a dark world, we must be the light. In a universe without rhythm, we must bring the beat!!
Party for Billy(Hanzi)!!
( events » community ) Hooray hooray! Billy's not going to jail, so we're havin a getdown in Hanover PA at a friend's place. Come out and join the celebration of my brother's freedom and the human race. It's gonna be a good time but we do need a little help from our fri...
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MOVE!!!
(blog entry)
Poem from a year or two ago...
Joints movin, limbs flailing,
Feet jumpin, heart thumpin,
Blood pumpin, just gimme some'n,
A beat, a lead, a rythym that moves
My feet, retreat to my mind,
And see whats there.
Music.
Fills my head, Saturat...
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All moments are temporary. Life is just a constant timeline of instantaneous events.
(blog entry)
12/18/08
My friends are in a storm of turmoil. It seems as though our house is breaking up and the good times have moved on to someone else. Our rag-tag jerry-rigged rack n shackle stronghold is crumbling. Will I be the only one standing in a p...
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It's so nice when things fit. Like the universe is balanced for one glorious instant....
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12/17/08
What is it to need? Is a need just a want that comes from deep within your sould and not from the surface of your shallow brain? It would appear so. So much more value is placed on a need rather than a want. Needs, just like true feeli...
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Winter Solstice
(blog entry)
I went to see Alex and Allyson Grey do live paintings down in Bmore tonight. Truly was a great time celebrating solstice, though I missed my Philly heads. But as the Universe slowly grows inward, I met some awesome new Philly heads who I had a gre...
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Poem from a year or two ago...
Joints movin, limbs flailing,
Feet jumpin, heart thumpin,
Blood pumpin, just gimme some'n,
A beat, a lead, a rythym that moves
My feet, retreat to my mind,
And see whats there.
Music.
Fills my head, Saturates my
Soul. The beat rips through
My train of thought, but also
Fuels it. Body keeps moving.
Seperated and completely in sync
With my mind. I can't quiet
My feet til you stop the
Beat!
Tue, December 23, 2008 - 4:09 PM
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12/18/08
My friends are in a storm of turmoil. It seems as though our house is breaking up and the good times have moved on to someone else. Our rag-tag jerry-rigged rack n shackle stronghold is crumbling. Will I be the only one standing in a puddle of rubble as the dust clears, remembering what once was? Where is home? I wish I could help my family out but I don't want to stick my head into a warzone where I don't belong. I suppose I can just stand as a rock to be stood upon when their le...
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12/17/08
What is it to need? Is a need just a want that comes from deep within your sould and not from the surface of your shallow brain? It would appear so. So much more value is placed on a need rather than a want. Needs, just like true feelings, are genuine and real. But can your wants transfer to needs without any notification? If you want something long enough, your mind tricks your soul into "needing" it. A time of enjoyment can easily turn from a simple want that surfaces from time ...
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I went to see Alex and Allyson Grey do live paintings down in Bmore tonight. Truly was a great time celebrating solstice, though I missed my Philly heads. But as the Universe slowly grows inward, I met some awesome new Philly heads who I had a great night with in yet another VW Bus (where I belong) and a kick ass breakfast and Spunday drive around Fells and the Harbor. The party was great, lotta hoop action and good music. The paintings had me in awe and thought for most of the night. Saw DJ ...
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12/17/08 Do not judge...
I don't want to write but it seems to be the only thing that makes sense. What can I say that hasn't already been said? Another rant of so-called feelings so I can look back at it later and call myself lame. But if I reiderate whats already been said then I have not moved forward but have stood in sinking quicksand beating a dead horse. I suppose I'm lucky I found a pen. I thirst for the things in life that bring me joy, especially the little things. Does that make...
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