joined on 02/11/05
last updated 05/12/09
October 18, 2005
Damn he's got some eyes!!!
June 3, 2005
Jsun is just way cool; down, chill, fun, unassuming, unpretentious, sincere, and genuine. Kind, etc. Seriously a very cool person who (whom?) I would trust unreservedly. Cute, too :)
April 18, 2005
j ~ one of my most dearest friends on the planet.
its been such a blessing having him as a business partner of the
last few years.. and someone i know i'll be yappin about house music
over a grey goose & pineapple with when we're both old and grey.
i love you sun.
happy birthday!
March 28, 2005
Although I've yet to engage in a full on philisophical conversation about the anatomy of all things amazing with this man... I can see brilliance in his eyes. I admire his awsome work as a DJ & can trust him to make me shake my booty (isn't that what life is all about?)! He compliments me when I need it most, and keeps me up to date on the local music scene. I've only heard good things about this guy! One day, I will walk on stilts~ naked ~ spinning fire ~blindfolded...but not without Jsun's help balancing (I know you know)....
WAdaTA
Check it out everybody. I will be showcasing new mixes every week of electronic underground beats, hiphop, and salsa.
Don't sleep, unless you're sleeping to my mixes :)
jsun.podOmatic.com
download, download, download
Monkeys :)
Wed, September 23, 2009 - 10:59 AM
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You appear in dreams
sing songs and melodies
hidden in the roots of trees
Silence becomes an echo
heard through past times
written in the backs of eyelids
soaring higher then cupids who
shatter love themes
with arrows made of broken hearts.
Clouded visions and computer screens
to awake from days of wondering
without any energy and pondering
the plateu where I can throw myself
and let go
fall faster through toxic sections
of powered sky
you race to become the vortex
of heat that leaves me floating
like gold feathers till I reach
my seat.
Tenth gate and the next stop
fate
wandering through darkness in search
of time that is too late or non existent
I check my pulse
and remember that I am nothing
no need to remember something
that had already become faint distance
a line between two points
the distance between eye
and you
but for some reason this alpha bet
I have losed
marbels, money, and mind
all becomes left within the sack
that you hold.
A bright bold torch
flames that rain on my parade and invade
the new inches to the sour sapling
I will grow out of.
I choose to change therefore greatness
is mine.
Your truth has led me to cut shallow wounds
into each being of my forgotten nature
only to become a soul
with stronger ties to the ground I came from
and will return to.
You saved me and now
I shall grow into the 8th wonder of the world
right beside you
the only truth left to be discovered...
Fri, July 21, 2006 - 1:44 AM
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Himself sleeps to knowhere
dared by dreams to split
atoms like head canvases
painted memories and skewed thoughts
wrapped around nerves that feel
no pain
only to achieve a second that last a lifetime
lines begin to form
form storms of warm weather
hot thunder that glows
brain activity shows; which is composed
of quaternary rows of linked aminos
sort of like my sistas and bros
that choose the same rose petal to settle on.
Bumble bee of imagination
buzzing the winds agenda
and becoming a story of those that know where to be.
Kept in the captivity of slumber
sandman turned to mud
under weeping skies
I attach myself to raindrops
and form oceans to become
apart of the bigger picture.
A symphony of sun rays
painted on the faces of the faithless
a cadence of solitude
soul to soul
back to reality
Red giant through windows
eye to eye with god
through sunshine hand shakes
I come back from knowhere
hearing morning melodies
in dream scaped memories
a new destiny of remembering
the better things.
Tue, April 25, 2006 - 11:44 AM
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Together (To Get Her)
To get her
I had to put those 3 words together
so that we could enter
the cosmic center
together.
Any form of rhytmic measures
would measure the endevours of all pleasures
create storms and weather
from norms to bend her.
My plan was to be me
So that she could see
the sea
as wave signs devine
combined our minds and our spines
would let us both shine
like angelic concubines
within spacetime;
we would dance,
And now I have my chance.
Been sometime
since a smile left a mile of memories
embedded on the backsides of my eyes
and to my surprise
this is becoming real.
Real like each curve hidden
like forbidden fruits
found to feed the mouths of many
I taste my own assumptions
and they were wrong.
You transcend prior notion
and that makes me high.
Reminds me of the time I
lost my mind
and found it on the bank of a river
shinning bright.
Beaming like the sun's bestfriend
ready to move
movement
A world of mystery
untold
as soon as naked bodies conform within warm
time stops
and you become all
EYE see.
Each touch becomes a dream spell
each kiss becomes more and more defined
we roll around in the pages of fate
making our marks
etched in the backs of eachother.
Fluids of motion
explode from your being
as though mother nature forgot to turn the water off that day.
You taste devine
and be cum a waterfall of passion
quenching my thirst for wisdom
Cold and red hot
like summer sand
footprints that are mine.
No substitutues needed
or compared with certain names repeated
I am me
and after the six earthquakes we just felt together
I am sure you'll agree.
And to any gents out there yall should hear my decree
the only way to get her
is by coming and going together!!
Sat, March 4, 2006 - 1:33 PM
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You dance on glass clouds
and create the wind with your breath
control heat with the beat of
your drum
humming sounds around circles
passing into new dimensions
and giving me your all
ideas at the small of your back
to the center of your brainstem
and that
makes me high
flying into dust storms
of warm private passion
I will dive deeper into waters
unknown
for the thrill of being devoured by
its darkness
and you.
But still you seem to be
the same vein cut and drained
with the same answers
bleeding from your gums
so that sound vibrates into
laughter;
and I again am burned
by the troubled nature
of your shiloette.
You become dust
into eyelids
causing irritation in the spring time
line dancing through windows
falling off of buildings into thick air
stuck to my skin
so I erase your memory
with thin razor blades of hope
each time cutting away the fabric
of your time
that has become my perminent space.
A home for feelings
barried alive within my own silence
a coincidence of past tense relations
reoccuring
every
time
I
wake.
Fri, March 3, 2006 - 12:53 AM
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Enter thee
galactic portal of
immortality.
As the sea
vanish and banish we
to the bottom of the benthic
majesty.
Gradually,
climb with rhyme and divine
strategy,
leave your physical
anatomy
and try to contain and train
your personal
galaxy.
The truth behind mortality
and the spiritual
reality,
is the thoughts
created within your own fantasy.
I ask thee
people of our family,
open minds eye
and live with true dignity.
Be the music of the wind,
blown in the minds of others
and generate change!
Sun, January 1, 2006 - 5:37 PM
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Become outlets
as sound pounds its way deeper
into the depths of decay
a cave of white walls with
grey lines defined by character flaws
born by the sacred smiles
of someone
one day
simmering in silence
dead to the fog as
I lay on the floor
pouring my heart into random holes
hoping to fill the sequence of patterns
destined to form the shape of someone
Become vibrations of sound
each droplet letting go
letting the pain crash on the window stain
glass in vain
a stuggle within my frame main of mind
as it continues to rain
all over the parade of a poor serenade and time
space and spine
combined
eyes wide shut open
some find
this to be
some sort of rambling to sea
swimming in the darkness
to see
how far I can go before I
Drown
in droplet mornings
while wind sings solice hymns
to bed
eyes lead heavier
then they have been
sorry to waste silent hours
with typing fingers.
Fri, December 30, 2005 - 3:31 AM
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about me
I like to dance in the shadows listening to the beat of a different drum
sometimes I see the sum of all mass within my grasp.
A numerical task which seems to bare
sequence within
my mask of life. Life likes to beat me into basslines that are
spacetimes continuum melloooooo-d.
Sunken ships in seas of acid rain helps me to wonder
of my path towards imaginations twisted fate.
Jumping over gates within my vision I look towards the world
as a canvas to paint whatever motion necessary to smile.
I am consumed in logics laughter at love, its
way
of keeping my slumber in chains. Funny. To think that my
pink brain is covered in the resins of time, but
I love unconditionally.
Friends are my family within so many worlds and dimensions our souls are connected chains used to move the motions
of dark matter.
Sevenhundred and fiftyfive lives on end, more stars to explore, and a desire to make my passions the earths piano.
I am blessed to be a beam of light reflected and absorbed by the saphire sun spit into the mouths of the thirsty.
I shall live by the law that I was never destroyed nor created but am.
Everything I choose to be.
Sterotypes typed out of sadness are beneath me.
I shall except you for your words passion...
Whatever that may be.
Jsun's Podcast
(blog entry)
Check it out everybody. I will be showcasing new mixes every week of electronic underground beats, hiphop, and salsa.
Don't sleep, unless you're sleeping to my mixes :)
jsun.podOmatic.com
download, download, download
Monkeys :)
seventh silver angel
(blog entry)
You appear in dreams
sing songs and melodies
hidden in the roots of trees
Silence becomes an echo
heard through past times
written in the backs of eyelids
soaring higher then cupids who
shatter love themes
with arrows made of broken hearts...
read more
Knowhere
(blog entry)
Himself sleeps to knowhere
dared by dreams to split
atoms like head canvases
painted memories and skewed thoughts
wrapped around nerves that feel
no pain
only to achieve a second that last a lifetime
lines begin to form
form storms of warm...
read more
Poem of Red
(blog entry)
Together (To Get Her)
To get her
I had to put those 3 words together
so that we could enter
the cosmic center
together.
Any form of rhytmic measures
would measure the endevours of all pleasures
create storms and weather
from norms t...
read more
A home for feelings
(blog entry)
You dance on glass clouds
and create the wind with your breath
control heat with the beat of
your drum
humming sounds around circles
passing into new dimensions
and giving me your all
ideas at the small of your back
to the center of your ...
read more
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