I am churning through the year - words have become hard. 2 months so far and I am not even sure the year has even started. Well make that 4 months and another circle around the sun. Time makes you bolder for sure but I smarter? I do not know.
"I will love till the end of time" is probably all that I can promise nowadays as I walk through metal detectors. The words I said could be silver. I am still getting called weird alot and I am not sure about it or anything at all. Am I still loving in the wrong way? How can a man love like that? Tina Turner.
Most times I just want to go home and sleep away my troubles or do what I like. If you insert yourself into the struggle you might be setting up yourself for a war. I thought the point was for your days to go easy. What is anything worth, time, space, bueaty, monkeys, salvation, freedom and what are you willing to pay for it? What are you willing to give up. As I always say; if it makes you happy.
With as much spanish as I have been exposed to in the past year, you would think that I would know more than 4 words of spanish. Bano. Even with my week long vacation trip to Cuba and watching spanish language lessons on youtube. Que passa? A entire spanish novelas on Netflix? But alas, no. I am doomed to only contain one language in my brain at a time. But this fact has not stopped me from enjoying a good reggaeton de Cuba Mix. A couple of these videos are shot along the Malecan waterfront in Havana.
EL MICHA 'Oye Tu Si Suena'
FUEGO, PITBULL & JACOB FOREVER 'La Dura Remix'
CHACAL 'Pa' La Camara'
WILDEY 'Palomita'
DIVAN 'Hablale Claro'
ALEX DUVALL & EL MICHA 'Yo Se Que Te Molesta'
WILDEY 'La Puntika'
PETER NIETO 'Se Desespera'
JAYBY & DIVAN 'Delete'
QVA LIBRE 'Por Estar Contigo'
WILDEY 'Tengo Money'
SENORITA DAYANA 'A Ti Lo Que Te Duele'
CARPE DIEM 'Cupido Me Engaño'
ALEX DUVALL 'Porque No Le Dices'
EL METALICO 'El Trato'
DIVAN Feat. QVA LIBRE 'Estoy Para Fiesta Contigo'
DIVAN 'Sentimentalmente Disponible'
The full 1 hour long uninteruted mix can be watched here.
I am hyper aware of my own mortality, the number of branches that are in my tree. The world around me lives only by grace. We are not special. This has only gotten worse as I get older and my tolerance level has changed to the point where I have to see five steps down the road or I am not even going to jump on that train to hell that you are so passionate about.
Fools and charlatans are now growing out of the woodwork like a fungus, while I am simply trying to get through the day. A train to wreck. They say we should all strive to be like Jesus but I am a humble man; knowledge, wisdom and understanding are all I seek. I solve problems and time is money.
At some point in time you have to stop chasing society because you never really catch it. If a hand dem a bruk then you will have to pop necks to keep up, shake them down and break them like bread. There is no end, the more you have - the more you want and the more you give the more they take.
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It has been roughly a month since I have written anything. Literally constipated does not even describe the state I am in. I have not been spreading my passions even. Allowed myself to be highly focused on an impossible mission while neglecting my numerous other pursuits. I must stop but I cannot like a monkey in a forest with infinite trees. Chaos reaching out and grabbing me by the neck.
You have to spend your life doing something. It is clearly obvious that nothing really matters and people are just building little world blankets in which to wrap themselves into while everything else burns by the heat of the sun. I am the king of my own little world and everyone else is wondering how much income tax I am charging my citizens. I am not charging them anything. I am just really bad at it. We are just chilling out here trying to find out the best way to escape or achieve ultimate knowledge, wisdom and understanding. Obviously we are not perfect and might never be.
I just had to push this one out, like a baby 3 months overdue. I have a splitting headache and I am not sure if its the words or the fact that I did not take my lunch time break to stare into the distance. I am almost done. Just another sentence. Publish or perish. I have a few unfinished trees which I need to climb but for now I will settle with just this one until I get the will to let go and move on.
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