I’ll Be Me But First


I’ll Be Me But First

Be it what it is, life becomes a jumble of be’s.
Never one, never the other, the lanes remain where they lay.
I’m not an activist, but I am a questioner.
I’m not a pacifist, but I do not wish for war.
My confusion is my enemy but allows for my growth.
My ego is a bit of both but not what I wish to know.
Love is my eternal growth but sex is my calm me down.
Secrets are my demons but my scapegoat.
I want to live my dreams but my dreams don’t reflect reality.
I want to like my reality but my dreams don’t reflect my reality.
What does that mean for me? What does it mean to be?
I wish to know but I wish for more.
Too many wishes, so little more.
But I can change that.
Maybe I will change that.

- A.A.

Let’s try Blogging



I know it’s been awhile but I had lost my trail of thoughts and interest in writing for awhile. Inspiration was at an all time low and the world seem extremely uninteresting to me for some time. I don’t know if it was the current events going on at the time or myself – I’d choose the lather. I’ll try again. I’ll follow a more natural, cohesive process this time. Sometimes I’ll spitball thoughts without much formal thinking. Sometimes you may see an essay. Stay humble. Spread Love.

and most importantly,

inform & inspire.