“One day you’re out here- broke… trying to put together enough for a sandwich. The next day you really got it happenin’– sittin’ in a studio you bought – and in the village, no less. Don’t ask me how it all happens, man. I guess you just keep going; you gotta groove through all the darkness…”
-Jimi Hendrix
Showing posts with label influences. Show all posts
Showing posts with label influences. Show all posts
Saturday, January 22, 2011
Thursday, December 16, 2010
zodiacally speaking-
i want your hectic energetic ways
- the combination of air and fire
i want you're new tricks, as i desire.
physical and intellectual level,
only to dissemble-
it's our fast pace with a quick of wit,
a favorable fit.
inventive and innovative
frustration and fulfillment
providing exhilarating excitement
Doubled down and keeping up-
good and evil,
male and female
Ruled by Mars,
bring me to my homeland, the moon.
Lets die with the sun.
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- the combination of air and fire
i want you're new tricks, as i desire.
physical and intellectual level,
only to dissemble-
it's our fast pace with a quick of wit,
a favorable fit.
inventive and innovative
frustration and fulfillment
providing exhilarating excitement
Doubled down and keeping up-
good and evil,
male and female
Ruled by Mars,
bring me to my homeland, the moon.
Lets die with the sun.
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Monday, December 13, 2010
beats beats beats!
i'm all up on Flying Lotus...that space feel!
Labels:
(h)ideas,
beats,
Body/Mind,
flying lotus,
influences,
Music
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
The Orion Correlation Theory
“The Orion Correlation Theory is a hypothesis in pyramidology. Its central claim is that there is a correlation between the location of the 3 largest pyramids of the Giza pyramid complex and the three middle stars of the constellation Orion, and that this correlation was intended as such by the builders of the pyramids. The stars of Orion were associated with Osiris, the sun-god of rebirth and afterlife, by the ancient Egyptians. Depending on the version of the theory, additional pyramids can be included to complete the picture of the Orion constellation, and the Nile river can be included to match with the Milky Way galaxy..”
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Labels:
earth,
influences,
Knowledge,
power,
pyramids,
solor system,
theory
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
today's doors song of choice and reason:
I will never be untrue
Do anything you would want me to
Never stay out drinking
no later than two
(two thirty...)
I will never treat you mean
and I won't cause no kind of scene
Tell you all the people
all the places I have been
I will always treat you kind
try to give you peace of mind
Only you tell me that you love me
one more time
Now darling
please don't be sad
Don't run off like that
when you get mad
Cause if you do
you gonna lose
the best friend
that you ever had
That's no lie...
I will never be untrue
Do everything you want me to do
Bring all my loving all my money
bring it all home to you
I never be untrue
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Labels:
Body/Mind,
cliche hearts,
influences,
Jim Morrison,
The Doors,
Thoughts
Monday, November 8, 2010
2 lumps of sugar.
fits of forgiveness for every bitch and bastard-
your all common denominators.
awake with the same damn smile
fix yourself,
it's tiring and rude.
your ways, we don't care about the death or the triumph.
my name is victoria and i've forgotten logic and how to tell time.
your all common denominators.
awake with the same damn smile
fix yourself,
it's tiring and rude.
your ways, we don't care about the death or the triumph.
my name is victoria and i've forgotten logic and how to tell time.
Labels:
bonita blurbs,
influences,
Random,
spoken words,
Writting
Thursday, November 4, 2010
Well I woke up this morning got the crossroad on my mind....
"If the doors of perception were cleansed everything would
appear to man as it is, infinite."
- William Blake // Aldous Huxley
i'm at a crossroad in my life, awaiting the other side. i just don't know how but it's right here.
Labels:
Body/Mind,
experiences,
influences,
Jim Morrison,
life,
poetry,
The Doors
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
bobby d.
+ Another classic.
Based on the story of Rubin "Hurricane" Carter, a boxer wrongly imprisoned for murder.
I have never seen the real movie, but tonight that becomes a false statement.
I'm sick in bed and that is my plan for the night :)
"...Couldn't help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land, Where justice is a game."
Sunday, October 3, 2010
don't quote me.
" I'm not questioning you, because I don't expect any answers from you. "
+ Bob Dylan
Labels:
bob dylan,
influences,
Lyrics,
questions,
spoken words
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Miami 1969-
Drunken, so far gone, bearded Jim at his best. Live in Miami is hands down, sure shot, my OF ALL TIME favorite "Five to One" versions. This is the infamous Miami concert where it is said the Lizard King exposed his cock! Morrison grew tired of people not listening to his poetic words and being viewed as a "sex goddess" or a drunken musician. Morrison wanted to be known as the poet he is. You can truly hear just how fucked up he really was and how the background music is so distorted. And the rage in his voice and rath of what he really is trying to say.
"You're all a bunch of fuckin' idiots...Lettin' people tell you what you're gonna do! Lettin' people push you around! How long do you think it's gonna last?! How long are you gonna let it go on?! How long are you gonna let them push you around?! How long?! Maybe you like it! Maybe you like being pushed around! Maybe you LOVE IT! Maybe you like getting your face stuck in this shit! C'mon! Maybe you love getting pushed around! YOU LOVE IT DONT YA, YOU LOVE IT. You're all a bunch of slaves! Letting everybody push you around! - What around gonna do about it?! What are you gonna do about it?! What are you gonna do about it?! What are you gonna do about it?!What are you gonna do about itttttttt?! What are you gonna do about itttttttt?! What are you gonna do?! What are you gonna do?! What are you gonna do?!!!!!"
Give it a listen, you'll be amazed and promised a laugh at how genius he is! Truly a fuckin' movement!
6:45 update after already being posted: My mom got mad when i opened our sliders to our backyard
and recitiedscreaming all of "YOU'RE ALL A BUNCH OF FUCKIN' SLAVES" and so on...she got mad.
"You're all a bunch of fuckin' idiots...Lettin' people tell you what you're gonna do! Lettin' people push you around! How long do you think it's gonna last?! How long are you gonna let it go on?! How long are you gonna let them push you around?! How long?! Maybe you like it! Maybe you like being pushed around! Maybe you LOVE IT! Maybe you like getting your face stuck in this shit! C'mon! Maybe you love getting pushed around! YOU LOVE IT DONT YA, YOU LOVE IT. You're all a bunch of slaves! Letting everybody push you around! - What around gonna do about it?! What are you gonna do about it?! What are you gonna do about it?! What are you gonna do about it?!What are you gonna do about itttttttt?! What are you gonna do about itttttttt?! What are you gonna do?! What are you gonna do?! What are you gonna do?!!!!!"
Give it a listen, you'll be amazed and promised a laugh at how genius he is! Truly a fuckin' movement!
6:45 update after already being posted: My mom got mad when i opened our sliders to our backyard
and recitiedscreaming all of "YOU'RE ALL A BUNCH OF FUCKIN' SLAVES" and so on...she got mad.
Labels:
Body/Mind,
indians,
influences,
Jim Morrison,
Knowledge,
live in miami,
Lyrics,
poetry,
power,
spoken words,
The Doors
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Wednesday mornings bring inspiration!
I opened my curtains and saw series of photos in my mind...
Bare with me, there are sevrerl of the same shots with minor differences.
I love the contrasts in each photos, the livly effects, the warm fall colors
the window pannels, the greenery, the homemade stain glass my grandfather made for me.
One window shows the remains of summer while the other window moves into fall.
It was an effortless shoot - literally laying in my bed.
Not only does my bed face a certian direction but it awakes me to a great view!
Bare with me, there are sevrerl of the same shots with minor differences.
I love the contrasts in each photos, the livly effects, the warm fall colors
the window pannels, the greenery, the homemade stain glass my grandfather made for me.
One window shows the remains of summer while the other window moves into fall.
It was an effortless shoot - literally laying in my bed.
Not only does my bed face a certian direction but it awakes me to a great view!
Labels:
2012,
Air,
Art,
Body/Mind,
influences,
leaves,
my bedroom,
nature,
Photography,
summer
Sunday, August 15, 2010
CHEMISRTY(eriously) (chemyster)ioulsy
When i think that i'm over you
I'm overpowered
Your data my data
The chromosomes match
Exact as in matter
A matter of fact
These amaranth feelings
A cognitive state
Need the love object
To reciprocate
When i think that i'm over you
I'm overpowered
It's long overdue
I'm overpowered
When i think that i'm over you
I'm overpowered
It's long overdue
But i'm overpowered
As science struggles on
To try to explain
Oxy-toxins flowing
Ever into my brain
As science struggles on
To try to explain
Oxy-toxins flowing
Ever into my brain
A chemical reason
If reason's your game
A chemical needing
Is there in the brain
With preprogrammed meanings
Like a little more pep
Alien feelings
We have to accept
When i think that i'm over you
I'm overpowered
It's long overdue
I'm overpowered
When i think that i'm over you
I'm overpowered
It's long overdue
I'm overpowered
As science struggles on
To try to explain
Oxy-toxins flowing
Ever into my brain
As science struggles on
To try to explain
Oxy-toxins flowing
Ever into my brain
I'm overpowered
- amazing viedo and lyrics
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I'm overpowered
Your data my data
The chromosomes match
Exact as in matter
A matter of fact
These amaranth feelings
A cognitive state
Need the love object
To reciprocate
When i think that i'm over you
I'm overpowered
It's long overdue
I'm overpowered
When i think that i'm over you
I'm overpowered
It's long overdue
But i'm overpowered
As science struggles on
To try to explain
Oxy-toxins flowing
Ever into my brain
As science struggles on
To try to explain
Oxy-toxins flowing
Ever into my brain
A chemical reason
If reason's your game
A chemical needing
Is there in the brain
With preprogrammed meanings
Like a little more pep
Alien feelings
We have to accept
When i think that i'm over you
I'm overpowered
It's long overdue
I'm overpowered
When i think that i'm over you
I'm overpowered
It's long overdue
I'm overpowered
As science struggles on
To try to explain
Oxy-toxins flowing
Ever into my brain
As science struggles on
To try to explain
Oxy-toxins flowing
Ever into my brain
I'm overpowered
- amazing viedo and lyrics
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Hearing what I draw.
".Unzip my body Take my heart out Cause I need a beat to give this tune."
- a drawing i did way back. I still remember my thought process to this drawing i had when it was birthed.
I was listening to Roisin Murphy's song called "Ramalama (bang bang)."
I took in the choice of insruments she used, her voice, the rythem, lyrics and tried how to figure what how i could draw the song. This drawing of her face was what I heard.
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Labels:
(h)ideas,
Art,
Body/Mind,
drawings,
fucked.,
influences,
Music,
My Brain Flow,
Random
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Don't follow leaders, watch the parkin meters!
This is appernetly one of Bob Dylan's worst songs. In The Doors movie, a comment is made to Jim
that he sounds better than Dylan and things couldn't be as bad as " Johnnys in the basement mixing up the medicine!" I on the other hand, LOVE this song.
"....Twenty years of schoolin' and they put you on the day shift!"
that he sounds better than Dylan and things couldn't be as bad as " Johnnys in the basement mixing up the medicine!" I on the other hand, LOVE this song.
"....Twenty years of schoolin' and they put you on the day shift!"
Monday, July 19, 2010
the sound of drugs.
Best viedo, of all time.
Thursday, July 1, 2010
awaiting sypmtoms
i had placed the scence in your bed.
i imagined myself underneath you-
everything was still except our bodies,
our shadows danced on the walls.
the cool sheets; soaked with whiskey and dreams.
take from me what you cannot give.
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i imagined myself underneath you-
everything was still except our bodies,
our shadows danced on the walls.
the cool sheets; soaked with whiskey and dreams.
take from me what you cannot give.
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Labels:
Body/Mind,
influences,
My Brain Flow,
Random,
Writting
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
the devil is really in the details.
its the taste of planned death
that i know all too well.
teach me your ways.
what was is that you want-
you only like me for my neck and throat.
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that i know all too well.
teach me your ways.
what was is that you want-
you only like me for my neck and throat.
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Labels:
bonita blurbs,
influences,
Thoughts,
words,
Writting
Monday, June 14, 2010
COME WEL.
Be sure to Welcome my good friend Joe Lee to Blogging!
Check him out over at http://okstopyelling.blogspot.com/
Joe Lee is has a good soul.
One of the most interesting people I know.
Hell of a guy.
We don't see each other too much, because he's all over the world.
And I am here, not hitting on the bookstore of a babe. (hars!)
But he still sends texts every week, emails, pictures the whole deal.
I don't really remember how we met, but I know the first time we we're introduced
a friendship was born based off our out of control ness.
Joe was there to witness my 14 years ago bike inccident.
No. not the legit crime scene.
The actual story that gets me the most livid.
Dumb brothers.
That was our defining moment.
I think every conversation we have, ends with me telling him to donate blood
becuase this world needs more people like Joe.
I'm just saying, if you are here, then you should add a new tip to your life.
+Joe Lee!
Check him out over at http://okstopyelling.blogspot.com/
Joe Lee is has a good soul.
One of the most interesting people I know.
Hell of a guy.
We don't see each other too much, because he's all over the world.
And I am here, not hitting on the bookstore of a babe. (hars!)
But he still sends texts every week, emails, pictures the whole deal.
I don't really remember how we met, but I know the first time we we're introduced
a friendship was born based off our out of control ness.
Joe was there to witness my 14 years ago bike inccident.
No. not the legit crime scene.
The actual story that gets me the most livid.
Dumb brothers.
That was our defining moment.
I think every conversation we have, ends with me telling him to donate blood
becuase this world needs more people like Joe.
I'm just saying, if you are here, then you should add a new tip to your life.
+Joe Lee!
Monday, June 7, 2010
blackstarr
I love seeing someone bleeding their African American Native roots and Mos Def is that.
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Labels:
blackstarr,
Culture,
influences,
Knowledge,
mos def,
Music,
poetry,
roots,
youtube
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