Becoming aware to premonitions..

Seeing visions of what I want of my own, most. Stuck chasing ghosts in the quick reflections of my peripherals. I create in a way so that it feels spiritual. Tapped into my inner g to keep distracting me from my rear view. I need to go where the sun brighter, skin tighter cause sun kissed traditions, im talking bout west coast dreaming. This lifestyle too bright for my present cause I can see my future beaming.

Jermaine the Film – ending of a chapter

I finally saw the wonderful film project I helped be apart of last summer today, while on my day trip to Chicago and it was amazing. Every second, every minute brought me closer and closer to the realization that I must be onto doing something right for once. The people. The environment. The city of Chicago never disappoints me when I travel to and from here. I need to visit Chicago more often and peep the scene only until I decide if I want to join its scene in someway. I have a few photos and videos from the film screening of the people who were involved who were all amazing people. Just to hold you guys over, here’s a single photo I took from the film screening.

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I met Sir Mikey Rocks, aka BANCO, he shouted my label out on my camera. The rest is history.

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Seeing between planes of existence. Glimpses of infinities haunt me, internally for eternity.

Afflicted by brown skin tones of many. Meant like addicted to being surrounded by my melanin that I wanna reflect it to the worlds eagle eye…Most men minds eye are focused on women & Pi. Yakno?? So your minds’ onna 3.14 repeating, loop. I want my mind stuck in infinities til infinity. This chicken in the farm of life been left the coop. You stayed right…they wanted to walk when I was crawling….who knew, I’d be the one that flew from roost?

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I am gonna find my fortress of solitude where the sidewalk ends, I bet. Thinking that isolation could fix you until you cant dismiss the whispers. I’m tryna express togetherness but I feel I’d be better off teaching a bear how to use a catchers mitt. Why can’t what I want most, finally come hither?

“One should smell the roses before they wilt & wither.”

Reflections. I Really Wonder Who’s Looking Back…

Not trying to be just a new page in the book of a creative. They’ll build a spine for the book of souls they’ve collected. I’m the type thats just trying to break the mold. I’m not a new paintbrush to help coat the linings of your cold empty tomb, your lonely home.

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Reflections. I Really Wonder Who’s Looking Back…

Not trying to be just a new page in the book of a creative. They’ll build a spine for the book of souls they’ve collected. I’m the type thats just trying to break the mold. I’m not a new paintbrush to help coat the linings of your cold empty tomb, your lonely home.

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