What I'm about.

PHILOSOPHY. POLITICS. SOCIOLOGY. ANTHROPOLOGY. SCIENTOLOGY(kidding). not RELIGION. NON-VIOLENCE. POETRY. CREATION. TECHNOLOGY. HISTORY. PSYCHOLOGY. BLAH. no. FUCK all those big words. I'm about one simple thing that has been one of the most construed ideas of our world. And that is truth, i am solely devoted to truth. Nothing else but pure truth. Give me something or someone true, i will take great truth over anything. Over you, over my friends, over money, over god. I will not take it over love, because love is one of the truest thing that is beyond all, but then love must be true.

Light Graffiti

This makes me want to get a new camera or just fix my damned and loved SD1000 or just get the new Canon Eos 5d mark II with 1080p video recording. hey only 3 grand why not?

Old pictures of or light graff with jermz's cam cam bam bam. fun night

Purrrr kitty purr

Rest or Rise

How can I rest my eyes? all I see are thoughts; I'm going to rise.
How can I rise? my eyes, all I see are thoughts. I'm going to rest.
Why must this world despise? Everywhere I look, all I see are lies.
Can I rise above their try's? When they have whole nations hypnotized.
The art is to not get taken, to not let all the ugly big take over fake in.
Test this will of mine. Tidal waves cannot crash through me. I'll be fine.
So I'm going to break these castle walls down from around my mind.
To see if I can build them back up, to see if I have enough. Will i rest or rise?
To take the latter or fall down the latter breaking myself  back to the ground.
And now I see myself falling down into a well into a bat filled hell.
I'm broken and scared. Now I see a god like being I do not know.
He's repelling from the heavens, a true angel but holds himself as a rebel.
He asks "Why do we fall?" I don't speak. "So we can learn to pick our selves up."
Says my father and my savior. And he, not the hero but the legend that will never die.
How can I rise? My eyes, all I see is lies; I'm going to rest and die.
How can I rest My eyes, all I see is truth. I'm going to rise and fly.
So will I rest and die or will I rise and fly. I think I'll grow some wings.

Pure Imagination

"Hold your breath

Make a wish
Count to three...

Come with me
And you'll be
In a world of
Pure imagination
Take a look
And you'll see
Into your imagination

We'll begin
With a spin
Traveling in
The world of my creation
What we'll see
Will defy
Explanation

If you want to view paradise
Simply look around and view it
Anything you want to, do it
Wanta change the world?
There's nothing
To it

There is no
Life I know
To compare with
Pure imagination
Living there
You'll be free
If you truly wish to be

If you want to view paradise
Simply look around and view it
Anything you want to, do it
Wanta change the world?
There's nothing
To it

There is no
Life I know
To compare with
Pure imagination
Living there
You'll be free
If you truly
Wish to be"

-Willy Wonka And The Chocolate Factory(1971)

Shit hits the fan

I just want to grow and not move too far along. To not grow but they say the art is to not get taken by the bullshit that hits the fan. Shooting off life's blades and all its stupid escapades that just disarrange all that i gave; all that is supposed to be arranged.