i hope that you’ve been well. this is realistically the first journal entry i’ve made on my site for 2021. i’ve been so busy. there hasn’t been enough time to write about all the changes that’ve taken place in my life. i’m excited to be back though, it slips my mind how important it is to keep this site updated. today twitter reminded me how fucked everything is. like in
i’m completely moved lately with how life is panning out and manifesting. i’ve reached quite a few milestones since we last left off here. some of the greatest times of my life have been had this year. i couldn’t be more grateful and thankful for each passing moment. i kind of wanted this post to be more focused on the photos and the views i’ve gathered. i owe a ton
if you have been keeping track with me online you would have seen i started a mural project down the street from my house. thanks to the brilliant efforts put forth by my pal Jerry Misko, Jerry is someone who has his foot deep in the game for the arts culture in Las Vegas. recently he brought me and several other Black artists together to literally paint the town. painting
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the tone of 2020 has been a very serious one since it’s start. if you’re paying attention to most media you’ll see society as we know it rapidly evolving before our eyes. it isn’t something you could really avoid if you tried. our planet’s cyclical chapters have reached many new checkpoints and we’ve got about five more months to 2020 leftover. some of you say “wow the year flew by
you come up with greatness overtime. like gold being tried against fires. what you see is the accumulation of experiences. peeking into the forever moment. furthermore our gazes into the hourglass trouble none. we’re cloaked experts, walking with giants. you are born into Maya.
sometimes parents have a hard time conveying what they want to say. i shouldn’t have to have any family stress when i turn 30. i’m 28. i’ll be 29 august 3rd. of course if the cosmos and my body allows for me to even meet that. or if covid, or yellowstone exploding, or one of the many tragedies to remind us how human we are transpires. it’s all tough cookies.
that’s what it’s starting to feel like. i enjoy it greatly. life is all about perspective. what you make of the situation becomes your reality. you’re not the situation, it’s your actions that define you. 2020 is a strange year. we’re surviving a pandemic whilst ending racism. creators are permanently at work. truthfully it feels like my existence alone is protest. what’s next is i should become more vocal of
within 24 hours my friends together raised well over $500 for donations to the N.A.A.C.P. if you’re just now joining us, that stands for The National Association for the Advancement of Colored People. the NAACP was something we read about in history class. they were founded in 1909 to abolish the injustices People of Color faced and continue to face exactly 111 years later. Founded February 12, 1909, the NAACP