These past few weeks I haven’t been feeling like myself too much. My writing hasn’t been as consistent and there’s been many changes and challenges that overwhelmed me emotionally. Hence the end of my writers block. Being able to channel emotional difficulties through the art of writing is the best thing I know to do. For me making a song is creating a solution for any problem I might have and that I know is relatable. Our problems become tremendously insignificant when we find a way to deal with them. Lyrics become soldiers, fighting insecurities, self-doubt, and all negativities alike. As humans we attract all that we want by the vibrations we give on to others. It’s the same for the individual, I would dwell on things and become sad, unable to accept my own mistakes and faults I’d fall into a pit of depression….Weed smoke, drunken lonely nights, exuberant bursts of Love, bursts of happiness. Underneath it all I knew what I had to do. Underneath it all I understand that its okay to chill out, I’ve got to regain my composure, get a grip and get this show on the road. I know that anyone who’s ever said they love me wants to see me be the best I can be. Being the best I could be means forwarding on the path of peace, love, and righteousness. I want to see this world become us, I want others to embrace themselves so we learn from each other and make this life journey a little easier for one another. I’m selfless, but if I don’t know who I am how can I give myself to the world, how can I help people. I believe through music the revolution of love will be herd.
