Derailed by the senses, the constant blow of countless generations of lifetimes imprinted upon my hearts inner chamber, the desire to give, to help - to aid- is blown off course, and i find myself a small imprint , of the former, grander self- which had wished to do so much good.

oh great goddess, having given countless births , to your children , raise me up so I may fulfill the goal of my life! Astray me not, into the confounding, compounded , circle of this world and her inhabitants.

The world wasn't what I thought it to be. Dummy's rounded up in a half circle of friends, suffocating the free space of air like wind turbines blasting me of cold. Yesterday Los Angeles hit record heights for temperature. It's pretty hot up here. My visit to Taka was okay. Its damn expensive to get tattoo-ed . How the hell do bloggers keep at this shit all day? Deeply self-illusionists if you .. ask me.. We finished 60% . I think total we did, 50 hours. Taka is kind of slow but methodical. He is not the best in his family, but has a dark style, traditional and simple. I think Shinji or Akilla are the better, the latter of the two being renowned for a different style. But cost is one factor. Either way. The itching is the worst. The pain is bearable. But its no cake walk. What is that saying. Now I've started to work. Getting ready to take a real job. Live in the real world. USC was way high world. People wasting my precious time. Or me wasting my precious time on the affairs of others due to my boredom with the monotony of my own life. Goodbye to that, welcome self-indulgence. How to get on, alone. My new job requires me to socialize. Dear God. Ambe.

books and old copies

One of my memorable visits and times of tranquility was visiting Trinidad. I didn't get to see all T &T, not of course without setting foot on Tobago. It was nice, not grand like some type of Spalding desert; oasis and women clad in their festive wildlife. No, it was grainy, real, warm, and the ocean breeze speckled across the floor of Indians & Africans, long settled here to develop a national identity with culture bright as the g rinded turmeric ascending in the dishes. None of it, of course would have been more pleasant had it without an old friend. It is a place, I can always think of setting foot, into relax. Until you've gone somewhere, you cant enjoy the peace pervading enjoyed by the homebody, nor share in her discomforts of the familiarity(to which you are unfamiliar). But, you can say at least, i stepped on your homeland, danced (well i didn't get the chance to meet some pretty ladies, but inside I did- and that is all good enough for me), and laid on your mixed soil, inhabitants speaking volumes for the present, and the vanishing past.

• “My daily affairs are quite ordinary;
  but I'm in total harmony with them.
  I don't hold on to anything, don't reject anything;
  nowhere an obstacle or conflict.
  Who cares about wealth and honor?
  Even the poorest thing shines.
  My miraculous power and spiritual activity:
  drawing water and carrying wood. ”

  - Layman Pang (c. 740 - 808) from The Enlightened Heart

May my character not spoil my destiny ~African Proverb

"Life is a spell so exquisite, everything conspires to break it." -Emily Dickenson

O what is beauty
that I feel it to be so hot-blooded and suggestive,
so filled with imperative
beneath the ease of its changes,
between the leaves and the clouds of its thousand
and again a thousand opportunities?
-Mary Oliver from Riprap