The Winds of Change

It’s been a while since I have written anything.  I suppose I have been searching for inspiration, grasping at the fleeting moments that move me.  Hoping that something from outside may cause that spark inside that drives me to write.  The truth is, this world is looking quite depressing lately.  At least from my perspective.  No, I’m not walking around a pessimistic wet blanket drowning in self-pity and apathy.  I just have a hard time putting out optimistic uplifting writing to please my readers when I can’t stop laughing to myself and shaking my head at the vast and growing amount of dysfunction and ridiculous current events that are taking place at this moment.  Where do I even begin?  How can someone with this level of ADHD and no medication sit still or stay on topic for long enough to even publish something worth reading?

  I personally have no right to complain about anything.  I have been blessed all my life.  I never had to worry about getting shot in killed by some trigger-happy vigilantly neighborhood watch man.  No, the only people I worried with my Hoody and baggy pants were my parents.  Shit, I stole my skittles and Ice Tea cuz I spent my money on a chronic sack of weed an hour before!  No one questioned what I was doing in a gated community, even if I was casing out an open house to raid the medicine cabinet.  Oops, did I just incriminate myself?  Get used to it, I’m done censoring my writing, painting a perfect picture for the world to see.  I am far from perfect, never have been and I never will be.  Sure, I don’t smoke weed or steal today, but I sure as fuck know how too if I need to.

 No, I’m finished avoiding conflict and writing only words I know my mother would approve of.  I’m a fucking indigo, that means it’s my nature to speak up about bullshit, pull the curtains on the facts that most people would like to keep under the rug.  The great part is that I can do all of this, speak my mind, call out asshole thinking and still love every human no matter what.  Underneath it all, I still know that we are all connected, we all deserve to be loved.  I share the same love for the middle eastern man who walks into a crowd of people and blows his dumb ass up in the name of his God just as much as I love the mind fucked Christian that condemns me to Hell because I don’t accept Jesus as my one and only savior.  For both these men have a soul, a heart that loves and someone else that loves them.  Just because I don’t agree or support their actions or thoughts, doesn’t mean that I don’t love them.  I don’t have to fucking like you, but it’s my duty to love you.

I feel a change coming to the way I write on this Blog.  In the coming weeks I am going to let it all go, not worry about how politically correct or sensitive I am in regards to upsetting others.  Instead, I will be throwing out a ton of controversial topics, unpopular beliefs and opinions.  Shit, this is my creation anyway.  If you don’t like it, well, don’t read it.  Get ready, shits about to get heavy.

-AC

Shock and Awe

How does everybody sleep at night

When outside your door is genocide

Children running around with guns

Never ending Wars that can’t be won

I rest my head and the thoughts begin

Memories of a life of sin

Debauchery safe behind the grandest gates

Overdose in millionaire’s estates

Pardon me if the words of hope

Have slipped away like a bar of soap

A snow flake that is falling fast

Marriages that could never last

I’ve reached a point of disbelief

Now that enough of you seem to be listening

Time to drop the truth like we drop the bombs

My own little show of shock and awe

You ever seen an innocent child die

Sat and watched as their parents cry

Mass slaughtering in Syria

Jesus must have moved to Suburbia

Don’t get mad I wont knock your faith

I simply wish we could all relate

Come to terms with the simple fact

We all are ONE and its time to act

American media distorts the truth

Murdoch and Turner paint the view for you

Flood the waves with celebrity affairs

While our soldiers drowned in PTSD despair

3 million kids on meds for ADHD

Pharmaceutical drug lords are flourishing

While our public schools are crumbling

Teachers forced to live in poverty

I wish there was more that I could do

For now I’ll do my best to write these words for you

Maybe it could spark a flame

Light a fire that could change the game

The Beauty Of The Now

It’s easy to get caught up in the future, or to dwell on the past.  The practice of staying in the moment can be difficult, but it’s rewards are great.

NOW on the border of Oregon and California this train track brings a feeling of freedom and spiritual growth.

NOW in Pasadena California, a moment of Serenity and Peace.

NOW a sunrise in Santa Barbara, California calls for a new beginning and fuels the desire for change.

NOW in Downtown Los Angeles determination to succeed.

NOW at a juice bar in Silverlake, California nourishment fuels the soul.

Look around you right NOW.  What do you feel?  Find the beauty in the everyday moments that we often tend to look past.  Stop the hamster wheel in your mind for just a few seconds, enjoy and embrace the silence.  For to live in the now is to know true peace.  In the end, it’s those moments of peace that make the struggle worth it.

-AC