Diggin in my crates (part II)
Alone in silence I sit
The darkness...oppressive
I feel the weight of nothingness on my soul
And then I hear it
Bump-bump, Bump-bump
And then I feel it
Bump-bump, Bump-bump
And I realize the rhythm comes from inside me
The sound of my soul chases away the darkness
My spirit, my essence
I am unique and melodious
I am sound and light and color
It courses through me
It is Jah.
It is Allah.
It is Jehovah.
Music
The beat of my soul, the thrum of my flesh.
Music lives in me.
Back on da blog
So
My internet's been up and running for a couple of weeks now but I really didn't have anything to say on my blog. I've been reading my blog...noticing I have good days and bad days. Seing my mood reflected in my posts.
My blog started out as one thing and is becoming something different. What? I dunno...just becoming. Just as I am becoming. I am a work in progress: Flawed, unique, delicate, striking. The more I read about myself the more I appreciate all my eccentricities. I don't always like them but I appreciate them because they are part of what makes me the man I am.
So
As I continue to write about my journey, my life, my struggle to be me, I ask you to join me. Grow with me. Learn with me, teach me, learn from me.
