#ProjectLovebot

It's hard to not write about lust, heartbreak, war, unhappiness, troubles, insecurities, and hate in the kind of world that we're living in today. Its already bad enough that negative thoughts and ideas seem to travel as fast as the speed of light yet thoughts and words on positivity, love, and happiness are many times viewed as the facade of an unrealistic dreamer.
 I was riding the train sometime this winter. This guy came in the wagon I was in and began telling us he was going to recite a poem. Of course, I pulled out my phone as soon as he said the word "recite" and started recording just because thats what I do (lol.) The only (and most important thing) that I FAILED to do was take this amazing poet's information down because when he finished his second piece, he rushed out of the train, and It truly saddened me. 
BUT ANYWAY... 
Upon the commencement of this remarkable poem I realized something very interesting. I was probably the only person paying attention …

First off, I'd love to thank the ENTIRE 
Whin Committee
For introducing me to a new world of performing arts. I have NEVER in my life touched  a stage before, but I feel like after last thursday, it may have been the start to something amazing.  As long as I can openly share my thoughts, strengths, and weaknesses through spoken word with the world, the feeling is prodigious. I'm not going to lie, I was the most nervous I had been since I was in labor almost three years ago. Something interesting happened though. The butterflies suddenly turned into wings that lifted me up into the clouds, into a much higher place. 
I did mess up, a couple of times (oh well.) But overall I think it was a pretty good turn out. 
But this video is dedicated mostly to all my
REAL READERS, 
the ones who leave me comments, read my poems from DAY 1, and  continue to be the reason why I share my passion for writing which has flourished into a dream to recite 
Spoken Word Poetry. 
I love you all, and her…

HOWDY.

The time has come yet again to stroll down the streets of Inwood, Manhattan.  It's one of those places you can never ignore, and will always find something worth reading about or visiting.
The most important thing about this place for me at least, is that the memories made here growing up will never be forgotten. For instance, when I turned 18 and decided to get my first tattoo.  I had been obsessed with keys for FOREVER. 
Old, vintage looking keys, dungeons and dragon looking keys, all sorts of  crazy old rusty odd looking keys.  They hold a ton of meaning to me, primarily because they serve the purpose of opening doors. But besides that, I had been looking at Miguel's work for quite some time. MIGUEL made that tattoo of my dreams happen for me! 
Miguel
is the owner and tattoo artist at 
Liquid Skin Studio 
Located on

165 Sherman Avenue between 204th Street and Academy Street.

Aside from being one of the most skilled tattoo artists and humbled human beings I know, his sho…

Plain misunderstandings;
the kinds of sows we reap. 
A sinister mentality 
and answers far too cheap and
WEAK.
Don't turn it into 
everlasting WEIGHT;
an energy far too 
cryptic 
and known to eradicate 
that happiness from your face 
so pure and oh so 
kind.
The kind that frees you from yourself 
when you're thinking you've lost your mind
and may you find 
the light of the consumption of your fears 
and may your heart allow the 
CENSURE
to die from it's splendid 
CHEER!