In the Rain...

I've come to really appreciate photography. I love it because sometimes I think what can be captured in a lens is more beautiful than what I see. I mean it both in the litteral sense because I wear glasses... but also figuratively because photography has a way to capture feelings, and frame it as art.... I think that's powerful.








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It's raining today. I think the sun was tired of shinning for so long, and now it's crying lol. I like rain. I prefer warm Caribbean rain instead of Canadian cold rain... because I'm an island child. I like heat...I feel very mellow, so mellow that all I did today was read, be lazy have tea and cookies... I like the smell of outside after it rains. I always think it smells like the Ozone layer from the thunder. Here's a beautiful gem that I found by an artist named Hope. ... and it just so happen to talk about rain lol.
enjoy.









Lessons learned in the rain?

Ty States

Shad's TSOL

I ♥ Shad. From the first time I heard his single "brother watching" ... I've been LISTENING. From his first album The Old Prince, to his second one: When this is Over, to his latest release: TSOL ... I own it all.

I remember counting down the days until his album would be released. Even though I was lucky enough to have heard his full album on his blog, prior to the album's official release, my anticipation was the same. A friend asked me to give him my review of the album after I give it a thorough listen. I usually don't like to give a review of any sort of album until I fully listen to it more than 4 times each track (preferably consecutively) to give a full and concrete feedback.

I take in listening to album. I mean I REALLY take it in. I open the album CD case, I put the album on my itunes, and as I press play I start going through the booklet... taking in every thing from the album art, to possible lyrics and thank yous from the artist themselves.
so when my friend asked me about my thoughts about what I thought of TSOL this is what I told him.

TSOL = LOST (backwards)
I ♥ TSOL because..

With every listen, the tracks, the blending of his delivery, naassttyy often quirky, fun, witty, honest and truthful, and ...just straight up his simplicity... and the beats, the instrumentals... the album art, the fact that I actually feel like it reflects the feel of the lyrics and sense of the album, the booklet lol... how it has all the lyrics on there, I appreciate it lol
♥ ♥ ... I find it truly REFRESHING.



I find the meaning of LOST being spelled backwards explained in every track... TSOL...From the album, from the very first track, which starts off kind of slow at first and is conglomeration of different sounds... to the lyrical content of it all. I think I understand it, because I can REALLY relate to what he's saying. I find it clever that when you look at the album art... the background of it is kind of somber and dark/cloudy/moody... which in my opinion is a reflection of the world... and how cold it is.. how lost we can be oftentimes... yet the choice of the colours to outline TSOL are lighter and prettier, brighter, happier. It's kind of a "beautiful struggle".
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I also love the fact that when you place the album in front of a mirror, you don't have to wreck your brain trying to figure out what TSOL means... it's easier to read LOST. I think it's a reflection (literally) of all of us. Humans in general. We... well I don't know about everyone. but I know I feel lost a good 90% of my life so far. lost in relationships/dating. lost in purpose. and how to get there. wherever there is. lol.

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Makes sense? ...lol

My favourites off of TSOL: Lucky 1's, Rose garden, Listen, At the Same time

... anyway... Give it a listen, if you like... spread the love and SUPPORT!

No words... just snapshots

Katerina Graham is seriously gorgeous.

Street styles USA

Something like an Old Soul

I think I'm an Old Soul. Is it weird that one of my favorite things is to listen to jazz, sip tea and have a good conversation with friends about their lives, hopes and aspirations. I'm saying that like it happens often (pffffttt!!!... yeah.smh. naawww lol).. but I know that the jazz and tea part happens sometimes, ...oftentimes alone in my room lol.
The conversations happen in part and they're often shorter, less frequent, and w/ fewer faces than I would like. But they happen... sometimes. (so I'm glad). I feel like my soul was born in the early 80s ... because most of the time I find myself relating to people older than me, when it comes to life perspectives.I wonder if life would be easier? would it be better? Would I be happier? Would I be a better person?

Sometimes I wish it were different... But A lot of the times I'm glad that it's not.

This weekend I learned the importance of challenging myself. I may feel old at times, but I'm an amateur in life/relationships/other struggles. I've come to find peace in having faith that life is moving at the pace they are for a Good reason.
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lol.
you know, they never lied when they say Patience is a virtue. [truly sorry for the cliché]...
I was listening to Shad's TSOL the other day and ran into the line:

"A sage once said that Silence is the sound of Patience. Listen"

So I'm learning to enjoy the silence.
... to be In - Joy with this silence.
The silence that I often find so... STILL... that it's Deafening...
And somehow despite it being mute, it speaks volumes.
Speaks volumes because it somehow finds a way to perforate my state of being(my mind, my thoughts, my actions)
Allows me to question myself... allows me to answer... me.

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I spent Friday night alone (like most nights). I didn't feel lonely.
But I used the silence or lack of company to answer what I question about myself.
and I learned that in simple terms:

I'm just a work in progress... lol.