Balance

Some people need places, some places need things. Towards the end I wonder, which one will we bring?

When people aren’t in tune - gather belongings, walk out the door. We’ve disagreed, no discussion, someone’s left crying on the floor.

If the place isn’t working, easy - pack up, move away. The streets weren’t vibrant, wind was still, the wild calls our name.

If the thing isn’t suiting - no stress, toss it out. This thing’s not in style, it quit working; waste without doubt.

People see people, places bring change, and things aren’t the cause of any actual pain.

In the end which should we accompany along our great journey? We must grow, heal and learn from life firmly.

People could be the option, to bring to the end. Yet how do we know who is real and who just wants to pretend?

A certain place could be the best, but will it comfort us close? Does it hold us near, does it fill us the most?

Or is it things that we need, warming our hearts kindly? Not saying a word, cherished in awe, never leading us blindly.

Pressing people, perfect popular place, silly stupid things. We’re not bringing any of these nouns to our fucking graves.

So what option do we choose while we’re still around? Maybe a mix of it all would be solid and sound.

Balance be thy answer in every way true. We find ourselves on beaches, within the trees, under skies forever blue.

We hang onto our books, and instruments we may never play. But games and a harmonica can bring a smile to our day.

Then there are the people we hold close and want them to be near. Because kindness, warmth and love always win against fear.

It be balance baby. Oh yes baaaalance baby. When you’re stuck with no hope in sight, balance will be there on your left and right. With a little bit of this and that, balance will bring you back.

Taking from the Old and Applying to the New

No matter how hard things get I must look ahead. I have purpose in this life, and I must find new ways to share my light. I have given my all to many, but turns out it was pointed in the wrong direction. I’m going to give my all to me, my family and our dreams from now on.

Buying Black

I'm trying to *Buy Black*

I was inspired by a Netflix show with

Killer Mike. He tries to buy from only Black owned places for 3 days straight.

Where we spend our money matters in our society, and I'm choosing to spend mine at Black owned businesses when I can. I've been tired of handing over my money to the filthy rich anyway, and this seems like the best use of my dollar in these times. Last week we needed soap, and purchased local handmade soaps from an awesome Black owned shop - Organically beauty wonderful stuff.

An added bonus that the soaps didn't

have any plastic packing

Black Lives have always and will always matter to me. In these times we need to do what we can to support the Black community and head towards mother fuckin equality!

Taking it Day by Day

I'm starting fresh, learning to take things day by day. I have recently found myself stuck in this mundane world. Replicating designs for this consumer society. It's difficult to do this everyday, you find yourself lost and the days begin to fly by without you realizing what's happening.

I plan to begin somewhere new, I want to start creating designs with a purpose. I want to step away from creating the same bullshit that gets people to buy some product. I've started opening my eyes to what's in front of me, so that I quit missing the moment that's right in front of my face. Appreciating the beauty around me that most people miss. This will be applied to my designs.