Sunday, December 30, 2012

a life worth living.

to uncover it
gosh
u have 2 suspend urself
for a while
to remove
the relentless pressure
the relentless presence
of those cultivated concerns
paying the rent
paying the health insurance
paying the taxes
doing the right thing
doing things the way
one always has
thinking about things the way
one always has
hearty weeds
you try to pull them up
but they keep coming back
like the old days
in the garden
you pull the top off
but leave the root
to stop your previous motion
to stop kicking
to stop the current
to suspend yourself
is to put yourself
near death
like a shark
who must keep in motion
my hunch is
that in this state
you may
come up with
or see
or feel
that new thing
a life worth living :)

Thursday, December 27, 2012

All good Sir, sorry that I missed you. Happy holidays to you and your loved ones. Sales could be much brisker, but I am grateful for good health and supportive friends and family. If you have friends that desire fancy bejeweling I would love to feed their inspirations. Good luck to you with your musical adventures and all of your thought probing insight of exploring this waking state. Best regards,

I don't play any instrument in real life, so I seized that chance to know what it feels to make a guitar sing. Oh yeah, I felt it all.

Hello Hippie Lou!! I never got the chance to meet you cause I came back to CR last Friday, however Matt told great about things about you.
I sent you a vibrational-silent-electric guitar with Matt, and I told him to explain you the basics on how to use it. Of course, after you explore you will know better than me and maybe send me a "vibrational song" from NY to CR.
Nice pictured you posted, you and the guitar. Reminds me of this song.
Have a nice day. I really hope to meet you next time I go to NY. Not in winter probably, jeje....


such a beautiful message, i am speechless. thank you for the gift and i eagerly anticipate your next visit. matt speaks very highly of u, i know you are something special. peace and good wishes...


jaja... don´t let him speak "highly" of me, my ears will turn red.
When I picked up the guitar near the High Line Park (17st and 10 ave), in a corner, an old man was checking them out and then went away. I saw the cool guitar and thought of you. Unconsciously -or counsciously maybe- I got inspired by you, cause I walked all the way to Matt's apartment playing the silent guitar like a rock star. Some people looked dazzled at me (probably thought another crazy new yorker) and let go a smile. Specially the kids, they gazed and smiled, probably they were hearing the music. It was fun, playing music while crossing the streets of NYC. A guy joined me as I approached my destiny. Can't remember his name but he sang with me, so now we were a Real Band of Brothers.
I don't play any instrument in real life, so I seized that chance to know what it feels to make a guitar sing. Oh yeah, I felt it all. jaja
Be cool and continue to play your songs, to the children, to the lovers, to the elderly, to the lonely people, to the dogs, to the birds, to every living and non living creature around you. We all listen. I will surely listen from here.
Bye!!

so beautiful, your message brought tears to my eyes. thank you for the beautiful gift of your message, and for spreading the love. those kids that saw you will never forget you...and i believe that they now may believe in the possibility of another way.




Wednesday, December 26, 2012


i'm not a big fan of the concept of "a genius", makes it seem like theres a few of us who never have to use the bathroom or something
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brilliance though, i've always thought of as lightning that strikes and hopefully we can get more instead of less conductive
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love that idea, dave...and love increasing conductivity both in ppl and amongst ppl...

Monday, December 24, 2012

Hippie Lou at @lacolombenyc SoHo says he sees me everyday & thinks my outfits are off the hook despite it being no place for slouches. Nice.

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Friday, December 21, 2012

it's not perfect, but i'm not god.


infectious e, so sorry i missed your party...i desperately wanted to go but fate dealt me a different hand.  hope you had an awesome time and made it through the whole finals ordeal in one piece!

It's all right Lou, things went swell and swiminglyl
Finals went all right too. you know as well as they can

right as well as they can when you've stayed up four nights in a row and have to read a 200 page book and write a 10 page pager on it in a couple of hours...

exactly that. it's not perfect, but I'm not God

you just wrote my next song!  it's not perfect, but i'm not god.

it'll need a couple of stanzas, but that's not a bad refrain

i'm into the one sentence story, the one sentence song.
just as long as it's a fucking awesome sentence!

a man of simple means, no overcomplications!

a man for all seasons...
i travel light, in sentences and in material possessions.

that works with the song.

Wednesday, December 19, 2012