Rising from the ashes the phoenix takes its first breath

I should start to edit.

My shit comes out smelling nicer.

*Edit: I did some editing.

Ghosts of City Soliel.

The Chimeras filter out from their homes and meander their way through an alley maze of derelict shacks. On tin rooftops and through back lanes they walk, relinquishing their control to the perfect union of man and ghost. Sub machine guns glint in the moonlight and hurried steps pitter patter across the hard pavement dirt. Aristide has finally fallen and the Labanye are starting to take their final stand against Aristides thugs. 2pac and Biley are in danger of loosing their lives but more importantly their hold on a crumbling city.

Called the worlds most dangerous place in 2001, Haiti houses violence, greed and corruption. This is an island where a throat is slit without a second glance and a life changed with a single bullet. What could possible happen to a people who look for a redemption song in a city where none can sing?

GHOSTS OF CITY SOLIEL.

PS: Amazing doc. Watch it.

Nick and Norahs Infinite Playlist

First of all, this was a super cute movie and it also fueled my intense desire for a New York life. Like I said before, I desperately crave that city and watching this flick has definitely added wood to an already escalating blaze.

Damn it all batman. Damn it all.

Waiting on the world to change.

When you live life in a bubble wrapped world you tend to forget that war, strife and real anguish exist. I realize its all relative but know there remains a world outside your shattered mirror. Maybe this picture puts things into perspective.

Ours is a world of nuclear giants and ethical infants. We know more about war than we know about peace, more about killing than we know about living. We have grasped the mystery of the atom and rejected the Sermon on the Mount. - Omar N. Bradley

Guess what? Im not a robot.

Gregusse (22 hours ago)
This is the kind of girl that can effortlessly turn a guy crazy.

Keep an eye on this girl, cause she is going to blow up.

Time without consequence

I wonder how it is that we meet people who whether knowing it or not change your life?

Those sagacious individuals who nonchalantly stroll into your existence only to wrack and torture your body with spasms of velvet red. The ones who exude so much beauty and ethereal glow, that you don't mind the hypnotic waves which beckon your every step.

Creatures, who seemingly dance harmoniously through life, tapping rhythms onto an otherwise still pond.

Id like to meet more people like that.