will change the image in time

I just realized that my blog is more SAD than exploding rock. All I do is write a bunch of weird shit that adds ups to an overall sad story. Whether I like it or not I haven’t figured out yet but with all of these words in my head, they gotta go somewhere?

~ keep it all smiles

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its okay

Long ago when I was young the days seemed long and my summers seemed precious. Thanks to age and defying storylines that created the most eccentric and fun filled memories of my life, I’ve become a man named Afro.

Afro is a simple guy, he smokes American Spirits, listens to the same rotation of music for long periods of time before he switches songs, and he is always after something.

These “somethings” can be but of many things. A computer, skateboards, an atlantis BIC, heine bros coffee, a woman, money, a college degree, and the list goes on.

With so much on the table, Afro feels overwhelmed and turns to vibrations of sound to express his feelings towards everyday life and how he is treated.

Sometimes Afro chains smokes cigarettes will drinking starbucks coffee that was brewed at home inside of a small little garage. This garage is what Afro has dubbed “Studio 24,” and creates a lot of his music inside of those four corners.

When Afro is alone he gets really sad, so sad that he smokes more weed and chains smokes more cigarettes to ease his mind as he tries to write through his blurry eyes. Even when Afro does this to himself he still doesn’t shed a single tear. He tries to but most of the time it doesn’t happen.

Frustrated Afro reaches for a bottle that only holds 24oz’s.

He then cries every tear he was holding in until he falls asleep.

~ keep it all smiles

I’ve been Blogging for 10 years now

I never thought that I would be a blogger… at least this long.

It was always something I wanted to do because I enjoy writing and was always intrigued with the fact that I can share my opinion online and people will actually read it.

When I was younger I used to want to be a “professional blogger,” which I tried my hardest to accomplish. I think at the time it was mainly because I wanted money, but what fueled my ambition the most was that I had to create the product for the reader.

I was 16 years old when this site was created and my first post dealt with various types of poop. You can read it here. If you didn’t click the link than I will tell you that my first post was basically a list of goofy names given to various pooping scenarios such as “King Poop,” which is that big block of poop that you push out after eating Fourth of July BBQ all day.

From my first post to this one, I have wrote many stories ranging from life experiences, failed relationships, poetry, my opinions on technology, and when I started smoking weed, a category dedicated to my high thoughts.

My original idea behind this site was to create content that would “Explode” in your face and I think I somewhat did that. I haven’t been much of a blogger lately, I’ve been spending a lot of time in my Google Keep notes writing rhymes or on ableton live producing music. I can say that I need to pick this back up because the joy of brainstorming to find the write words brightens my day and encourages me to strive for me. (I don’t like any of these words I chose for that last sentence lol)

So here we are, 10 years later at the ripe age of 25. I’m glad I was able to keep up this hobby, even when I lost motivation and wouldn’t even type wordpress.com in my browser. I’m not the best blogger, nor do I consider myself the best writer, but at the end of the day its the fact that I had a goal in my mind and I went after it. I may have not became that famous blogger who got to sit in the house all day typing away at his keyboard, but I did become a better writing in my own way of doing things.

~ keep it all smiles

i just want to be understood

I NEED TO CHANGE.

Anxiety is a bitch. It’s a bitch with a fat wet vagina that lures you in because its safe and comfy. Anxiety dictates the motives and practical lives of people every single day.

But why?

I’m tired of living with this constant fear in my head that continues to dictate how I move about in this world. There’s so much for me to do and so much that I want but I have little drive.

For instant, the other day I went to my local coffee shop for a cup of coffee. I show up late in the day, close to 8pm because I work nights. As the lady was filling my cup, the container ran out, so the large coffee I normally get was only half full. She turned around apologizing saying that she can just charge me half the price or wait for some new coffee to be made. She also added “You look a little busy so…” Of course I didn’t say anything and just accepted the large half full cup of coffee and went on with my day.

Why didn’t I just tell her “Oh it’s fine, no rush, I’ll wait” or just anything that would indicate “HEY I WANT THIS THING FILLED TO THE TOP!” Instead I walked away… fast, to pretend I was busy knowing I wasn’t.

Theres also this girl I like… at the same place. But once again, anxiety rules the day and keeps my mouth closed, letting my voice sound like a mere whisper and having to repeat myself over and over. I mean shit, the woman thought I said I went to go Pee with my friends!

embarrassing.

The only time I am able to conquer anxiety and let who I am shine at the forefront is when I smoke weed, riding my skateboard, or rapping. Other than that, the person who is typing this is hiding behind the finger tips of a growing human waiting for the day he leaves earth with hopes of at least accomplishing something.

~ keep it all smiles

tired…

I find it funny how easily someone can drag you into a load of bullshit and pull you out the other end as if you really are a piece of shit. I guess it just all revolves around the people you surround yourself with because at the end of the day, that’s what becomes your life.

~keep it all smiles

Read a MOTHA’FUCKIN Book

Remember that song by lil John that came out around 2005-2006? All he did was yell “READ A BOOK!” Many years later as I reflect on that song those words of wisdom by lil John have inspired me to read… More.

I’ve struggled to keep a consistent schedule reading. I’ll start a book and be happily attached to it for a good month. After 30 days I grow tired and think less about the book and next thing I know I’m back to reading random bullshit online.

What I find crazy is that I can delve into these weird news stories on the internet, take some time to read a page of Lore on ESO, then scroll through countless news feeds trying to correct other people’s grammar. As technology grows and we become more reliant on Search, News Feeds, and Instagram pictures, we lose focus on what technology is really here for, to Aid us.

We have an endless supply of information geared toward us but what AI scripts and algorithms provide us with are articles about stuff we like, but not stuff we should check out… If that makes any sense.

You would think at this point in my life with all these screens in front of me and everyone else in the world, I would read more. Ya know like a book with substance or an educational magazine, yet I stay posted on Facebook and Reddit scrolling away my life as I skim through horribly worded comments and upvotes.

With that said, I’m going to subscribe to Blinkist to train myself to read more. I think my problem stems from anticipating the end of a book and I get overwhelmed and give up on even trying to finish. With Blinkist I’ll get the core facts I want and also read a bite size portion of an entire book.

How great is that?

I’m ghost for now.

~keep it all smiles

Hi Again

Well it’s been sometime since I have shared some of my mind on my little home on the internet. Nothing hasn’t changed other than the fact that I play waaay too much Elder Scrolls Online. I have gotten better at producing and you’ll hear that on the new music I will release later this year.

Other than that I’m signing off and will come back when I got some stories to tell. Can’t keep this place looking dry.

Y’all are too much for me

We’re only in the first half of the year and already so much has happened. It’s kinda hard for me to wrap my head around these social constructs that I have either been drawn into or have already taken part in. I can’t really complain about much though, this is how life goes, you just got to play your cards right and hope for the best.

~ keep it all smiles

old people

People need to understand that old people have their own slang.

Just like how today we have weird words that describe certain objects or events, back in the 50’s and 60’s the terminology was way different.

~ keep it all smiles

Matt Bevins, You are very closed minded.

Matt Bevins is stupid. I highly doubt that violent video games are the result of the mass shootings at schools. Also weed is not the reason for the opioid crisis here in KY, it’s Big Pharma who prescribes these drugs to patients in pain. What happens to them? They get addicted and BOOM… druggies are born.

~ keep it all smiles