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MizzleRocks
I am a human. I am flawed just like all other humans. I feel and express myself, just as you do. I love and I hate. I laugh and I cry. I bleed and I mend.
I am a musician. I bare my soul from behind a guitar and my lyrics are my experiences. I write from the heart and my inspiration is my life. Be it a life of pain, a life of fury, or a life of immeasurable joy, it is there for all to see.
I am a comedian. I laugh at things most people would find distasteful. I speak of things that most people would consider inapt and I am generally tactless.
I am an advocate. I have ardent views on the way people are treated and I am constantly pushing the envelope of equality.
I am passionate. I profess my love, or the lack there of, of all things avidly, be it music, art, beauty, food, nature, or just life in general.
In this blog, you will see a possibly unexpected range of posts. One day I may be focused on the political climate of current events, the next day I could be focused on sharing great music. Sometimes I might find a funny picture that I feel the entire world needs to laugh at, other times I will share my poetry with you.
No matter the context of my emotions, you can rest assured that you will find only guileless truth and sincerity.
I hope you enjoy your experience here as much as I enjoy sharing it with you.
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brain itches Theme by Adam Holwerda.
I am a musician. I bare my soul from behind a guitar and my lyrics are my experiences. I write from the heart and my inspiration is my life. Be it a life of pain, a life of fury, or a life of immeasurable joy, it is there for all to see.
I am a comedian. I laugh at things most people would find distasteful. I speak of things that most people would consider inapt and I am generally tactless.
I am an advocate. I have ardent views on the way people are treated and I am constantly pushing the envelope of equality.
I am passionate. I profess my love, or the lack there of, of all things avidly, be it music, art, beauty, food, nature, or just life in general.
In this blog, you will see a possibly unexpected range of posts. One day I may be focused on the political climate of current events, the next day I could be focused on sharing great music. Sometimes I might find a funny picture that I feel the entire world needs to laugh at, other times I will share my poetry with you.
No matter the context of my emotions, you can rest assured that you will find only guileless truth and sincerity.
I hope you enjoy your experience here as much as I enjoy sharing it with you.
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falling in love…
I’ve wondered why it was called falling. It is only now that I’m crawling out of the hole that I once called love that I realize why. Falling in love isn’t so bad as long as it lasts, but when it’s over, you feel more like you’ve fallen in a grave.
This night is sparkling.♥ on we heart it / visual bookmark #5181362
my life? yeah… :/
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This might be one of the coolest things I’ve ever seen.
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This is neato fundito!!
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Time for Change
It’s so tempting to run away
I’m so ready to leave
What’s holding me back?
Nothing to do with it, there’s nothing attached
I don’t know where I’m going
but I have to go soon
and I don’t know what I’m doing
but I can’t keep looking for you
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The horizon is changing,
but I stay the same.
I’ve tried to be perfect…
I am naught, but shame.
I’ve loved you too deeply.
I loved you too true.
You’ve led me so darkly
and I played your fool.
So, I’m not the one.
I’m not your valiant dream.
I have come undone.
I hardly silence the scream.
The horizon is bleeding
and I feel the pain.
I know I’m not perfect,
but I didn’t know I was so…
unworthy of you.
Me too, buddy! too bad i am one.
Fag drag anyone? from the back of the scoot about…? now that’s drama!
Zombie Walk 2009
Here’s a joke that made me snicker.
Two Rednecks, Jim and Dave, are sitting at their favorite bar, drinking beer. Jim turns to Dave and says, “You know, I’m tired of going through life without an education. Tomorrow I think I’ll go to the Community College and sign up for some
classes.” Dave thinks it’s a good idea, and the two leave.
The next day, Jim goes down to the college and meets the Dean of Admissions, who signs him up for the four basic classes: Math, English, history, and Logic.
“Logic?” Jim says. ”What’s that?”
The dean says, “I’ll give you an example. Do you own a weed eater?” “Yeah.” “Then logically speaking, because you own a weed eater, I think that you would have a yard.”
“That’s true, I do have a yard.” “I’m not done,” the dean says, “Because you have a yard, I think logically that you would have a house.”
“Yes, I do have a house.” “And because you have a house, I think that you might logically have a family.”
“Yes, I have a family. “I’m not done yet. Because you have a family, then logically you must have a wife. And because you have a wife, then logic tells me you must be a heterosexual.”
“I am a heterosexual. That’s amazing, you were able to find out all of that because I have a weed eater.” Excited to take the class now,
Jim shakes the Dean’s hand and leaves to go meet Dave at the bar.
He tells Dave about his classes, how he is signed up for Math, English, History, and Logic.
“Logic?” Dave says, “What’s that?” Jim says, “I’ll give you an example. Do you have a weed eater?” “No.”
“Then you’re a queer
Ex-Gay Group Calls Hate Crime Laws “Anti-Ex-Gay”
Are there any “ex-gays” following me? I hope so, because i want you to read my next sentence…
YOU ARE FUCKING STUPID!
I wrote this a while ago, back when Prop 8 was passed. It seems relevant again… what, with the raid at Eagle Atlanta and the refreshed ferosity of the LGBTQ Community. Just what we needed to get the ball rolling on Equality.
Villainy’s Path to Higher Comprehension
Oh, thine fickle nature. How it has grazed my torment.
Thou hast taken hold of me and of mine soul, and led me unto darkness.
What have I done to offend thine pleasure and cause such indifference? Have I angered thine desire, so to cause such ill reaction?
Like a pebble tossed aside with thoughtless apathy, thus is mine heart.
I muse upon these questions and thine dealings with ever growing curiosity. The phenomenon of our meet seemed to be the summit of mine intervention. This shroud of empty questing is fading, finally to be replaced with the verity of mine own purpose.
I am not he who is with erroneous intention.
It is thee…
This radiance that doth gleam above me also enters into my being and draws me to recovered confidence.
I owe thee immense gratitude for thine role in this, my refreshed acuity.