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.
Sep
25

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.