tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30497896643021513112024-03-13T08:49:28.639-07:00The False Peril of LoveDarshawnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11591231613413226513noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049789664302151311.post-60468447684783151502011-04-07T11:22:00.000-07:002011-04-07T11:23:25.348-07:00Who am I you ask?I know who I am.<br /><br /> I’ve seen where I’ve been<br /><br /> and where I am headed.<br /><br />But who am I,<br /><br /> where did I come from<br /><br /> and what am I doing here?<br /><br />these are the questions still lingering in my mind.<br /><br />A wise soul told me the other day…<br /><br />live your dream before your dream kills you.<br /><br /> I am a dreamer, and my dreams vary like a child with “ADD”.<br /><br />And in my dreams I am much bigger than reality.<br /><br />Ah ha! So there it is…the wall of reality..<br /><br />in my face hunting me down…<br /><br />every time I take a step through it<br /><br /> it reappears in front of me…<br /><br />learning to balance with this wall is my destination<br /><br />the wall is cold<br /><br />solid and deep set<br /><br />my dreams are warm<br /><br />soft and uplifting.<br /><br />Turning everyday life into lucidity is a mission<br /><br />..staying in the eye of one<br /><br />even more of a challenge...Darshawnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11591231613413226513noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049789664302151311.post-62384751435264347672011-03-09T15:37:00.000-08:002011-03-09T15:38:20.037-08:00My House.The house within house<br /><br />once you've been to that place its like there is no turnin back<br /><br />I took a glimpse at the "its not cool anymore train"<br /><br />and watched many of them leave<br /><br />but Im so thankful I stayed.<br /><br />I'm walkin the streets again<br /><br />with my head held high because I know<br /><br />that what I am into is pure.<br /><br />watching the scenes burn<br /><br />and all those hip joints loose grip<br /><br />all lost in the whats new<br /><br />beggin for attention<br /><br />but its love.<br /><br />Love if they only knew<br /><br />that would get them there.Darshawnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11591231613413226513noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049789664302151311.post-47084440454166804392010-12-10T11:43:00.001-08:002010-12-10T11:43:48.392-08:002012I am disappearing<br /><br />Vanishing into thin air<br /><br />As everything becomes everything<br /><br />I enter<br /><br />The Antithesis of your 2012<br /><br /> <br /><br /> <br /><br />Dreams and cycles<br /><br />Irreverant to belief<br /><br />Colors sculpting into clear<br /><br /> Left with nothing<br /><br />Nothing is there<br /><br />Done begging for my reflection<br /><br />Mind melting beats drown on<br /><br />This can’t be your last hand shake<br /><br />What persona will you don?<br /><br /> <br /><br />Float away in the skies<br /><br />Evaporating souls<br /><br /> <br /><br />My new dimension<br /><br /> <br /><br />Eclipsed by your beauty night sky<br /><br />Bathed by your sun<br /><br /> <br /><br />Everything becomes everything<br /><br /> <br /><br />We all become one<br /><br />Darshawnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11591231613413226513noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049789664302151311.post-8801199413871297222010-11-17T12:09:00.000-08:002010-11-17T12:10:02.721-08:00The 2010 Standoff~The dust has not even settled yet<br /><br />On what I would call a year of tremendous change<br /><br />Soo little that I can’t even completely reflect clearly yet<br /><br />With one more event on the horizon, my best friends departure,<br /><br />I am left with silence.<br /><br />And wonder<br /><br />Where is my life headed..<br /><br />I typically do not care about these thoughts<br /><br />I understand that it doesn’t matter..<br /><br />That I am simply here for the ride.<br /><br />But as waves of focus begin to hypnotize me<br /><br />I become paralyzed pondering my so called future<br /><br />Glittered with movements of hope and love in my new engagement<br /><br />I am satisfied in a different manner, I am happy with her.<br /><br />My big dreams of sorts (always too big for me most would say)<br /><br />Left unbeaten<br /><br />And in comes another beat…another rhythm..<br /><br />My enemy staring at me from across the room<br /><br />Wondering when I will begin..<br /><br />This old western standoff all a little too familiar<br /><br />Which holster will I take from<br /><br />My spirit or my earthly soil<br /><br />Or may I finally draw them both together?<br /><br /> <br /><br />BAM!!! BAM!!!!! BAM!!!!!!!!<br /><br /> <br /><br />My integration is not finished.<br /><br /> <br /><br />So bring on 2011..I cannot wait…<br /><br /> <br /><br />because when I bring substance to my spirit…<br /><br /> <br /><br />then the lights will turn on.Darshawnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11591231613413226513noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049789664302151311.post-13514206409311910222010-09-02T10:21:00.000-07:002010-09-02T10:22:42.713-07:00Self Love~~beautiful, disintegrating and exploding particles of light<br />which make up my life<br />wrapping my life in warmth<br />I'm shedding my last layers of weight in gold<br />I am beginning to understand my departure now<br />will I recognize your light on the other side?<br />I've shed tears for you oh sun, the last 13 days<br />looking at my reflection with the sternest of grins...<br />you make me proud.Darshawnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11591231613413226513noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049789664302151311.post-13552693676676839092010-06-28T19:51:00.000-07:002010-06-28T19:54:44.923-07:00We are winning~!<meta name="Title" content=""> <meta name="Keywords" content=""> <meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"> <meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"> <meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"> <meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"> <link rel="File-List" href="file://localhost/Users/shawngray/Library/Caches/TemporaryItems/msoclip1/01/clip_filelist.xml"> <!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <o:documentproperties> <o:template>Normal</o:Template> <o:revision>0</o:Revision> <o:totaltime>0</o:TotalTime> <o:pages>1</o:Pages> <o:words>139</o:Words> <o:characters>795</o:Characters> <o:lines>6</o:Lines> <o:paragraphs>1</o:Paragraphs> <o:characterswithspaces>976</o:CharactersWithSpaces> <o:version>11.1280</o:Version> 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{size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} --> </style> <!--StartFragment--> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA">We are winning~</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA">Why are we so hell bent on the end?</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA">I know its hard to watch shit go down the way it has</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA">But instead of waiting for that end Lets dance now.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA">We are winning~</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA">Why do we allow the grind to interfere on our freedom?</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA">Have we really fallen to the idea that fun has a price?</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA">I don’t know about you but good friends and a beer can go a long long way.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA">We are winning~</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA">I know you may feel disgruntled, or you may be so caught up in the grind that </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA">These words may move right past you…</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA">But I ask you to stop for one moment, and lift that veil that the media portrays</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA">We are not helpless in matters, we just haven’t learned yet how to believe.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA">If I have anything to offer this world it is an example of how to believe…</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA">We are winning~</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA">We don’t have to believe in a god,</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA"><span style=""> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA">If you have enough security in your own spirit you will be able to trust people~</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA">And only until we trust eachother will we begin to grow..</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA">And understand</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA">We are winning~</span></p> <!--EndFragment--> Darshawnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11591231613413226513noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049789664302151311.post-44318590978384374572010-06-20T22:00:00.000-07:002010-06-20T22:05:52.203-07:00Do you sense the change?<meta name="Title" content=""> <meta name="Keywords" content=""> <meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"> <meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"> <meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"> <meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"> <link rel="File-List" href="file://localhost/Users/shawngray/Library/Caches/TemporaryItems/msoclip1/01/clip_filelist.xml"> <!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <o:documentproperties> <o:template>Normal</o:Template> <o:revision>0</o:Revision> <o:totaltime>0</o:TotalTime> <o:pages>1</o:Pages> <o:words>96</o:Words> <o:characters>549</o:Characters> <o:lines>4</o:Lines> <o:paragraphs>1</o:Paragraphs> 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{mso-style-parent:""; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} --> </style> <!--StartFragment--><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA">Do you hear the heart beat?</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA">Pulsating in your ear</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA">The volume is raising</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA">Pulling us out of fear</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA">I sat back for a while</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA">voice lodged deep inside</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA">…Then something came to me</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA">I couldn’t stop this if I tried</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA">Everything is changing</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA"><span style=""> </span>in 2010 </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA">tell me what is this energy</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA">has the physical met its end?</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA">Want to stop but its rollin</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA">Comin by or comin thru</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA">Wanna know a little secret</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA">We are just waiting for you</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA">come out of your shell now</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA">ricochette right off the stars</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA">feel the drumbeats groovin on</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA">as the soul moves through the bars</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA">you can feel your body sway </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA">anyway you choose to groove</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA">once you hear that voice inside</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="CA">its up to you to choose~</span></p><!--EndFragment--> Darshawnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11591231613413226513noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049789664302151311.post-74826204363990695182010-04-30T14:03:00.000-07:002010-04-30T14:18:05.787-07:00The Grand OpeningI've spent the last week re-opening.<br />Emotions rushing in from every direction.<br />It's an organic high.<br />My vision is re-focused<br />Watching all of my efforts come into fruition<br />is leaving me with more hope and more strength.<br />Like a magic sunrise off the desert hills<br />another day and moment is born<br />and I am on fire in all directions.<br />The great one has left me another sparkle of glory.<br /><br />All because I dare to follow my heart.Darshawnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11591231613413226513noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049789664302151311.post-61031508554148305072010-04-21T19:30:00.000-07:002010-04-21T20:47:52.099-07:00The Last of 'Holding On'The build up is intense.<br />Alone time shouldn't feel this good<br />but it does.<br />Its amazing to me the irony in how much I care about others<br />but right now I'm pushing you away.<br />I need to give myself endlessly to you.<br />I know its my hearts calling, but its the realization of<br />unfinished business within myself that scares me.<br />Soo many pressures that I defy.<br />age, race, sex, politics,religion...walls of garbage...<br /><br />My heart sings through all of this mess.<br />I am dancing on your planet like a whirling Dervish<br />begging you to be free with me.<br />but its the begging that has me stumbling<br />why am I so concerned about you all?<br /><br />I have been thinking about this alot lately..<br />I know most subscribe to the theory and I do as well<br />that we have to make ourselves happy first right?<br />but what happens if ..<br />what continues to keep me happy is giving YOU a smile?<br /><br />Im not some preachy fool who doesn't understand my own objectives.<br /><br />I understand them clearly.<br /><br />I know what I am working for and why I am doing it.<br /><br />I'm not lofty and I'm not dreaming.<br />I know without a doubt the human potential.<br />I know YOUR potential.<br />I am not going to subscribe to cynicism or ego.<br />I know a million books and hours of research can not tell you how to listen to your own heart.<br /><br />I guess what terrifies me is how far the world will push me away<br />as I defy its morals, its political correctness, and its boundaries<br />while I take a stand for you.<br /><br />I'll die one day<br />but I'll die knowing I loved.Darshawnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11591231613413226513noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049789664302151311.post-14670805835801619982010-04-12T14:09:00.000-07:002010-04-12T15:00:37.809-07:00Coming Into MotionIs there a pulsating light coming from within? Is it upon the horizon?<br /><br /> I was eating lunch today and feeling this amazing connection with Leo DiCaprio's character in the Titanic..or Emile Hirsch character in Into the Wild..begging to be alone to grasp that glimpse of fate, the meeting of minds, the one chance to be the reminder of life's ride... why do I long for these moments? I guess they simply just feel real to me...<br /><br />Let's see..life altering events this past week??....glimpses of change??....<br /><br /> I'm living in La Jolla for the next 3 weeks?...I miss comforts of HOME. What an amazing concept and how important it is for us all to have it..How my Heart saddens for those that don't have this place...<br /><br />I have taken advantage of being solely responsible for my place of work while the owner is away.. Kind of a last test and examination to myself in thoughts of owning my own little shop one day...<br />How well do I handle stress..How well do I manage??<br /><br />Also lately, a sense of needing alone time has come up from within the last couple of days...It's amazing to me how we can forget the importance of something soo big.... My emotions have been on 'intense' recently.<br /><br />I guess to be honest...<br /><br />I am on fire at all ends right now..feeling some sort of internal countdown....<br />and these emotions are not about to stop. They are real...<br />they flow through every one of us at some point or another.. you know..that constant wonder<br />where is this leading? why is this ride taking such sharp turns?? get me the fuck off!<br /><br />but it can't stop... it won't stop... All we can do is embrace.<br /><br />take every moment just a little bit more serious and yet loosen up just a bit<br /><br />hold my hand dear,<br /><br />as we find out more about ourselves...Darshawnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11591231613413226513noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049789664302151311.post-53798596607103628482010-04-06T16:37:00.000-07:002010-04-06T17:44:36.282-07:00The beginning of the EndWell here goes nothing,<br />My first attempt at the blog world that I feel like has been around for centuries now. I Started my page last September and have come back every other day to stare at its empty screen. Why now? Why begin to map this autonomous thing I call life? I guess I thought it may be interesting to watch a change in my life that is beginning to happen. This change is huge! Or at least it feels big to me. Over the last 11 yrs I have grown tremendously. I have fallen in love and I don't mean the romantic kind. I have always had myself to lean on, but I truly fell in love with my own spirit and this big universe that it contains. Falling in love with something so grand can sure leave you walking around aimlessly. With all of my devoted and passionate spirit, I know it is being left to waste if I find no physical purpose with it. From time to time I dive into peoples lives reflecting for a brief moment, the very beautiful spirit they seem to be having trouble to find. I leave them with this insight and then I move on. I call it my angel technique. But I guess it is the very human spirit that leaves me unidentified and unaccomplished , like it is not enough. Is this my calling...calling my name? Is something bigger on the horizon? May I rapture even more beautiful spirits? I don't know. But I do know with every ounce of my heart I am on the brink of change. On earth, for the last 7 years, I have been a manager of a coffee shop in one location. I love this place. It vibrates with me. It circulates with energy and love. More so than I think most people are aware. The business is now changing hands in June, and my future is uncertain. At the end of May I leave for the mystical land that thousands of bohemians, artists, poets and philosophers go to in search of something more...Peru. Not to mention in August I leave for my first Burning Man. This many life changing events typically do not happen in such a condensed time frame, but it is for me. This is why I know change is on the horizon. <br /> Most people work toward earthly goals, which makes complete sense. My goals are a bit more blurred and not very physical. My goal is to become love. to become infinite. to reach nirvana. to become nothing and everything at the same time. to leave a mark. to give you another smile. This all plays into the aimless walking about I mentioned earlier. At what point can I draw a conclusion of how close I am to my goals? It has to be something I feel. I can no longer explain the work I am putting in towards you. It has to be felt. This brings me to why I keep one foot on the ground, why i work at a coffee shop and why I still search for the physical answer to my dilemma. I hope that this is what the change that I feel approaching is.<br /> My light has to become brighter.Darshawnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11591231613413226513noreply@blogger.com2