Listen to that little voice as much as possible and before you know it, you’ll be where you need to be. Synchronicity is a powerful force. Sorry for the slow posts. But I’ve been prioritizing more lately, and I’ve got to say I am really feeling the meaning in life lately, and have been for some time. I’ll take meaning over happiness any day. Kempeh’s tunes only add to that meaning. Enjoy.
Back again with a Smunday Chillin’, a Sunday Chillin’ posted on Monday cause colds require an attention toward a familiar flick rather than a creative tick. So I watched old cartoon reruns and vegged out in bed while temporarily hampering my lifelong search for fulfillment by ingratiating the cosmos. Enjoy this short but sweet mix by FloFilz and Wun Two.
The slight smile before the watery eyes, a drip of light cascading from your mind. I feel like I’m dreaming but I can’t sleep cause I’m focused on the seeds of what we’re building here. I’m not one to steer you away, but I’ve gotta say it’s looking pretty great.
Haven’t posted in almost 2 weeks. Been incredibly busy. I don’t see an end in sight for this blog any time soon, but sometimes life gets hectic and the blog isn’t as much of a top priority anymore. It is very dear to me though, and I will always come back. Enjoy this Christmas-y mix by, you guessed it, engelwood.
Underground Wrestling is pretty fun to watch, not gonna lie. If you live in the San Francisco Bay Area, I highly recommend trying to attend an event.
Some more chill beats today. Guess I’ve been in that mood lately.
Uhhhhh I have nothing to say about this photo. I opened MS paint not know what I was doing. Enjoy…? Anyway, Julian Avila is great. Posted one of his songs yesterday, but feel like I need to share some more of his stuff today, alongside dyalla. I have yet to hear a bad track by dyalla. Going to be listening all week.
Somedays life is clearer than others. Sometimes the rain falls faster in the Summer. And in between is when time feels slow.
To take a walk in the drizzle, to read a book and eat with friends, to gently type away at a burning curiosity, of answers to questions I think I know.
I can’t let myself believe in the superlative. There is no best. There is no most. There is only the matter of love and growth.
Live today for tomorrow, die today while borrowing time from another, ask yourself if you’re truly alright or just playing it all for the show.