ABSTRACT

I don't believe in Karma. Sure, I believe that for every action, a reaction must occur. What goes up must come down. But Karma? I believe evil people die happy, without consequence, all the time. That's thew whole point of life. Life isn't fair. It is what you make of it. That's the whole point of forgiveness. Why should anyone forgive if the cosmic universe is just going to "settle the score" on its own?           The reason we forgive is because life isn't fair. And when life has us in a chock hold, you won't be served justice. You won't be liberated. You must liberate yourself and those who harmed you. There's no need for Karma if you know how to forgive. In fact, I believe forgiveness is the ultimate karma. To forgive is a blessing upon yourself. It's one of the best gifts you can give yourself.           To forgive is to let go of pain and sorrow. I don't think Karma can do that. Jesus knew what he was talking about. "Love y...

Sometimes a song just takes you back. Back to that certain part of your life. That good memory in time that lives in the bad part of your life.  The part of your life that you don't want to remember. That you forget for a reason. Or the part when you were happy .  Before you were hurt, turned against.  Or before you turned against yourself.  That time of your life when everything was right. When you didn't know what the future was but it was ok because the present was so joyful. Songs are an essence .  Music is a force . It is a symptom of the evolution of man . Songs are killers.  They pull triggers. Triggers of strong emotions. Of strong reactions of life. Of death.  Death of an era . Death of a phase . Of a love. Of best friend. Mostly, songs are about LOVE . Songs are love. Music is love. To love music is to love yourself and life itself. 

I write because I have to. I write because it keeps me pure. Keeps me holy. Keeps my sanity. I write because my words are profound and detailed to the point of causing joy, sadness and heartbreak all @ the same time.  Im chasing a high right now. A high that cannot be caught. A high that cannot be bought. That can't be grasped or held under glass. In searching for God. Is that true? Where does he live? I know. He lives inside of me. He's standing right in front of me. He's above me, behind me. He's everywhere and yet nowhere.           My soul is so sensitive. Why God? Will he hurt me? Will he abuse me? Or should I trust in him fully and completely because that's what I do for you?  

I SINK I SINK BENEATH EVERYTHING AND I CAN FEEL MY SOUL ALMOST FALL BELOW MY BODY. THE UNIVERSE IS ON THE FOREFRONT BUT MY BODY BODY BELONGS HERE A HUGE EMPTY VAST OPEN SPACE FOR MY SOUL TO EXPLORE  LIKE THE GREAT BUDDHA I NEEDN'T BE SCARED I NEEDN'T BE AFRAID I AM MILLER. I AM CORPORATE. I AM THE STATUE OF LIBERTY. EVERYTHING THAT THE UNIVERSE IS MADE OF LIES INSIDE ME I CAN FEEL OTHER PSYCHICS.  THEIR PAIN. MY BODY SWAYS TO THE RHTHYM AND THE PULSES OF THE WAVES. THAT'S HOW I KNOW I'M CONNECTED.  THE RHTHYM OF THE PULSES THAT I RECEIVE FROM THE WAVES. I SINK