the only thing that separates us in the space bar

so i just wrote this out of what

i was feeling or thinking at that 

moment.

enjoy.

i am the car that drives you
i am the voice that you hear
i am the soap that cleans you
you are the light in my year
we are the air they breathe
they are the ocean that ripples
we are the sun thats hot.
they are the ice thats melting
i am the space of time
you are the time of space
i am the plane that flies
you are the wind that guides
they are the ground below
they are begging us to visit
we bother our selves
they leave us alone
you are the sight
i have the sore eyes
i am the muscle
you are my goddess
they are the soilders
they obey
we are castles and hierarchy
they fall from the tree
i am the bad news
you are the good news
they are the judge
only good things come in twos 
we are kids in the sand
you are my woman
i am your man
you are the strings
i am my fingers
they are the audience
they are the enjoyers
we are the supporters
i am insane
you are in sane
they are out of sane
i am the thumb
you are the lighter
they are the fire
they existed
you are the white
i am the black
they are the grey 
they are the colour 
i am the salt
you are the pepper
they are the food
they taste so good
we are photography
i am the picture taker
you are the model
you are beautiful
they are the lens
the lens that sees what i see
you are gorgeous
i am honest
they should care
you are the souls of my shoes
i am what laces you together
they are the wood that scream
they are jealous of our freedom
we are proud
i am the city
you are the town
they are the world
yet to be found.
together we leave no room
for separation.

i sense something.

something i came up with

after meeting a special person.

 

they check the bag and throw it 

there's no turning back now.

the turbines twist, it opens its arms

we climb sky high into the night.

we're two hours from our lives

they all kissed you and said goodbyes

no but not me, what a surprise.

your sitting and thinking and wondering

what makes this feeling turn.

missing you has to be worse then this burn.

vintage is the word

a lot of people living in the billy b are hip, cool, jazzy, funk, or indie. so they shop at vintage old clothes stores, wear other peoples older clothes to look good now. who would have thought...

anyways, walking home from the feast yesterday, my brother and i come across this awesome looking vintage store literally visible from our apartment. we mean business. i found some sweet hoodies for the winter season, john told me it was a better idea to wait till it gets cold to buy them though. I did buy a pair of wallabi's though. im wearing them now.

In other news, i am going to t. schreiber today for orientation you can say. i cant wait meet everybody and talk about acting and theory. I feel this is the best step i can take and am taking at the moment. ive never felt so sure about something in these recent months. my brother is also joining me in this fiasco. 

there can never be too many brothers in the entertainment business...never.

leaving florida before it sank

so usually i start things and never finish them, but in such an innocent way. Like, my excuse is that i have a horrible memory and forget i started something in the first place. Alot of times i'll forget my username and password to a website i started or something. but here, thats not the issue, i clicked the "remember me!" button. We're good. 

Anyways, I sit and ponder a lot. Look out my window and think; dam its hot outside, why are there so many delivery trucks being worked on? would the neighbors notice if i jumped in their pool? is today the day i get my big break? Aside from dreaming big i also realize how moving to new york was the best decision i've ever made, except for that day back home i decided to go to mcdonalds and buy a big mac. they screwed up and gave me three pieces of meat...but im not complaining. but yeah, im super happy with buying my one way ticket and moving here with no regrets. At first it was hard you know, this place is dirty, everybody is on the run and never notices you. your just a spec in a sea of flowers, nobody will ever find you. now 6 months later i deal with the pros and cons a lot better. also starting at T. Schreiber studio next week to get my training going. 

so yes, its true. Im glad i left florida before it sank.

MS

The first of many

So this is my very first blog. I used to use myspace, then it became a poetry tool...and now i barely write. So if you don't mind, I am probably going to abuse this page and kind of hit all the subjects and hobbies I partake in. If you're just joining us your late btw... but if you do not know, I moved to New York City about 6 months ago( actually tomorrow will be my 6 month anniversary)

I reside in Williamsburg, Brooklyn which has got to be my favourite place to live thus far. I was living in Astoria, Queens. and I mean, no offense but that place is way to quiet and homey for me. I feel safer around speeding cars and the noisy BQE. I live on top of a pizzeria, I can't complain there. Anyways, this is just a test run to see if Blogger and I can work together to make this thing happen. More soon.

MS