Topsy Turvy

I made my way over to the US/Mexico border this weekend. It’s surreal seeing the object of so much controversy up close and personal. The way everyone goes on about it, you almost expect the wall to be this giant monstrosity waiting to keep out the worst of the worst human beings. Yet, there I was and all I could think was it’s not the wall that makes the monsters, but the people who sit by in silence watching injustice unfold over the fight for this wall.

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“Gotta hit the road for my sanity”

I’m excited to hit the road tomorrow. Open road, fast car, me alone with my thoughts and good music filling the car. Traveling is a solitude for me. That being said, I want some suggestions on who I should listen to.

For sure “Revenge of the Dreamers III” will be listened to a few times lol

(“Oh Wow..Swerve” hit home too well…”I know it’s better to be asleep, that’s why we hate the alarm”…never want it to be this way. Wanna stay doing what I love so much, don’t even need an alarm, real life be feeling like a dream sometimes) I love listening to new albums on the road 😀

Side note, I am more prone to listening to hip hop or R&B/soul. I know I know, I should be more open-minded, but here we are lol

Anyways, leave your suggestions and new post coming either Sunday night or Monday!

– NewFlame


Trust is a two way street. Sometimes being a flame doesn’t mean your flame is the brightest or hottest. I get burned too. Be honest about your feelings. Stop with the BS. We were fortunate to be babies born into the age of technology booming with different means of communication, yet we were unfortunate enough to be part of the same generation that relies on the failure of relationships. Think about that. We have more trust that someone is going to hurt us than in the faith of another person who may GENUINELY care about us. Really think about that. Who’s really doing the hurting there? The one we THINK is going to hurt us or ourselves? I for one want to have more faith…yea, I get it. I’m stupid nice for thinking this way. But, you? Well, if you don’t have the heart to try, well then, you’re more lost than I am.

– Cheers!

I Smile

The screen in front of me indicated I had an hour and a half until my flight took off. As I watched the minutes tick by the thoughts in my head began fighting for my attention. There were so many of them. It was as though each thought was an individual voice and they were all trying to make their voice the loudest in my mind. My heart was racing along with my thoughts, both trying to outrun the other. I brought my hand to my heart in a futile attempt to try to calm myself. The world began spinning.

I didn’t know what I was going to do. I had to make this flight. My breathing became shallow. I just had to make this flight. Continue reading “I Smile”

Deserve Better

I want to say that I can recognize real pretty well on my own. As a matter of fact, I want to say that I’ve grown pretty accustomed to recognizing who all is real with me and who all spends their time fucking with my heart and mind. If you came for something deep, then know that this post will be straight from the heart and a vent session. So, if that works for you, then feel free to keep reading, otherwise, I won’t be offended if you close out of this right here.

You know what I can’t stand? When you open yourself to someone and you think they are doing the same with you, but then the games kick in. I cannot for the life of me understand why people run. I hate that this generation, mainly my own and the one after me, has built this mentality that makes it OK to run; to run when things get too hard, too vulnerable…too real. Continue reading “Deserve Better”


It is written…I went on a journey to try and get back to my roots. I had booked a trip with no return flight home. I needed to go so far from here. I needed to breathe and every time I thought of home, it was visions of different places, waking up to a new sunrise in a new city. Continue reading “Maktub”

Paths Worth Walking

You ever encounter a situation in which the life you live is reflected back at you in bright shining lights; the likes of which you cannot avoid or run from. I’m reading a story which keeps telling in more ways than one that the person in my life I thought was supposed to be by my side forever and thereafter is actually not for me at all. Continue reading “Paths Worth Walking”