Thoughts Inside the Mind of a Genius.
Phone Blankets, we live in a cold world, a scary world, but we allow the blankets of our phones to keep us warm. This warmth allows us to live within the confines of our happiness without realizing our ignorance of reality shifting towards isolation.
A world of loneliness despite being branded as both social (media) and the ease of connection. We long for authenticity but given the artificial.
The creative process of Paint was unlike anything I’d ever done. Hert dropped in February of 2020 and the next month the whole world stopped. All the hype that I was riding to catapult me into stardom seemed to have been unplugged. I felt like everything had gone to waste, all that effort and sacrifice, just for the entire world to change instantly. I predicted a lot of the things that would eventually come of the world in my book but I never imagined that it would arrive so soon. The year 2084 seemed far enough to not have to deal with the repercussions of my predictions.
I write this, 12:28am… a few drinks in. Guess who’s back? Back again. My second book drops tomorrow. What a journey it has been since my first. The world is vastly different. I am vastly different. Hert changed my life in ways that I never would’ve imagined.
As social chaos in the world rises there’s an uncertainty that we face in the future of society, there are looming dark clouds that seem to have been placed over our heads. This subtle restlessness buzzes in the back of our subconscious minds. We’re fed fear and constantly told to mask our inner feelings because there are more grave problems that exist beyond our own.
June 16, 2014, one of the best hitters to play the game of baseball passed away with a multiple year struggle with cancer. But hitting wasn’t even what made him who he is today… he was a class act. He was a phenomenal person. He was someone who could light up a room and bring life wisdom unlike anyone.
