yellow roses and unknown white flowers

I think I have a passionate love for this song

Ribbon in the Sky- Stevie Wonder

…and maybe also Wonder’s beautiful talent.

us and them

Teddy Pendergrass died, and, apparently, so has my blog. And so, another attempt at resurrection… (for my blog, not Teddy… sorry to disappoint)

I never seem to know what to blog anymore. Preferably, I like to gather my thoughts about my life and sum it up coherently, maybe get a little philosophical, and possibly gain some insight through doing all that. However, it’s too much pressure and work. This is JUST a fucking blog whose words will be deemed insignificant, lost in the internet space.

I don’t know what to say next, so I’m just gonna leave y’all with this video. How these neighbors can prioritize complaining about drum-playing over domestic abuse is beyond me, but huffing and puffing about it won’t do much good. I just have to do my part to speak up in these type of situations or anything else like it. This is when silence is NOT golden at all.

light a candle

A post in dedication to the great R&B/Soul singer Teddy Pendergrass, who died today

morning mormons

I woke up from a 12-hour sleep with a potentially sick throat. Groggily, I was about to surf the internet when I heard the door bell rang. I peered outside the window to see two dressed-up boys with backpacks… and JESUS CHRIST tags on their front pockets. One of them saw me, so I opened the door but left the screen between us. The one who saw me introduced himself and his buddy, saying that they’re going around to talk to people about Jesus Christ. He asked me if I am religious. I said, “No, I’m an Atheist.”

MorBoy: [groan] “Aw, why is that?”
Me: “Well, there’s no solid evidence of any kind of God.”
Morboy: “There’s no solid evidence of no God either.”

He stumped me. I didn’t have any retort. In my defense, I really did just wake up and in no clear consciousness to debate with these Mormons. Moving on, he asked if there was any service they can do for me.

Me: “Service? What kind of service?”
Morboy: “We can take out the trash for you… [There were more service, but this is all I remember.]…”
Me: “Oh no… it’s okay. Thank you though”

He proceeded on to giving me their card. I asked, “So are you guys against gay marriage?” (Of course they are but I just wanted to hear their response).

He responded, “We believe a marriage should be between a man and a woman, but they should get the same rights because we are all human beings.”

And that was my Mormon morning.

the hendrix high

Red House – Jimi Hendrix

‘Cos if my baby don’t love me no more.
I know her sister will.

This song sounded extra amazing tonight. My body reclined on the couch, while his guitar riffs strike through my cloudy mind. My friends were doing god-knows-what in the kitchen, but I didn’t care. I just wanted to listen to Jimi.