Unchain Your Mind | Not My Will...

3:31am and I've been awake since 2am. Might as well write...I've been procrastinating, a horrible habit that I can't seem to shake. But in my defense, I work best under pressure. 

I was reading back through some of my old posts. "Open Doors II" was written two years ago and I vaguely remember writing that post. When I first started this blog, I had no idea what I would be doing with my poetry by now. I have mentioned times where I've been offered a contract with a label to record a Spoken Word CD & had to pass it up for various reasons. But in 2011, I spoke today into existence. I spoke to those closed doors and I unchained my mind. 

While in Korea, I decided to put more time into what makes me come alive: POETRY. I put my heart and soul into my writing and before I left Korea, God put the right people in my path for specific reasons. I met a friend and fellow poet who didn't even realize how much her talent, confidence in who she was, and insecurities inspired me. We built our first home in Korea together: a 10ft wide stage with 1 microphone. We founded, advertised, and hosted the largest open mic for soldiers in all of South Korea called "Poetic Action". I felt at peace up there when I spit. I helped people. I reached their innermost emotions & inspired some to write. 

In December 2012 I was asked to sign to another publisher & make a Spoken Word CD. It was finally time. But we all know that nothing worth having comes easily. I was leaving Korea in two months...that wasn't a lot of time to make a quality CD if I wasn't in the studio 24-7. Everyday I would wake up at 0500, go to work, get off at 430, be on the train(no vehicle in Korea) by 500, & in the studio until midnight. Two...months...straight. 

End result...Original tracks: free. Studio time: free. Becoming a registered songwriter/poet: free. Releasing my very first cd on iTunes, debuting it at my last Poetic Action, and selling out: ABSOLUTELY PRICELESS!! God is truly an amazing God and knows when to say "Yes." and "Wait, not yet." I am an International Spoken Word Recording Artist. Fancy right?!

Sleep has finally found me. 

Unchain your mind and do what makes you come alive. 

Unchain Your Mind | Don't Call It A Comeback

Death has an abrupt way of giving you a deeper perspective on reality. Tonight, I just want to write. Not about anything in particular, but I want to write. I often debate between making a vlog and continuing my blog. People don’t really take the time to read much of anything anymore. Society has gotten so engulfed in ridiculous and imitation reality that they aren’t in touch with actual reality and people; the people that have real problems. Not the Basketball Wives, Being Amish, and whatever else.

I would do a vlog, but I’m too self conscious and think that the true essence of it would be drowned by shallow comments. No, I don’t have any type of deformities…my lisp doesn’t count…but I just want to express myself.  I’m privately open. See past the oxymoron for what I truly meant.

I kept putting off updating this blog for the longest. I didn’t feel like my life was interesting enough. But that’s not for me to judge. I have no idea who my story could help, inspire, or motivate. A few days ago, a girl that I knew back in high school passed away after battling cancer for almost 5yrs. She began to blog about her life with cancer the beginning of this year. I didn’t really follow it much. But when she passed, I was REALLY affected. I didn’t cry; I wept. I knew her to be a great person that was always smiling and so did everyone else that came in contact with her. She left this world while her husband and 4yr old daughter hold on to cherished moments and memories. But she inspired me in so many ways.

I don’t know what I’m going to do to honor her just yet, but I have to find something. If ever I’m famous, I’ll have to accredit some of my drive and motivation to her. We weren’t friends in high school or as adults. The only time I remember having any type of real interaction with her was in our sophomore psychology class when we clowned the teacher 24/7. But her life and her story was enough. I can say that I loved her and didn’t even know her. She was awesome. So I’ll do this, for her.

R.I.P. Camrn Turner
“The mind is stronger than the body. God is stronger than my mind.”

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