Miley Cyrus

PLEASE STOP MAKING MUSIC.

PLEASE.

Party in the USA? Really? You try way too hard.

"I know we facin' a recession, but the music you be making gonna make it the GREAT DEPRESSION"

WOMAN of the Day:

I am breaking the rules a bit today to give you my WOMAN of the day.

Beyonce Knowles.

Beautiful, talented, amazing voice, awesome dance moves, sexy body,classy, amazing soul, and did I mention I ENVY HER DAMN VOICE. Heres to you my sexy ladayyyyy.

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Man of the Day:

Omar Rodriguez-Lopez: Lead guitarist of The Mars Volta.
This man can shred, dance, and laugh all at one time. New age Jimi Hendrix.

I am...

I am a starving artist with a big soul and zero time.

I dream about the day that I can call this world mine.

I know if I start here, I will stay here, end here, die here, and that is not an option.

So I'm buying a stairway to...

Jerusalem.

photo by: Rania Khoury

What are you so afraid of?

You run around with your eye lids shut so tight I can hear them screaming,
You act as if the world was handed to you so you can sit around dreaming

I have decided to erase the fork that has lead my path to yours,

For I no longer want or need to feel the dread of a heavy load

You are a burden to society with your lack of sophistication,
You seem to embarrass yourself with your lack of dedication
I once had a dream about a man who could stand taller than a tower,
But his lack of inhibitions knocked him down so hard into a coward

Oh how the perceptions and deceptions of life are so closely intertwined,
For I see a close resemblance to that man and your lethargic mind
You think the world owes you something for your participation on this earth,
With my deepest regards I tell you, you are nothing more than another birth

One day you will wake up to realize your internal clock has been set off,
You have reached the end of nothing completed and nothing lost
You can't have something if you have nothing to compare it with,
For when you have nothing, you might as well have never lived.

First day.

The last thing I want is for you to think I am two-faced.

So ask your questions, I won't tell any lies, honestly baby, I have nothing to hide. I'll speak the truth, with all my heart, make you understand, I believe in my faults.

My words speak truth,my blood bleeds red, my heart speaks love, the rest is unsaid.

I feel like I wear my heart out on my sleeve for a reason.

A reason only you can see, I understand all things you feel, your mind, your heart, your soul, are so real .

I consider this a blessing, from all that I have known, I close my eyes, feel the heat coming out of my bones.

And now I am left here, with the memory of us, betraying all truth, in the pit of my gut.

Emotions run deep, in the light of despair, the deeper you get, the more you run out of air.

Suffocating your feelings, and washing your mind, the black starts to rush, through most of your mind.

But I am that last, bit of little light, like a lighter igniting, the last bit of your fight.