change.

with a change comes results. be it good or bad, change is inevitable.
some of us take to change like ducks to water. others, like water to a duck.

there's a massive change happening at work soon. one so massive, its gonna rock some boats. it already has mine.

what would you do if you've been having coffee all this while, and suddenly had to change to tea? how about going from right-hand drive to left?
right, i'll make it eady for you. change your watch to the other wrist.

crud, i thought it was good for change. that it'd ruffle up some feathers, give a little kick up the arse where its needed.

i thought wrong.

what do you do when somebody presses the fast forward button and forgot about it? we're going into overdrive here, its a 15 minute shopping spree that lasts a whole minute. either somebody pulls the brakes on this thing or we're all gonna crash!

see you in the afterlife.

last nite a dj saved my life

more specifically, boy george saved my life with a wicked vocal house set that brought back memories of my first club nites.

sneaking out of the windows to walk that click up the hill to a joint that brought out the inner selves of those who trudged thru its doors. a newbie to the dance scene, meaningless bleeps and drums that didn't matter at all to one brought up on a diet of hiphop, soul and rnb. it was an experiment, a dare, a risk. a journey.

i never did get out of the rabbit-hole. it brought me deeper and deeper into the recesses of my mind, every nook and cranny wasn't left unturned. space and time took on a fifth element. reality went on a dimensional ride of sorts, bringing me on a whirlwind of theory and practice. i was shown an art that was archaic but yet was far ahead of itself in time, it came thru as a coded language. i learned something new that nite.

the science of the broken beat.

shades of graey

shades of graey

welcome to my world.

system check

online.