Diwali

When moving to San Francisco a couple months back, I was a little apprehensive because I had no where to live at first. But, after looking on the SF State FB page, I found some wonderful people and now share space with them. Most people couldn’t share a living room with others, but I love it because it means that everyday I am opened to new experiences and learn about myself and them.

I am grateful for the time that we have shared, especially celebrating Diwali last night together. Diwali is a Hindu holiday which celebrates the triumph of good, and light, over dark and evil. Dancing, food, and fire crackers are staples, and we managed to pull (almost) all of these off in our apartment. YEaa!!

 

Mystic Valley-Thailand

This past weekend, I worked Mystic Valley Thailand, in Khao Yai National Park. I was blessed enough to talk to two of my favorite artists (Nakadia and Alle Farben) who performed, and take many pictures of many beautiful people and moments (below). <3<3

Favorite artists:

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Nakadia (Thailand). Nakadia is one of Thailand’s most loved underground techno DJs. Even just watching her performance, her charisma and personality sparks laughter and smiles in the crowd from her pure light and energy. She grew up with little resources, and is self-made in every light possible, making her success all the more inspiring and beautiful. After working on her skills in Braunschweig, Germany, in the summer of 2003, she decided to move from rural Isaan in northern Thailand, and she started to DJ and play for European tourists in Koh Samui. She then started touring internationally as she gained fans, and since has been one of the first female DJs from Thailand to gain global recognition.

Br33zzyy Question: What is your favorite part of making music?

Nakadia Answer: To bring people together, to be able to represent my country and bring people a taste of Thailand that they normally don’t get, especially in the Western world, is amazing. I love music’s ability to do that- I bring all my friends onstage, and to be able to have friends from all over the world is awesome. If you have a passion, a drive, a desire to do well- you will always be successful. Every moment of your life will feel precious, and you will infect those around you with happiness- that is what living is all about.

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Alle Farben (Germany). 

Br33zzyy Question: Have you been to Thailand before? How does performing here compare to other places where you have played?

Alle Answer: Yes, I have been to Thailand before, but never to Khao Yai, and I feel blessed. I just played at Koh Phagnan, and it’s a magical place. All of Thailand is. Soon I will be touring in the US- I start out in LA. I’m excited to see California. This is one of the smaller festivals I’ve worked, but that’s nice because when they get too big it’s overwhelming and the vibes can get off-center. You can connect with the crowd and see individuals and their beauty a little bit more easily. Thailand has a vibe different than many other places- the locals are some of the most hospitable people I’ve ever met, and there’s an eclectic expat community that attracts a lot of free spirits (besides all the old dudes trying to get girls). I definitely want to come back to Thailand soon.

 

 

Angkor Wat: an Empty, Hidden Treasure

Some depressing poetry to fit the mood of this beautiful, ancient place that was abandoned after Buddhists took power in Cambodia.

This bus window reminds me of Los Angeles, of dodging people dried out by drugs and the sun, drunk wanderings and eating Thai food. Arguments, lots of them, about things irrelevant, blowing through the air like beautiful dragonflies (ugly upon first glance), but blossoming into beauty, becoming nothing in a sky of love and hate and endless energy.

Did you come to say goodbye? Fire and water were never meant to balance, both selfish in their burns and drowns. Igniting the other, jealous of different strides and the qualities they wish they could both possess.

Distance and time have changed our minds, dreams and goals our spirits. I must be free, free, and you want security because you never had it. I let my flame down to lie, and watched your Grandmother die. I know you regret letting me in, and haven’t been right ever since, but how can love work when we both know that to trust is a sin?

I’m just speaking my mind, I’ve found the path of divine love that will never lead you astray. Once you love what makes you different, you’ll see that we’re all the same, and life is just a greedy game, darling it pains me to see you float away. No time or touch wasted, just growth for ourselves, addicted to each other, love our medicine instead of looking for help.

Lately I’ve been livin like I don’t care if I die, you say we’re too different, we manipulate with words like sweet cherry pie turned sour, too early or too late, always competing for who could have less on their plate, to feel empty inside to match how we’re feelin, if you compare us to others then life will have no meaning.

You say I don’t talk, but I’ll say I love you forever. Just hoping sanity and sanctions stay together, stronger for having known you, learning about my flaws and strengths. Your first true love, I wanted to love life like me, never wanted you to break. I can’t say if things will be better or worse, just know that I have always put you first. I’ll never forget holding your life’s strings in the hospital, playing with fate, for me it was always just love and hate, no one can do the same.

Sometimes I wish I could go back, before I knew the world was so big, now I see the truth and there is no time to waste on unhappy things.

 

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On January 11, Afrika and I went to LACMA. It helped dispel some of the writer’s bloc that I had been feeling, which I captured in the poem below prior to going.

It flows and floats

From off the pen

I don’t want to correct it again

It’s rubbish, it’s trash

I wish it would fix itself

So my brain I wouldn’t have to rack

Make it belong to someone else

It’s my pride, it’s my joy

My precious, my peril

Fertile thoughts that I sometimes wish were sterile

They’re not good enough

Or they’re always too good

Believe in ourselves-

I wish we all could

Griffith Park Abandoned Zoo

On January 8th, Afrika and I visited the abandoned zoo in Griffith Park with our friend Taylor. What ensued were some mystic poetry and photos that could never be captured in the daylight.

 

Hollywood

The setting sun twinkles with
Bits of Hollywood glass
They slice the sunset sky
To make a night with fake airplaned stars
And ask me if
My dreams will last

Day Drinking in West Hollywood

This past January 6th, before I took off for India, model Afrika Sharif and 
I decided to day drink and see where we could end up. We drunk wandered all 
the way from Hollywood Western to West Hollywood for some nice shots before 
the sunset. The following is a poem I wrote later that night thinking about 
the human condition, captured by my expression in the photo above. 


 Who Are We? 

Ordinary is all we seek

Suppressed by praised silence

Of virtual worlds we see and speak

Thinking, not talking, of dreams and violence

 


Old hopes decay in human dust

Dropped on the floor in doubt

Would soar before in self trust

‘Don’t listen to them’ my mangled mind shouts