February 2010
57 posts
“‘Where is the Sea?’ asked the Fish.”
The Road was Colored INDIGO..
(I write these blogs with the idea that you all are reading them in order. So if you haven’t read “Tap In” and “Fight the Syndrome”, you may get lost in the things I’m about to talk about.) But focusing. In an hour’s time, I found myself going from “Dancing-in-my-Socks” Chipper to Painfully Depressed this Thursday night. The Supreme Court...
(01/28/10) THE J*DaVeY EXTRAVAGANZA!
I happen to be a Textbook Aquarius, from the Wild Blue Yonder Zip Code all the way down to having poor circulation in my legs when my thoughts go to negative currents, and the 27th was my birthday. So it almost seemed too good to be true that my favorite act of all time, yes, the visceral J*DaVeY, posted on Twitter that they would be performing in San Francisco on the 28th. So I rounded up 13...
Love (Fight The Syndrome)
I’m going to simplify this for you.
Nothing in this world matters. It doesn’t matter what you invent. It doesn’t matter what you accomplish. (And here’s one you don’t hear very often.) It doesn’t matter how much you know. Yea, you read that right. Coming for me, Stephen the Hoosh; it doesn’t matter what you know. You know why? Because you are wrong! You...
“‘Where is the Sea,’ asked the Fish.”
Tap In.
Life is a dizzying little venture. You can’t do anything in excess… anything. You can’t breathe too much, can’t drink water too much, can’t fuck too much… nothing. Life must be lived like walking the Tightrope. Never too high and never too low. Not too egotistical or too deflated. Balanced. But remain in the Danger Zone. That’s why the Tightrope is...
Into the Trees...
Photography via The Hoosh…
None of these photos were edited. Imagine that.
How do you go back to a world of concrete and suburbia after an adventure like that…? Why can’t we have sights like these everywhere? Why can’t we coexist? Reality is reality. But we should all take time out of our day to...
We're to start at the End... and work to the...
I am Stephen the Hoosh:
I’m just a Starry-Eyed soul with voices in his Ears. And No, they don’t just tell me what I want to hear. I tend to be the guy either shooting off Fireworks, or studying people aloofly. People are fascinating, and I want to dissect them- figuratively- and see them from every Dimension. Life is so full of Wonderment, and you simply can’t afford to live it...