It’s been a while since I’ve crafted some tunes with a musical instrument. I need to change that very soon after writing and performing this poem.
I usually don’t post about things besides my spoken word stuff or music on here, but I would like to remind you wonderful people that I do other stuff, too.
For example, I review some movies at a little place called Iridium Eye: http://iridiumeye.wordpress.com
The thing is that I don’t review the typical Hollywood blockbuster stuff. My emphasis is on critiquing the following kinds of visual media:
-Art house cinema
-Random obscure movies
Cinema has been a passion of mine, and I like to give my thoughts on media that you may or may not have heard of. I give my honest opinions on why I like or dislike something even if it’s against what most other critics (professional or otherwise) believe. I also use some snarky humor from time to time, mention some fun facts about a movie or series, and I also give an option for a viewer to adjust the score if their tastes are different than mine since I know not everyone will agree with me.
If you want to check out some films, animation, documentaries, or anything off the beaten path, then feel free to check out Iridium Eye for reviews every Saturday.
Once again, it’s http://iridiumeye.wordpress.com.
I have a hard time smiling most days anyway regardless of the situation.
It’s been very rough for me in these past few days.
I lost my Grammy Gloria, and it just saddens me.
She’s in that picture with my Granddad James Curtis Bland who passed away when I was 12 years old. In case, you’re wondering, I’m named after his middle name.
My Grammy lived to be 89 years young as she lived a full life being a great mother to my mom, aunt and uncle. Then eventually becoming a great grandmother to my sister, cousin, and I. She always wanted the best for me and she had lots of people who loved her.
I feel bad because this was unexpected and I just yearn to tell her that I love her and care about her again.
Grammy, may the angels welcome you in the great pearly dimension. Tell Grandad I said hello. You’re both reunited in a place where there’s no more suffering.
You may be gone on Earth, but I’ll never forget the amazing memories I’ve had with you during my lifetime.
From your loving grandson,
This has been a painful week so far and I’m still processing everything.
My Grammy died earlier this week and I want to do something in her memory.
I made a Katauta that’s dedicated to her, but I’m also going to put another post later today about how I’ve been feeling after the fact.
RIP: Gloria Bland. You’ve lived a great life and you are loved so much.
I wish you could come back and really show how much I care about you.
The ambivalence of forgiving or fighting back is such an arduous one.
Either way, I won’t be anyone’s whipping boy.
I finally made it to the halfway point of my little challenge.
Look at that, I briefly scream in this video. I had to restrain some of my rage in this performance.
The seconds are drained away as I stay ever diligent.
Not everything is well and me being sick didn’t help.