
Now act like you don’t remember afro sheen……
RIP Mr. Johnson.

Now act like you don’t remember afro sheen……
RIP Mr. Johnson.


The future do I see, however it should be
My mind won’t let me be, it takes control of me
Passion holds the air, submission lost for ware
Does the conscience ever care, dare to question if you dare
It’s coming back for sure, life existing through the lore
Of the many days of yore, hidden away nevermore
The future I do see, to unsettle so subtly
Does it not remember me, free through my history
There is no dishonor in losing, but there is no honor in not learning…….
“Unknown”

It was hot today. The Heat had its best day of the year, causing some to rethink their opinion of The Cold. Whereas The Cold is immediate and bitter, The Heat is relentless and deliberate, smug in its presence while smirking broadly as it encourages unsuspecting people to enjoy its intoxicating warmth. And then without warning The Heat, with assistance from the Sun, intensifies and smiles confidently as more and more we bask in its presence. Vacations, beaches, pools, barbecues, cookouts, parties. And just when we think The Heat likes us it happens, the impending “hottest day of the year”, heat advisories, heat warnings, heat restrictions, closed pools and canceled outdoor activities. And its only July….

“Every Time I Look Into Your Eyes”. Now let’s see if I can make a complete song.
One of Michael’s best songs. I had to try. It’s my first time ever singing it. Gonna get better for sure.