Tuesday, October 30, 2012

OVAD #26

Lest we forget;
A journey is made with the smallest of steps.
In facing a test;
Let go of worry, and just do your best.

While on the quest;
Remember - to grow we must take time to rest.

Friday, August 17, 2012

OVAD #25

Portents of torments to come,
Flashes of plans left undone,
Visions of battles unwon.

Pay them no mind, give them no time, and spare them no dime.

They are only the whispers of shadows,
Fables fabricated by fear,
That will vanish in the sun.

Monday, August 13, 2012

OVAD #24

The greatest vision to ever pass
The full expanse of it I grasped
but for a second, and in that second it was gone
Because I waited far too long

Thursday, July 5, 2012

OVAD #23

Forget perfection.

Forget about that wicked thing;
A thorn-ed rose that naught but stings.

Realize that in its place,
Our brokenness is full of grace.

Friday, June 29, 2012

OVAD #22

The hungry children stand with open mouths
To catch a drop of wisdom on their tongues

This constant thirst, never satisfied
Is the only thing keeping them alive

Wednesday, June 27, 2012

OVAD #21

First mistakes give me the shakes,
Seconds cause a welt.
Third mistakes are mere dull aches,
And fourths are hardly felt.


Monday, June 25, 2012

OVAD #20

The hammer falls to strike again.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

To forge the steel that will demands.

Clang! Clang! Clang! 

Take pause for breath and count to ten.

Out. In. Out. In

Then raise your arm to start again.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Saturday, June 23, 2012

OVAD #19

A while it took, for me to see
My head is where my heart should be

Thursday, June 21, 2012

OVAD #18

The pen is the prophet
Of which we are the profiteers.

Craft spells from ink wells,
Sacred rites on dark nights.

Though my plight is: 'Who am I crafting for?'

Saturday, June 16, 2012

OVAD #17

The first mile.
The hardest mile.
The mile of frost and failing will.

Through heights unknown we press.
Through wind and rain, Through sweat and pain
Through doubt and all the rest.

When all is said and done, We’ll stand out in the sun
To look on fields stretched out below;
Our journey’s just begun

Wednesday, June 13, 2012

OVAD #16

Quiet now.
Let go.
Let quiet go on.
Let now go quiet.
Go on now, let go.
Quiet, on go now:

Tuesday, June 12, 2012

OVAD #15

On the outskirts of sobriety he sits waiting for forgiveness
A loyal companion lays beside his feet, panting from the heat
The world -still turning- left him behind years ago
And never thought to slow enough to let him keep pace

For those who think they turn the world or even keep it spinning
Know that we are no different from this soul who fell from grace
The day will come when we all sit at the same table to eat
And find, for our meal, what we get is what we gave

Monday, June 11, 2012

OVAD #14

My mind skips town when she's around
Her call would send me flying
A smile so bright it lights the night
A voice that leaves me trying

To understand what primal power
This muse has over me
For my own good I'll find a way
To make her leave me be

OVAD #13

More, More, More.
Suck it in to bone and skin.
Drink it deep and drink it well.
Hunger for it night and day.
Thirst for it when fast asleep.
Crave it more upon your wake.
Never stop.
Never, Never, Never.

OVAD #12

Stop your worries little one,
Rest your head, the day is done.
Sleep away your troubled mind
Tomorrow will have time to find
The pieces that you left behind
So take a breath and just unwind

Saturday, June 9, 2012

The Road to No Job

There is a certain expectation that comes along with graduating. It can only be described as 'The Maturity of Independence'. Not only does it feel like the world expects you to have all your marbles in a line, you can't help but expect it of yourself as well.  I have reached this stage in life and find myself lacking.

While all my business friends have worked their way into corporate positions - and because they diligently added to their resumes before graduation - transitioning neatly into the workforce, I am back home in much the same position of inexperience as when I was in first year. Well... darnit.

I guess I should have foreseen this and prepared my transition, but really I had no desire to do so. I still have no desire to do so. The simple truth is, I never want to have a job. At least not one in a purely business sense. When I get into animation I will definitely need to pay my dues, but that won't be work at all. I am currently moving towards that realm but it will take some time for me to get there, and I can foresee at lot more expenses and responsibilities coming my way.

To lighten the oncoming financial load and spur my personal growth, I have decided to pursue the road of entrepreneurship. It will be a learning process but in the end, I hope to build something of worth for myself that will allow me to live comfortably and pursue all the things I want to do.

The journey starts here with the intriguing subject of passive income. Essentially it is money earned by systems that run even when you're not working on them, such as royalties, or advertising. Steve Pavlina does a great job off explaining the principles behind it in his passive income series. I urge you to check it out.

So to kick off my road to independence, here is my first goal:

I will create a new stream of passive income by December 31, 2012, that generates at least $100 per month on average and endures for a minimum of 5 years

Friday, June 8, 2012

OVAD #11

A home that's filled with laughter is the best place you could be.
A shelter from the storm
A hearth to keep you warm
A strength in times of trial
A place to make you smile
A home that's filled with laughter is the best place you could be.

Thursday, June 7, 2012

OVAD #10

Hear the pistol shot crack
Burst forth with impact
This dream is just fiction
Now to make it a fact.

Wednesday, June 6, 2012


Step-by-step-by-step we march
'How long?' we cry
'Not long!' replied

One step-by-step two steps again
'Too far!' we pout
'Not so!' was shout

When step-by-step the steps were done
'We won!' gasped we
and heard 'You see?'


The weight of the unknown
presses down upon my aching bones.
And when our own reality
seems so unreal then who are we?

Monday, June 4, 2012


Frequently - I crave
The subtle sounds sweet silence makes.
Tune us out to tune back in
To where 'I' stops and 'am' begins

Sunday, June 3, 2012


A little man lives in my mind.
He speaks to me.. well, all the time.

He speaks to me of jealousy;
Of lust, and pride, and vanity.

He tells me I should let him out.
He fills my head with fear and doubt.

I will not let him take a hold.
I'll fight him 'til I'm grey and old.

Build consciousness into my core.
Then the man will speak no more.

Saturday, June 2, 2012


What the heck day?
I don't mean to be rude, but where did you go?
It seems like we started
just 2 seconds ago.

What the hell sun?
Where'd you hide your darned face...
Give me some light
to help me through this rat race.

What the hey brain?
Which way'd my train of thought go?
Did it get lost on the way
or am I late to the show?

What the dingus heart?
I thought you were better than that!
You know that way's rough,
so don't fall in that trap!

Hey life, It's your boy.
You wanna go get some food?
I got a few serious questions,
so get back to me dude.

Friday, June 1, 2012


Spit and struggle, make it double;
Pile on hardship, sweat and trouble.
Push through doubt and you shall find:
Your greatest muscle is your mind.

Thursday, May 31, 2012


Those moments of clarity that seem such a rarity
Teach us not just to live, but to be.
My glance missed a chance to take a new stance;
The next time it comes, I won't flee.

Wednesday, May 30, 2012


Let's make a toast
To make the most
of light's new boast
as day unfolds.

I'm told, by old,
That to be bold
One must be willing
To break their mold.

Tuesday, May 29, 2012


Old scars cast fresh hopes as worthless,
New words drag aged hurts to surface.

One-Verse-A-Day Challenge

In an effort to improve my writing and thinking, I will endeavour to create a piece of poetry each day.

Through this I will try to explore the vast seas of content in this wonderful world. This process will be used as a tool, with the poem being the end result, to summarize things into my own words.

Hopefully it will make me more attentive, expand my views, and stir up a curiosity that I thought lost.

Wednesday, May 9, 2012

In the right direction

A chapter of my life has ended and a new one begins.

Home after 4 years, and wow, what a ride that was. I learned an unbelievable amount during university, not strictly about business either. The greatest knowledge I have gained is of myself; self-awareness and a bit of wisdom to go along with it. I finally know what I want, after years of searching blind and stumbling all over the place.

I know where I belong, and what work I was born to do.
He turns the page
The bright lit stage
Unveils and plays begin

It is time to jump right into the mix. In order not to lose the momentum generated by the conclusion of my education, I must set my course accurately. So far, it seems I'm off to a good start. This summer, and perhaps the rest of this year will be devoted to building a good basis for the rest of my life. I will become self-sustaining, self-motivated, and self-fulfilling in these four areas of my life:

  1. Get in amazing Physical Shape

  2. Dive into Animation & Art

  3. Increase my Personal Development

  4. Find a way to Never Have a Job

Utilizing this blog to it's full advantage will help me learn better. It allows for good reinforcement, and is also great practice for writing well. Hopefully this is the starting point in my plan to become more publicly visible and create some kind of value for other people. For now I will still treat this as something personal, a ground for me to work out my thoughts and such.

There is a lot of work still to do and the big picture is still as fuzzy but my gut says we are moving in the right direction. These days are filled with a hope and peace about the future. Now excuse me, it is time to get to work.

Friday, February 24, 2012


I feel the fear coursing through my veins.

I feel confusion and despair spreading to every inch of my body like some black bile being released from deep within my cells. Tiny tendrils of liquid fire burning all it touches. My body betrays me. My mind is anesthetized and the sparks of thought grow dim. My jaw muscles ache, and the skin on my face feels as though it is stretching in every direction at once. Eventually it will tear and pull away from my face to reveal a vulnerable corpse, naked in fear.

Confusion reigns.

Thoughts bounce around like rubber balls in friction less space, gathering speed every time they collide with the walls I've built inside my mind, slowly drumming holes into my well-laid plans. Doubt blankets me in shadow, feeding the cycle with pieces of my sanity. Vicious. Viscous. Veracious. Tearing me apart and never letting go.

What is this pain I feel? Where has it come from?

It is within me so the only logical answer must be that I have created it. I have buried a sleeping agony into the sands of my subconscious. It releases itself like a plague as each layer of sediment is revealed. Bubbles of gaseous crimson that soak into my core and corrupt my soul. Self-doubt, self-hate, self-loathing, all stemming from one source; myself.

I desire so much.

I desire to be wise. I desire to be successful. I desire to find love. And these desires in me create a constant pain because I have not attained them. And when I do, what then? Will the pain cease? Or will these desires be replaced by others? Bars to keep me in this place. Specifically, at this point in my life, my greatest desire is placed onto the future.

I want to be a great artist. The best this world has seen. I want to create from the heart, letting skill and creativity flow like a font from my pen, splashing onto the page in the form of brilliant colors, shapes, and stories that will dazzle the eyes and capture hearts. I want to create worlds, letting them out from the expanse of my mind, releasing them into the world for others to see. I want to be able to say things in my creations that I cannot say out loud. I want to love my work, so I can love myself.

This is my dream. This is my life. This is my purpose. I can feel it in my bones.
Is this why it causes me so much pain?

The path forward is daunting. The road ahead is rough and uncertain. The obstacles in front of me seem monstrous. And the fear inside me is paralyzing.


..But I cannot let it win.
I will not let it win.
I will push past it to seize each new day.
As I live, I learn.. that fear itself is nothing to fear.

Sunday, January 22, 2012


We are not weak, they're one to speak.
We forget that we are strong.
When we smell fear, then shift our gears
And know that they are wrong.


Take heart young soul - weary though, Set pace to noble goal.
The tree of life gives forth its spice, As we search for our whole


Sitting on the sideline of hard times, hoping for a sign that all will be fine.
We keep trying, blind to what binds our minds what a crime