The road to rome.

The road to Rome was paved in blood.

Blood Sweat and tears.

We walk barefooted with our sword and shield.

Years of training grant us our sandals.

The gladiator.

He roars into the sky for a death well granted,

An honor well deserved.

The crowds scream now.

Their voices more engulfing then the cyclones of Neptune,

Full of heart, yet full of blood thirst.

The taste of iron on the tips of every tongue.

Now.

Shield and blade in hand I walk.

The battered road I wander,

Kicking up dust in the path behind me.

More dust ahead.

Blood splattered nose, salt soaked tears.

The Crossing is ahead.

Forward.

The steel of the tracks are rusty and cold this night.

Rocks and rubble are strayed about them.

The metal begins to sing as its God approaches.

Red flashes in its coming,

Metal beams bow before its reckoning.

Metal beasts clamber to a halt and rumble in fear.

On either side of the road.

I sit and wait.

Eyes of an audience sit and watch.

As I challenge the God of the steel track.

Train, God to man on tracks.

He roars in my face,

His light is beaming and overwhelming.

Nothing can hide from it.

Fear engulfs me as he approaches,

He does not want me gone.

He wants me to continue,

On the road to Rome.

Horns blare.

Fear makes me jump.

Away.

God Train passes before me towards its foreseen and known path.

Massive engines power its turbines and gears,

Yet a small horn tells me to live.

A god with the power to destroy all in its wake,

But a god with the power to calm me and push me onward.

Now.

The crowds roar is of insane blood thirst.

40,000 hands wave and beat at the dusted air, toward the realms of Apollo.

Our gladiator knows nothing of fear.

No longer does he shake in the wake of thunder.

For he is carved and sculpted of rock,

Tempered with a white fire that can never be relinquished.

He fights for glory in death,

An ultimate retribution.

His muscles ripple as he moves slowly toward the center of the arena.

The sun shines on his tanned skin,

His body glistening with sweat,

His feet drenched in blood.

On the road to Rome.

He is a slave to his master.yet is adorned with metal and armored to his head.

Masked as a hero,

Yet with a helm that hides his humanity.

He is godlike to his noble fans.

Fans that want only for him to finally die.

His master manipulates him as a tool for coin and greed.

Yet the gladiators heart remains stronger than ever.

He is 1000 times more grateful,

For he is so powerful even the Gods of Olympus bow down before his name.

Achilles himself would have blushed.

For fear is not his friend,

Nor is she his enemy.

She fears his passing,

She does not want to meet him in Hades.

Gladiator looks up onto the crowds making no judgment.

His breath is heavier then a galloping horse.

Blood mist resonates from his helm.

Tears flow from underneath the metal mask.

He looks down at the ground.

crimson rose pedals are strone around his feet.

In the same color.

His hand tightens around his spear.

His shield is at his side.

She has been for so long.

She has seen through his entire walk.

On the road to Rome.

His opponent is famous in Crete.

Said to have run with the centaur of Adena,

And to have wrestled the hydras of the southern seas.

He is said to have stared into the eyes of Medusa her self.

Reducing her to ash.

But,

He is adorned only with a beaded necklace of almond seeds.

And his sandals are not covered in blood but sown with hemp.

He bares no armor, no sword and shield.

His man bears only his eyes.

Brighter then the most beautiful emerald jewel.

Our gladiator is calm now.

He smiles for he knows and can see the history of his opponent by his eyes.

An adversary to be reckoned with.

It would be glorious to defeat him,

But the gladiator smiles,

For it would be divine to be silenced by him.

The gladiator roars and raises his spear.

Behold the dust,

for by it you are born,

And by it we shall both rest.

I have walked this road,

Yes it is paved in blood and moarter.

Yet your feet are clean.

I shall put down my shield,

For my past is of no concern.

I shall put down my spear,

For I have two hands as well.

The one with the emerald eyes just gazes.

A smile streams across his face.

The crowds are silent.

The battle begins and ends in moments.

The dust shall remember the names of the ones who walked here,

And the winds shall deliver the message.

The crowds are still silent.

And the last pedal falls to the ground.

Reminiscence of the past,

And Forward to the future.

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Reminesence

I lay in my bed.
I remember the touching we once shared.
Before the tradegey before the meaningless bullshit.

A blind man sits in the middle of the mall.
Playts the paino for all the sightful people.
They are Oblivious to the true beauty of living by sound.
He this man, is alone in his vision.
Im staring at an aquarium.
A fish swims up to the glass.
Three Bubbles dribble from its mouth.
Thinking for a moment, of what is more.
But my mind only stays on it for three seconds.
Three more bubbles. The black light glows on the little blue fake pebbles at the base of the tank.

I lay here in my bed. Talking to you on the phone with you falling asleep on me.
I tell you that I'm a bit tired... I'm lying. Im wide awake.
Your breath is becoming heavy..I smile into the receiver.
Are you still there? I ask.
But your fast asleep, I already knew the answer.
I've been lying to you, I whisper into your ear on the other end.
I feel you smile in your slumber. Silence. Heavy breathing.

Sometimes I faint. Fall on the floor in the kitchen drinking milk or eating ramen.
Again in the hallway, In the bathroom, getting dressed for school,in the public bathroom.
I have a funny heart I guess.
Doc said it is because of that that I may be so tired and laid back all the time. I honestly dont give a shit.
I like who I am.
I'm good at faking it out..., Can stay standing these days. Shhh. Its getting better.

Heh Your still asleep its 2 am and you still have a smile. I hope your face doesnt hurt in the morning..I do hope it stays that way.
Your Dreaming of fantasy and illogical scenerios.

An old friend calls me up.
Shes on drugggsss, spun..A mess.
Shes married and pregnant.
The kid isnt his of course.
She married him so he could become a U.S. citizen.
What an american eh?
Now she's knocked up, but America isnt here to help her, honestly.

They'll call her names under their breath. Thoughtless banter.
Maybe she'll get child support checks in the mail if shes lucky enough.

Your... still smiling in your sleep aren't you. Funny girl.
You are the woman with the broken wings. It seems so painful looking into your eyes. Why?
The worn and tired dexterity.. Ive seen it so many times before myself in the mirror looking into my own eyes.
You can see right through my bullshit, but you know I can see through yours and see the root of what you are.
You know the look I give you.
The wall that blinds most is blown away by the vexing gaze of your eyes and the fast beat of your heart.
I walk around trying to find every small thing that can possibly give you a smile. I frantically try every thing i can. Fruitless stupidity.
I dont give a flying fuck.
Im sitting in front of you at the coffee shop.
I make a stupid joke.
You smile at me.
YOuve made my day yet you have no idea.
Yes..actually you know you have, but your embarrassed.
Why?
You haven't smiled this way in a long time. I can feel it.
Your sleeping so silently now.
You need time to figure yourself out. You are looking so much to what your future holds but cant appriciate what you already are.
I can see it. But you cant? hmm.
Do things, try things. Solve things for once in your life.
Your running. So fast. Im trying to keep up with you.
Funny girl.
Towards or away I can't tell, I have no idea.
But some how you are still able to smile through all you've been through, gone through, taken.
Believe in miricles.
That is one if I ever saw one.
I'll see you tomorrow. Good nighttt.

I drift downt the rabbit hole to sleep.
You wake up and call me.
Its morning, you check your phone and see that its been on all night and freak out.
hahahaha
Your really too tired and you smell, you hate it, I love it. I haven't slept much but I lie when i tell you im not tired now.
Goofball.
We're all lying.
This we all know for sure. Some sooner then others.
But..Are we all living? Am I alive even though I breath? Should I do something? Something eventful, Spontanious?
Something to know Im alive?
Purhaps something I'll surely remember just because it is so extremely unlike what I would...think of doing.
Hhahahaha
Hmmm Its not about the car rides or the money or the food. Its not about the gifts and the bull shit presents.
Its not about the farting or the sneezingh or the snoring.
Its not about seeing you all the time.
Seeing you hung over or utterly fucked up.
Barf on my floor. Ill still see you the same as I did before.
Think Ill judge you?
So easily as well?
You know me better then that, but you dont want to actually believe I'm for real.
Give me a break. Do i really seem that in-human?
Like I haven't felt like i was the only one doing stupid shit half the time?
I've puked. I've partied. I've lived on the street. I have seen enough to know whats up.

Your art is beautiful. Your life is beautiful.
You know it and tell yourself your not, its not.
Thats its cliche...unoriginal. You believe somehow that you know what you don't deserve yet you know you dont have any clue as to what you DO actually
Deserve.
I see the look you give me, have always given me. Perplexed.
You know I know.
You know I know the you that not many others know. That must scare you, it scares me.
I smile at you in your sleep. I carress your face when I see you.Your neck, your face, your arms, your chest your legs, your back.
You move for me, silently like a drunken belly dancer.
The curves of your form, of your skin of your body mesmerize me. So delicately crafted by an unseen maker.
I admire the crafters work.
I remember
Your arms rest over the sheets.
I remember waking up moving your head from my numb shoulder, resting it on the pillow you drooled on.
I get up and put on my underwear. I go outside and smoke a cig stub. Looking back at the closed curtains.
I should probably be relaxing
I remember.
But I know inside that I will lose you. It is only a matter of time. prescious time. This is why I appriciate every second with you.
Why emotions run like a wild fire.
Fast and slow.
Touch feel taste smell see flow move go.

Down the rabbit hole and through the woods I wander.
The cross roads I approach.
I glup over the phone line. Cigerette smoke enveloping my nose.
I know I know.

I must choose which way I will walk.

You will be the end of me.

This is what I see in the wake of waves, in the ember glows of my heart and soul.
This is what I see while I'm under the oceans tide.
In the wake of waves I float.
Ember glows envelope me.

I will rise up from these waters
Waiting for her sweet embrase.
But I rise and awaken to
The wake of waves.
The sun is on the horizon, and she becons.
Rise son rise,
from the glass reefs and cold sand waters.
Clear is my mind.
But ember glows still drift in the waters around me.
Are they cast out or now in front of me. For me to judge and look back on.

Never look back, never falter I tell myself.
For Son you will drown in the wake if you do not rise.
I nod. I know this.
Rising from the dead sea. The struggle is unbearable. Entangled in the weeds of the sea.
I must break free.
For if I don't I will be swallowed up by the coming tides.
I will not be judged for nature is blind.
Follow the heat of my light.
But don't get burned.

I better wear sun screen next time.

I cant afford to get burned.
Not enough time for repairs.

Life in MY way.

This past year has been quite eventful.
I have met many many new people. Many good people as well as not so..appealing.
All of my experiences have helped me grow.

I took a semester off from college to think and get my head on straight.

Now that I'm back I think its safe to say that my head is screwed back on, however I think I may have stripped the screws that I've bolted my head on with..

I have quite a few priorities in line, however I am intent on having fun with my life and have taken on an interesting perspective on the world now. One that I had not had before I began my odyssey.

I was gone for almost half a year. Went to Cal State Long Beach, San Diego, Santa Barbra, UCLA, and finally stopped in north hollywood, Studio City, walking distance from Universal Studios and Universal/NBC.

I lived there with my good friends for a while, had many great and amazing experiences. Went to parties, clubs, raves, massives, kick backs and everything else A-Z

I felt I was ready to get back to class..sorta. I wish I stayed. And eventually plan to go back.

My photography

I'll add more later

Graphic Design

business card

Heres the business card I just designed for my work.
Naturally I have blurred out my phone number.
I dig how it looks. I wanted it to look like the webpage so hopefully I pulled it off well.
I also dig the little symbols i put next to the info part of the card...for those who may be non English main speakers or just plain retards. Although I don't think i will be handing them to anyone retarded so i suppose I just voided out the point of doing that.
uhhh. hahahahha
welll we'll see how it goes, going to cost me about 60 bucks to get these babies printed. going to round off the edges of the card so it looks trendy.
Word.

Some Modeling Work

Wake of Waves

Sleeping I wake up

waters deep envelope me
drifting further from all cause all logic
I swim in symphony with chaos
glass reefs cut throughout my soul revealing ember glow
memories drift out from my wounds clearing my mind
hindered no more
by these rocks and weeds of the ocean floor
I rise up from the drops of waters past
to grasp the morning sun on the horizon
she whispers
rise sun rise
you are a new
embers slumber by the wake of waves

[Reminiscence]

I've been gone traveling for about half a year now.. But now I'm back. The world sure is alot bigger then I had imagined.After a while I stopped traveling and moved to hollywood, where I worked began learning more about the industry.I'll fill in the rest later..♥

coming soon

blog soon to be updated.