Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Every Man Develops a Doctrine. And Mine is Best, of Course.

Recently, political interviews recently revealed political doctrines. Who defines one's doctrine? Someone else? Or do you get a shot at it first?

I suppose if we get a chance at defining your own personal doctrine, we should take the time to think it through. Is it bullet-proof? Could you humble your mojo? Inflate said mojo?

IMHO, my personal doctrine simply sets a direction and defines the nature my own action, rather than limit others. It is the doctrine smiled upon by the all-pervasive CPU, the big kahuna, the alpha and omega, the almighty zero and one:

The Creative Doctrine
: We are Born Creators

In *his* own image, when we create, we live... while our destructive behavior leads to decaying and fraying of our spirits -- especially those around us.

peace-
seanrox



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Tuesday, July 22, 2008

NEW SONG: Who Gonna Make Da Milk?


Who gonna Make the Milk?
Baby gonna Drink the Milk.
Who gonna Make the Milk?
Daddy gonna Make the Milk.


My latest creation. *bows*


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Friday, April 18, 2008

NEW SONG: "Gypsy Love"

Everyday
I feel miracles.
It's not nothing that I've done.
It's about my friends, and who they become.
Everyday

You're my grace.
For the first time I'm -- less cynical.
After all the situations I've sojourned thru.
My mysterious journey led me to you.
My, how you are my grace.

But none of it.
Without each day we together live,
Filled with every-thing-that-is.

And that's why I... thank God I gotta lady.
I love her, yes I do.
She is my woman -- you really should have one too.

She was overlaid -- and I was underpaid.
Like a quantum sum -- the music makes us one.

Lido-caine, now come -- Gypsy Love.

peace-
seanrox



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Tuesday, January 22, 2008

Born to the Web Designer - Kai Michael


I suppose having a web designer as a Dad, you'd expect the obvious. But, I have yet to build a pixel-based baby-picture shrine online to my precious son. Conscious effort.

A special message for those of us wrapped up in this recent "super-ego renaissance", where an entire generation of society has matured via the Web:

"Finally, we are all defined by our own words."


In this land of aging super-egos, shouldn't the boy create his own online super-ego when that time comes? Until then, he'll be appearing in my art and music in every way possible. Enjoy your life.

peace-
seanrox


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