Chapter 8: Humanity

"I needed to escape so I traveled to Minori, the only place that was familiar to me. Minori was one of those towns where old world charm defied the future. It was divine and romantic with scattered shades of reality like one of Blake's paintings. It is a place you have to see to believe. I went there for silence and to find peace in my soul but I came back with something more.

As I walked the town's narrow cobblestone roads, I met a homeless man. His name was Carlo. Carlo was a free spirit. He traveled the world sleeping on sidewalks and documenting his journey, trying to find his place in this world. He started his journey at age 30 and now at 65 years old, he made it to Italy. He made his epic journey possible by playing for change and selling portraits of people. He also worked as dishwasher on weekends so he could get free food from restaurants. He had it all figured out. What intrigued me about him though, was his confidence and the fact that feared almost nothing. He had been to prison more times than he could remember, he made a home for himself on the sidewalk undeterred by passers by and he hadn't showered in 3 months.

Carlo's lifestyle was something I wasn't familiar with, so I asked him why he chose to do what he did and he explained to me that he had tasted success as a musician and as a restaurant owner, and though success was sweeter than he imagined it left him with a bitter aftertaste. You see, Carlo made himself successful so he could take care of his family but he lost his wife 5 years into their marriage. The loss of someone he cared deeply about set him into depression and that's why he gave it all up, because at that moment he lost the meaning to his life. Then I asked him why he slept on the sidewalk, why not just rent a room and he told me its because he believes his wife is watching over him, and when he sleeps under the stars he feels closer to her. Needless to say, I was speechless. After nearly 3 hours of sitting beside him, listening to his stories my faith in humanity was almost restored.

I was so enamoured by Carlo's stories, I couldn't let him sleep alone on the street. Being the stubborn man that I am, I forced him to join me for dinner. After dinner, I took Carlo back to the Villa where I was staying, and I made him a bed in the balcony so he could still have the view of the stars but more importantly so that he could shower!

After he showered we sat down to talk, I told him he was welcome to stay here anytime and that I wasn't doing him any favours or charity, to me this was the start of a beautiful friendship. A deep and a dark one, just the way I like it. This prompted Carlo to ask about me, the medals and some of accolades and pictures on the walls left him wondering who I was and what I was doing in Minori. He asked about my life and what I did and all I could give him was vague answers that didn't amount to anything, I couldn't give him the answers he wanted because I never existed then. I told  him I was a ghost and just as I expected the next day he left, without saying goodbye, without saying anything.

The first thing they teach you is that you can't have relationships, you can't get close to anyone and I have learnt this time and time again. When people give they expect in return, that is how trust is built. I was told I am hard to trust because I never open up. I've often wondered how true this is, and i will leave you with this thought. If I thought the same way as most people do, I would have ignored Carlo when I saw him on the street. People are extraordinary and sometimes you must take that leap of faith in order to unlock their story, even though it might seem impossible."

Side note: I know the ALS Ice bucket challenge is a big thing at the moment but before you donate do your research. Only a very small percentage of your donations go to research, most of the money is spent in marketing and other expenses. If you want to donate to a good cause, I suggest donating to the Being Human Foundation. Unlike most charities the Being Human Foundation doesn't ask for monetary donations, instead they encourage volunteering and other forms of social charity. I've supported this charity right from the start and I can vouch that it is legit.

Lover

Lover

I traveled to the afterlife                                                                                                    

You’d think that I would be more alive

But I keep thinking of you

Of all our troubles that seem to brew

Because one of us was misunderstood

You were never really mine

Just in my head and in my heart

You lit up my soul and fought the dark

Now when they dig me up

You’re all they will find

In every lyric, in every rhyme

Lover

I caught a glimpse into our past

Those times you smiled and when you laughed

And I can never forget

The day your heart broke in two

The day I started blaming you

Because one of us was misunderstood

You were never really mine

Just in my head and in my heart

You lit up my soul and fought the dark

Now when they dig me up

You’re all they will find

In every lyric, in every line

Lover

As far as the present stands

I still wish to be your man

No, I can’t just be your friend

Because I love you till the very end

Oh, I don’t know why that is

That I long to taste your lips

And have the last dance

Before silence takes my hand

And all the whispers begin

I know I misunderstood

You were never really mine

Just in my head and in my heart

You lit up my soul and fought the dark

Now when they dig me up

You’re all they will find

In every poem, in every rhyme

You are mine

You are mine

You were mine.

Decoded

A good friend of mine sent me this:

https://www.thesecretlanguage.com/report/personology/?r=19880908

I guess it was a way decoding the person I am since I'm quite guarded and quiet in person. The funny thing about this interpretation of my personality is that its weirdly accurate unlike most bullshit personality tests on the internet.

Hope you guys try it out and let me know if you think its accurate!

My story

I was asked by a mystery person about my muse and our story. For those of you who have read my blog and are interested in the woman behind most of my poems and songs, this is our story ( a fictionalized version). Its my directorial debut so go easy on me. Pretty sure i'm going to win an oscar though :D

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zokf3FPBDgs

Evolution

Honey, You and me

We’re a different sort of breed

Somewhere in between

Love and friendship

I got your back when you need it

All your troubles will be defeated

We’re a new kinda romantic

I’m the butler to your toast

The one who loves you most

The Ugly truth

That you don’t want to hear

I’m Turk and you are JD

I’m the man and you’re the lady

To some we might be shady

But there’s no denying our chemistry

You’ll always be my first priority

You’ll always be my first priority

Honey, you and me

We’re a different sort of breed

We’ve evolved from the rest

into our own

I need you and you need me

But we’re perfectly content

When we’re alone

I'm George and you are Sandra

You’re the monkey and I’m the panda

The most unexpected paring in the world

And  I wouldn’t want it to be any other girl

Oh I wouldn’t want it to be any other girl.

Heart on a String

Some men will buy you diamond rings

Some boys will give you flowers and chocolates

Then there’s me and my heart on a string

Then there’s me and my heart on a string

Hold tight and don’t let it go

And it will last through the ages

Beyond the black and white pages

After those roses wilt and the chocolate finishes

When you’re down, down on your luck

On those days that just seem to suck

When your heart breaks in two

Or those moments you know not what to do

My heart will solve them for you

Repair your heart with glue

Pray that fortune finds you

And add some rhythm to your blues

It will love, love you

As a sister, as a friend, as my boo

It will love, love you

More than any man can do (and any animal too)

That’s my heart on a string,

There’s only one I made for you

There’s only one I made for you.

Innocence

What a wonderful world this is

We’ve got tall buildings that touch the sky

Airplanes and trains to ride

Oh, you can get almost anything you want to buy

And medicine to save a life

But don’t be fooled by the good things

Oh oh oh, everything here has got its price

And to get far you’ve got to swallow your pride

Forget your values, wave your beliefs goodbye

This world is only wonderful on the outside

That’s the reason I’m still alive

I’m adapting to the system

I’ve learned to survive

But lover you’re too innocent

To see the truth in your eyes

So I'll protect you from the vultures and wolves in disguise

Because lover you’re too innocent

To see the truth in your eyes

This world is only wonderful on the outside.

What a wonderful world this is

All the pointless wars and the countless murders

Drugs on the street with kids around the corner

Women getting beat where men have all the power

Some places that discriminate the coloured

Mother nature shedding tears mixed with thunder

And Love’s being replaced by fear and terror

The spirit of giving consumed by greed and hunger

No place to raise a son or a daughter

Yes, this world is only wonderful on the outside

But lover you’re too innocent

To see the truth in your eyes

So I’ll guide you through the illusions and guard you with my life

This world is only wonderful on the outside

Because we make the world on the inside

Yeah, we make the world on the inside.