Today's Kool Art: NYC

So I'm starting a new bloggie thing as I like to call em. Kool Art!!! Just random, awesome artistic works I find online. Or in the real world. One or the other lol. So check em out! Comment and shit. Later!

Underneath the Sky

Every now and then I come across music that's worth talking about. Sometimes it's really good. Sometimes extremely terrible. Other times...it's amazing. Right now, I'm listening to Mateo, an artist I came across while bullshittin on myspace, and, put simply, he rock. His music is at best described as eclectic. There's something for everyone. I personally find it inspiring. As somebody who wants to write songs, it's always good to listen to other artists. So check his work out on myspace or hit up his website, mateoonline.com. He even has a twitter: http://twitter.com/mateoonline. So please, give him a listen, and stop taking my word for it.

Hold Fast Hope

**I wrote this not to get a nod of approval. Nor howls of disdain. Nor to adulterate the sacred confines of one's brain. Hold fast to your beliefs. But respect those of others.

My faith has always been a simple equation
No complicated dividends or percentages
Just faith.
Faith in something greater than you or me
Or this universe.
It is a belief in something good.
Pure.
A gift of omnipotence from which my soul is merely a cell
Amongst millions?
Billions?
Some number that I can't count
And I'm fine with that.
Because, everyone can come to me with their "religion"
And I always end up where I was in the beginning.
A higher power to believe in...
And all the opinions built around it.
No, I'm not saying I'm supposed to get it all.
What I am saying is why spend my life trying?
Why not just attempt living since I'm already dying?
Since when is it so wrong for me to breathe oxygen
From wherever I please, however I choose?
What if we are here to pave our own way?
What's that you say?
The book says?
No disrespect, but pages can be burned...
And intuition can't be learned
Or twisted, or contorted to fit one's beliefs
So I think I'll just hold onto the rhythm beating inside of me.
Surely, I'll make my own mistakes
But a lesser man is designed out of the ones he makes
And a greater man is created and recreated through what he can take away.
So holding fast to my beliefs is where I'll stay.