Wednesday, August 24, 2011


What if one comes up with enough ideas to last a life time
What good would they be if one does not write them down
One wonders if success is measured by how many awards one wins
Or is it measured by reaching the best sellers list or having a hit movie adaptation
Could it be how many lives that are touched through ones work
What if that number is only ONE
How do the words written on the paper differ from the words on the screen
What does the written word mean
Can the true interpretation be gleaned at first glance
Are the true wonders absorbed by the careful and vigilant

Wednesday, August 17, 2011


I have just finished another read through of, 2001: A Space Odyssey by Arthur C. Clarke and I have to say that it will forever be one of my favorite books. The chapters are crisp, to the point and leave you turning the page even if it is two in the morning and you have to go to work in five hours. As I read it, my inner thoughts of creativity are sparked and my mind envisions the wonderful sights painted by Mr. Clarke, seen through the eyes of Dave Bowman. The concepts put forth in this science fiction novel will propel mankind forward towards a future where, hopefully we realize our full potential. Who knows, maybe one day each of us will become a Star-Child.

Monday, August 8, 2011

Questions of a Loner

As I approach the big 3-0, I find that most of my time is spent writing and contemplating the past, present and future. When I was younger I always thought I would be married with children by this time. But as the saying goes, ‘If you want to see God laugh then tell him your plans’.

This constant contemplation has ultimately got me to thinking about the process of raising our children. I say our (even though I have none myself – I do have nieces and nephews) children because it takes a village to raise a child. Now-a-days we seem more concerned with our own well-being as opposed to that of the future. Because ultimately, the children are our future and pretty much everything we do effects their inheritance (whether its stocks and bonds and trust funds or this big blue ball of a planet we call earth).

Therefore I ask myself the question, how are we raising them. We try to protect them from things they are not ready for but will eventually face in their lifetime and hope for the best. How do we guide them towards who they are meant to be? Does independence and individuality even matter anymore? Or do our personalities become smudged, smeared and mixed together into the ‘group think’ mentality as we grow older and conform? Is it more difficult by far to be independent of our inner shackles that we place upon ourselves as opposed to the shackles others place on us? How does the individual define what it is to be thyself, to be a man, woman or a human being for that matter? What are the fears of young Americans, of young people across the globe? How often do our nightmares become reality which inevitably holds us back from taking a step over the unseen and into the pitch black darkness of the unknown?

The only answer I can come up with is that, if we attempt to understand the darkness in our hearts that each human possess, spend some quality time with ourselves, and thus know your true self. 

Monday, August 1, 2011

I Am

I am an artist
I am a writer
I am the creative juice that oozes through the pores of late night dreams
I am an after thought at the end of the story
I am strong, yet humble, powerful and graceful
I am the legal owner, the elite protector
I am the sun in the dark
I am a wink and a kiss on the cheek
I am a nerd, a geek
I am the secret you quietly keep
I know who I am
I am a man
Yes, the A man, the B man, the C man, even the X man
I am the next man, the best man, the He man, the Ice man, the Super man
I am the it man
I am the sh!t man

By Andre Alan