Joel AlexandeR

Amazing, it has been years since I visited this site and what the hell. A lot of things have taken place and I just fill you all in on what has transpired is impossible. I miss this space, my space and a space where I can feel free to express my self. I have not…

I think I am going cray, not sure. At the same time, in love and testing the waters with things here and there. Testing to see if goes where I want it to go, but seriously it never does. Maybe within time, but who am I kidding. In the meantime, I just want to see…

I want to write in beautiful peace, again- I want to write out the missing chapters of my life, I want to write out the current and the goings, I want to write out about me- so foreign, lost and feelings of falling, I want to write again to be critical, critical of things around…

Well, Anyways. A lot of things have happened, can’t say it all in one blog, but one thing is for sure life is a crazy thing. I am simply taking one day at a time, constantly keeping my mind busy and keeping myself happy. really, at 29 i am venturing out to do other things…

And I Run I’ve got my laces, I’ve got my shoes, please hold ’em in place, as my pace goes, And I run, run, run, run, run And I run, run, run, run, run Here I go, my years of sorrow, Here I go, feeling less hollow, wondering what life will be like tomorrow, And…

I didn’t want to believe it. I never thought it could happen to me. I had my blinders on and then I met  I met him lost him and now he will simply be the Greatest Ex Ever. It was romantic, it was passionate, it was my heart and it was the best part of…

I am September 11th, driven by the force that has given me the mean face, mean spirit and mean self that is me, adopted from generations of masculine traits, assembled in a militia known for brute brutality, fermented within me by family attitudes combined into one single person that is me, released from a score of pain…

Life is a dream. My dream is this life. What does this all mean? I simply can’t answer this question as easily as I would like though I would like to think that I can in my own extreme ways. Only my life can take me there and only my dream can take me there…

Maybe it was the way I grew up. Maybe it was the way I treated. Maybe it was how I observed others treat me so badly… maybe just maybe. Some things in my past I can’t simply shake as easily as I would want them to. I have come to pass on a difficult time…