Who controls the past, controls the future…

Must credit The Woods by 20Syl for this caption – but it took some time to wrap my head around the hook’s lyric. As I eventually managed to impregnate the artist’s expression with a cliche definition of learning from your mistakes – it occurred that it must mean so much more; just like the entirety of the artistic realm. I am sure for┬áI must not a singular┬ábeing for whom art, whether it be audible or visual, is a portal whose locked doors holds a plethora of psychological secrets and emotional backdrops. What would it take to unlock those doors? Advertisements Continue reading Who controls the past, controls the future…

Being a tourist today.

I think the early morning sun had fueled my inner adventurer to screw a couple hours of sleep and go out to chase my dreams. Little exaggeration, I had been wanting to go to the farmers market at St. Lawrence market. It’s usually up and running by 5AM but I wasn’t that adventurous. I got dressed grabbed my camera, got a cup of coffee, and street car-ed my way to St. Lawrence Market. I was mesmerized by the plethora of scents and aromas as soon as I entered this mega structure. I did not expect the amount of people, the … Continue reading Being a tourist today.