I dream of a world where flags are nothing but cloth and the only thing that matters is love, life and freedom. Where the bottom line doesn't determine life and we aren't defined by income bracket, a pretty house, faith, a lack thereof or a fucking degree.

Where we think before we act and we act before we critique. Where we think about who is next and make it cleaner than how we found it.

Where we mean what we say and only say what we mean and where ideals are meant to better ourselves and where we aren't afraid to say I can't. Where sorry is a liberating word and thank you comes from the heart and where we don't just watch but we decide to act. Where we refuse to live only until its time to die.

Where feelings and desires mean more than quotas, expectations and disappointed stares. Where we have a right to hurt, sing, scream, cry, live, die and sit in silence just because we fucking can. I dream of a world where I can love you in spite of what keeps us apart and where second best is as good as first or a millionth.

Where we don’t over analyze every breathe or under appreciate what our words mean to another. Where we find comfort in silence and a place of peace in all of the noise and where everything that is thrown at us makes us better, stronger and more appreciative. Where we celebrate life, death and all that comes in between. Where songs sing to us and and a loved ones words make us dance. Where what we see in a mirror is a happy, satisfied and fulfilled individual and where we feel bad about how we look at others and not just because of how others look at us.

I dream of a world where I can love you and feel you and know you without having to own you, without having to hate you, without having to fuck you. Without having to fuck you in more ways than one.

Where a smile isn't a rare gift and where sadness isn't a curse and where the two together make life worth living. Where media doesn't define friend or foe and doesn't tell me how to look, feel, act and live. Where a flower, a smile, a thought, a touch, a smell makes it all worth it and the hardest words are nothing but poetry that spills from our mouth.

Guitar, drums, singing, keyboard, hardcore, punk, veganism, atheism, straight-edge, hiking, skateboarding, reading, video games, movies, simpsons, star trek, chess, Future Primitive, California Redemption, recording, board games, cooking!

108, A.F.I., Another Breath, Bad Religion, Bane, Betrayed, By The Grace of God, California Redemption, Champion, Dag Nasty, Embrace, Future Primitive, The Geeks, Good Riddance, Minor Threat, Nerve Agents, NOFX, Only Crime, Operation Ivy, Propagandhi, Rage Against the Machine, Rancid, Reach the Sky, Set it Straight, Strike Anywhere, Trial, Verse, X-acto

Sneakers, Pi, Little Miss Sunshine, The Sting, Lord of the Rings, Star Wars, Star Trek.

Simpsons? Star Trek?

Evasion, Pillars of the Earth, Count of Monte Cristo, Dark Elf Trilogy, Heart Breaking Work of Staggering Genius, You Shall Know Our Velocity, Song of Ice and Fire, Catch 22, Siddhartha, Decamerron