“Smile baby. You’re alive. You’ve got options.”

A man’s ego is just as sensitive as a woman’s self-esteem.

There are times when god speaks. You might not hear the words, but you’ll see. You’ll see.

I’m human. I’m spiritual, God-fearing, an intellectual AND I’m hyphy. I’m also growing and wrong a lot. I ain’t afraid to admit it.

You can’t expect love to be perfect when people aren’t.

There are some people you’ve just got to love from a distance.

How you take your wins is just as important as how you take your losses.

Music and writing are my passions and I feel hella blessed to share them with you all.

Sometimes you’ve got to choose your peace over your loved ones.

Stripping down to the barest form of yourself and loving it from the base up can take time.

Drama rarely follows people who mind their business.

I pray I get to see the world before I leave the world.

I love who you are. I love who you ain’t.

Struggle is, at times, inevitable; survival is, most times, a choice.

A work in progress, but progress nonetheless.

You’re responsible for your intentions. I’m responsible for my interpretation of your intentions.

I love all types of people, as long as they’re having fun.

Should you find the most convenient way of breathing, it will not make you feel more alive.

My love for rock kept me alive. It lit a fire in my soul reminding me of my strength to set the world on fire.

Other times, you’re doing some piece of work and suddenly you get feedback that tells you that you have touched something that is very alive in the cosmos.

Let this now be the time, to give thanks even to a small thing that keeps you alive.

I was totally alive when I wrote this because by coincidence someone just said your name.

I don’t believe people are looking for the meaning of life as much as they are looking for the experience of being alive.

We’re so engaged in doing things to achieve purposes of outer value that we forget the inner value, the rapture that is associated with being alive, is what it is all about.

It makes me sad when I see artists who come alive when they go onstage, because, gee, I really come alive when I’m home.