tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23457096462540517122014-10-06T17:45:16.689-07:00Where I am and where I am going.I will try to tittle things so you know which is which, but I will be writing everyday things about my life along with some of my thoughts on Philosophy, life, acting, family, and just life in general. Sometimes I will go off about our pop culture and the media. I can't help it when you have the programing we have today.
Thanks for reading, I hope you enjoy.Dean Westnoreply@blogger.comBlogger25125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2345709646254051712.post-51654900256925243992012-11-24T00:00:00.001-08:002012-11-24T17:22:10.823-08:00State of Nation - State of mind.Our nation in all honesty has been smoke and mirrors for so long<br />our reality is split, blurred, like the old lyrics to a song.<br />We don't see the truth or the awakening, all we see is the hurt and devastatin'ng.<br /><br />Our fears come from fairy tales and the knowledge from which our government sells.<br />Listen to me, listen to you, We all KNOW things, but who knows the truth?<br />Sit back check yourself and see if you can start with the root.<br /><br />We are human beings in a nation we built. <br />We make choices everyday from our food to our water bill.<br />The power is in you, I don't care what Satan or your pastor says.<br />This is a new time and a new place and hate should not excist.<br /><br />Compassion and love for yourself and your relatives<br />Your friends your buddies and your enemies Love them for the hell of it<br /><br />History only excists in a memory<br />You don't have to believe what they believe or agree as if its blasphemy.<br /><br /><br />Don't look outside yourself search from within.<br />Love, compassion, and appreciation is not a sin.<br />Become a vessel, become enlightened and stop the hate and fightin'<br /><br /><br /><br />Dean Westnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2345709646254051712.post-14742946062084691112012-07-01T22:41:00.001-07:002012-07-03T20:47:50.942-07:00WAR IS FREEIn a world where fighting feeds more fights,<br />We are no longer fighting for our rights.<br /><br />We blindly feed our need with food processed to cause pain.<br />To afford to live in America, the beautiful, we are forced to numb our brain.<br />We trust our representation and the lies they enhance.<br />Wars make more money, and the sick are used to finance.<br /><br /><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Medications aren't designed for a cure, </div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">But to pay for this sickness we can't afford.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Truth is out there, if you look amongst the free.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">War is great for business if there is no filter for what you see.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br /></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br /></div>Dean Westnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2345709646254051712.post-43719785333405278072010-06-01T06:23:00.000-07:002010-06-01T06:23:50.362-07:00Dream night.As the night began the next days morning; I sat and thought what continuation of my life would exist. The reality of the world is that tomorrow is just the next phase we are scheduled to endure when in fact tomorrow is always a transition point for an altered state of what could be. So I lay my head down to produce in my minds eye what tomorrow holds and in that creation of exploration, life or death has an equal chance and right to produce. There is no negative or positive, only life. Forget the excistance of fear and doubt, and create the world that you wish to live in. That is your god given right.Dean Westnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2345709646254051712.post-15229912738221415282010-03-13T22:07:00.000-08:002010-03-13T22:17:10.661-08:00Acting ComparedActing compared. Representation acting, or majority of stage acting, or the basics of what people think acting is. Presentation acting which brings reality to a role. Representation is to represent a character or to show the world how wonderful you are at mimicking other people. Presentational acting is to present yourself. Present yourself in that role, that character. You must live in front of the camera like no one else is looking. We want to see your inner most thoughts and actions. We don't want to see you go up there and act like you are going through a traumatic experience, we want you to go through it. Reality shows are becoming so popular because you get to see real human emotion and problems. Actors must take that to work, they must release their real emotions out to the camera, to the audience. Do not try to entertain or show off. Be selfless and reel. Ego's can get in the way..Dean Westnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2345709646254051712.post-70383837721782002502010-02-04T21:47:00.001-08:002010-02-04T22:01:47.727-08:00Fighting for your dreamStruggles are gifts to show you how precious your life is. The sun shine is nothing without a rainy day. If you give up and don't fight forward then you have wasted your gift. The struggle or the fight is the wrapping paper. What you want and where you want to be better be worth fighting for, if it's not, then stop. Find another passion. Always chase after what is worth it to you in your heart. Something that you can't get by putting just a little bit of effort into. Your dream will never be easy to grasp but giving up on your dream will be the most simple step, ever. People will knock you down and drag you backwards if they can. You must rise above that and focus. Know that what matters is only up to you. To be judged is to be admired, and to be made fun of is jealousy or a boulder in your path. Stand on that rock so that you can see your next step. A path to greatness will and should never be easy. That's why everyone isn't great. Are you?Dean Westnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2345709646254051712.post-21290144500187901472010-01-11T21:13:00.000-08:002010-01-11T21:15:06.985-08:00Newest painting. Commisioned for a little girls room..<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pFbx-pLWIf8/S0wFVJ0q74I/AAAAAAAAAIY/OX3tM8P4_64/s1600-h/P1030698.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 253px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pFbx-pLWIf8/S0wFVJ0q74I/AAAAAAAAAIY/OX3tM8P4_64/s320/P1030698.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425717512046833538" /></a>Dean Westnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2345709646254051712.post-88561527228733753042010-01-06T08:21:00.000-08:002010-01-06T08:22:55.950-08:00A letter from one of the most amazing Acting coaches ever.To Whom It May Concern:<br /><br />I have known Dean West as a student, an actor and as a friend for 6 years. I can not recommend him highly enough. <br /><br />He is an extremely talented, dedicated, and handsome young actor. He has an amazing facility at improvisation as well. He is always prepared and shows up with a great attitude to work and learn.<br /><br />I have worked with some of the best actors in the world. I consider Dean in their class!<br /><br />If you have any questions or would like to discuss this matter further, please do not hesitate to contact me.<br /><br />Sincerely,<br /><br />Aaron SpeiserDean Westnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2345709646254051712.post-78893548355726141142009-12-08T02:11:00.000-08:002010-03-13T22:18:34.537-08:00Acting from your want.. <span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>We search, fight, and love our way through life to find something to answer our need. We have a want in life to fulfill. What this peace is, you never know until you find it. Your life begins because, we have to get what we want. Your acting should always be focused on what you want, and or what your going to do to get it. <div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span> Acting, should be real. If you never learn to play or act then your a step a head of any Joeshmo actor. My acting coach, Aaron Spieser, never taught me to act. He taught me how to live while people are watching... Acting is not the way you act, or re-act. It isn't playing a character. It is "Creating life, in an imaginary circumstance." You have to live... Be, as if your life has never changed. Do not create a reaction or emotion so that it looks like you are affected. Create the life and the human being that has lived that life. Only then will this no longer be making an emotion, but feeling it.</div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span> SEEING YOUR FUTURE, RUINS YOUR LIFE.....By example, never look at a scene and decide how it should go. By doing so you are putting yourself in a directors mind and not an actors. An actor should never try to picture how their scene will turn out. An actor should be living in a scene no matter where it goes. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">If you decide where your scene should go before you see where it takes you, then you have taken anything interesting that could happen, and thrown it out the window. LIVE!! L</span>et all of the work you put into creating a human being see where life takes you.<br /><div><br /></div><div>Want- Want will always get you from place to place. If you know what you want in a scene then want will get you from the beginning to the end. Want, will never lead you astray..</div></div>Dean Westnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2345709646254051712.post-4391180841410445962009-12-02T11:03:00.000-08:002009-12-02T21:10:20.334-08:00Medi Vac Sunset<div style="text-align: center;">A requested painting.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pFbx-pLWIf8/Sxa6nVNz89I/AAAAAAAAAEg/CL9WQWWv-nE/s1600-h/P1030550.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pFbx-pLWIf8/Sxa6nVNz89I/AAAAAAAAAEg/CL9WQWWv-nE/s320/P1030550.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410717187204969426" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Up for Sale.. </div>Dean Westnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2345709646254051712.post-18533902567532994642009-11-30T09:39:00.000-08:002009-11-30T10:03:07.371-08:00Some recent Paintings<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;">These paintings can be sold at any size.</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;">Price depends on size.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;">Small ones between $20 to $100</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;">Large ones usually start at $200 and go up from there.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;">But If your family or friends I will work something out for a good price.</span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pFbx-pLWIf8/SxQE3XDMqXI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/i6QxSRgTfVE/s1600/P1030546.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pFbx-pLWIf8/SxQE3XDMqXI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/i6QxSRgTfVE/s320/P1030546.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409954401505552754" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pFbx-pLWIf8/SxQEPx8t5jI/AAAAAAAAAEI/XrwDHfFy4FM/s1600/P1030542.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pFbx-pLWIf8/SxQEPx8t5jI/AAAAAAAAAEI/XrwDHfFy4FM/s320/P1030542.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409953721531360818" /></a><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"><div style="text-align: center;"> This was a TULANE Request.. <br /></div></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pFbx-pLWIf8/SxQEPaOp41I/AAAAAAAAAEA/W21R2u53wpI/s1600/P1030541.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pFbx-pLWIf8/SxQEPaOp41I/AAAAAAAAAEA/W21R2u53wpI/s320/P1030541.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409953715164144466" /></a><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"><div style="text-align: center;"> Saints Request <br /></div></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pFbx-pLWIf8/SxQEO3ekUeI/AAAAAAAAAD4/bg8dGTDqj1Q/s1600/P1030540.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pFbx-pLWIf8/SxQEO3ekUeI/AAAAAAAAAD4/bg8dGTDqj1Q/s320/P1030540.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409953705835647458" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pFbx-pLWIf8/SxQEOZWuUBI/AAAAAAAAADw/JnqaLlYUhWE/s1600/P1030539.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pFbx-pLWIf8/SxQEOZWuUBI/AAAAAAAAADw/JnqaLlYUhWE/s320/P1030539.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409953697749684242" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pFbx-pLWIf8/SxQEOASJTLI/AAAAAAAAADo/Qz6y0NCHJEs/s1600/P1030537.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pFbx-pLWIf8/SxQEOASJTLI/AAAAAAAAADo/Qz6y0NCHJEs/s320/P1030537.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409953691019594930" /></a>Dean Westnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2345709646254051712.post-78297659784556785612009-11-21T10:04:00.000-08:002009-11-21T11:05:54.592-08:00CURRENT PAINTINGS AND IN THE WORKS<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pFbx-pLWIf8/SwgtXp5P7pI/AAAAAAAAADY/oFC2XlDBasY/s1600/P1030517.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pFbx-pLWIf8/SwgtXp5P7pI/AAAAAAAAADY/oFC2XlDBasY/s320/P1030517.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406621237064494738" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></a><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">THIS CURRENT MARDI GRAS PAINTING HAS NOT BEEN RE-SOLD. THE BUYER HAD ANOTHER REQUEST SO IT HAS BEEN PUT BACK UP FOR SALE.</span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pFbx-pLWIf8/SwgtXONUR3I/AAAAAAAAADI/_Ju-ovueozo/s1600/P1030522.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pFbx-pLWIf8/SwgtXONUR3I/AAAAAAAAADI/_Ju-ovueozo/s320/P1030522.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406621229632472946" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pFbx-pLWIf8/SwgtWp0TEJI/AAAAAAAAADA/mj9PpvEyu9w/s1600/13936_200760512657_635852657_3916515_3633084_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pFbx-pLWIf8/SwgtWp0TEJI/AAAAAAAAADA/mj9PpvEyu9w/s320/13936_200760512657_635852657_3916515_3633084_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406621219863859346" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">THIS PHOTO HAS BEEN SOLD@$300. IF YOU WOULD LIKE ONE CLOSE TO IT, OR ANY OTHER REQUESTS PLEASE SEND AN INQUIRY.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">PAINTINGS ARE PRICED BY SIZE AND DETAIL. STARTING AROUND $150 AND GOING UP FROM THERE. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">I AM CURRENTLY WORKING ON A SAINTS PAINTING. IT IS NOT A PRE-SALE, HOWEVER IF YOU ARE INTERESTED IN IT PLEASE LET ME KNOW. IT WILL SELL FOR $300 OR MORE BUT I IF YOU WANT IT YOU CAN SEND ME A DEPOSIT OF $150 UNTIL IT IS COMPLETE. HERE IS THE PENCIL SKETCH OF THE PAINTING. THE SKETCH IS COLORLESS BUT THE PAINTING WILL NOT BE. THE HELMET WILL BLACK LIKE THE OLDER VERSIONS.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pFbx-pLWIf8/Swg363smIAI/AAAAAAAAADg/DpUoNxds8tY/s320/P1030523.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406632837181218818" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pFbx-pLWIf8/SwgtXp5P7pI/AAAAAAAAADY/oFC2XlDBasY/s1600/P1030517.JPG"></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pFbx-pLWIf8/SwgtXp5P7pI/AAAAAAAAADY/oFC2XlDBasY/s1600/P1030517.JPG"></a></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">I WILL BE STARTING ON MY OWN MORE MODERN VERSIONS VERY SOON.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">THEY WILL GO UP ON THE WEBSITE FOR SELL.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div></div>Dean Westnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2345709646254051712.post-38671198225186688812009-11-18T14:56:00.000-08:002009-11-18T14:57:27.392-08:00An Engagement over "BURN AFTER READING"<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; "><span style="font-style: italic; ">Burn After Reading</span> was on TV; and I was probably 15 minutes into the film. I was shifting around trying to get comfortable on the couch with Michelle, 2 glasses of wine, and Roxie (our fantastic K-9, well, K-2 maybe). After not paying attention, we started the movie over. <div><span></span>Wait, shit, stop! </div><div><br /><div><span></span>Let me take you back 45 minutes before this. I had planned to pick up a package from Michelle's brother; but guess what? They were not home. They were partaking in a convenient family outing. I needed this package! I actually didn't need it; because the event that I was going to use this package for, was not suppose to be until Thanksgiving. My original place was when I had snuck out of the house alone to pick up a couple bottles of Michelle's favorite wine. During that time, I was going to grab the ring from his house. Now, I am rushing downstairs to take Roxie to pee in the yard while Michelle's brother is dropping it off to me. During this time, Michelle was taking a bath. I get the ring from her brother. The only problem now is that it's in my hand. The one thing I know for sure, "it's suppose to be on her hand". After weighing my options between the kitchen and the living room ... I know it doesn't sound romantic; but to MY Michelle, (like how I said, MY, there:), as long as it was her and I together, it would be a romantic place.</div><div><br /></div><div>So my luck is <span style="font-style: italic; ">Burn After Reading</span> was killing me with some great actors; but it wasn't enough since Michelle had to take a pee break because of the of the wine. Perfect timing. Now what do I do with it? I decided I should try and set the camera on the counter to catch a quick, joyous, occasion before that package I was trying to get goes in to play. I refilled the wine, and had the camera aimed at the fridge. The living room didn't work... Michelle came out; and I was by the cabinet. I told her she needed to put the wine in the fridge while I grabbed snacks from the cabinet. As she walked in front of the fridge, I followed into camera frame that had shrunk to a height of just below Michelle's chin. (Shit! Oh, well... You saw part of the moment :). I asked her to Marry me, and made it down to both knee's. It was like a question in a prayer, I guess?? Anyway, after I pulled a small white box out of "THE PACKAGE", I held a white ring box out to Michelle. She said YES! by the way... Well, a yes followed by a "ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS?" Then, she said yes a few more times. Oh, and I am sure she will tell you that I opened the box upside down. You can't win them all.</div><div><span></span>But this one, I won...<br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="font-weight: bold; "><span style="text-decoration: underline; ">She is now officially the future Mrs. Michelle West!</span><span><span style="font-weight: normal; "> (From Michelle: "And that makes me the happiest woman in the world!!!!!!)</span></span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>We will figure out how to get a few pics of the ring soon!</div></div></span>Dean Westnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2345709646254051712.post-26773800272521993612009-11-16T21:52:00.000-08:002009-11-16T22:17:01.695-08:00A hope, a dream, and a scream."A hope, a dream, and a scream." he said as he stepped into the room.<div>A bright light shines as a voice speaks.</div><div>"What's your name?"</div><div>But it doesn't matter what your name is.</div><div>Your only one of a hundred.</div><div>You feel a pit in your stomach, it turns.</div><div>Your heart falls to your turning stomach; and grabs a hold.</div><div>This is it. This is your time to outshine the light.</div><div>Can you do it?</div><div>You take a breath. You remove your shell and bring out everything that is you, that is real, that is shameless. The light does not even exist anymore. Honest, raw, naturally human, but all You. No one else. </div><div>No one tells you who to be. You be.</div><div>No 1. in a Hundred.</div><div>It is only you. Your faults, your imperfections.</div><div>Never act! It screws up the scene.</div><div>Never re-act! Just let it happen.</div><div>Don't ask what your character would do, show them what your doing. </div><div>Within seconds you disappear. When you return you see the light, and hear the voice.</div><div>"Thank you, that was great!" You relieve yourself of stress of being all you.</div><div>"Thanks for coming in."</div><div>You step out of the room and your back to being an actor.</div><div>Until next time reality... Until next time.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Sometimes the problem with acting is that your acting.</div><div><br /></div><div>Don't be nervous, you have been you all day. Don't change a thing.</div>Dean Westnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2345709646254051712.post-73105236466670259212009-11-10T09:46:00.000-08:002009-11-16T18:01:34.347-08:00HOW LOUISIANA IS GOING SO FAR FOR MICHELLE AND ISorry guys, I have been crazy busy here in Louisiana! You'll be pleased to know things are going great! I am a part of a few movies that are in production right now. If you want to check them out, go check out my <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">IMDB</span> by clicking on the following link: <a href="http://pro.imdb.com/name/nm1706076/">Dean West <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">IMDB</span>.com</a> <span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre" class="Apple-tab-span"></span><br /><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">Facebook</span> also has a lot of photos from two of the past films, <a href="http://www.facebook.com/TheDeanWest?ref=name#/TheDeanWest?v=photos">Pictures from <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">TERREBONE</span>, and LOVE SHOULD.</a><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402534455195266690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pFbx-pLWIf8/SvmodpC47oI/AAAAAAAAACg/IqLiSl9bHBA/s320/IMG_3716.jpg" /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402534451672888178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pFbx-pLWIf8/Svmodb7Fs3I/AAAAAAAAACY/_gC6skjxTXA/s320/15441_551194993855_20402909_32663958_2339986_n.jpg" /> <div></div><div align="justify">Two other films are in post production. One is with Hillary Duff called THE BUSINESS OF FALLING IN LOVE, and the other is called FIRST LOVE ,THEN MARRIAGE. <span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre" class="Apple-tab-span"></span></div><div></div><div><span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre" class="Apple-tab-span"></span>Here is a link to some photos from the film Michelle just completed called THE <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">UNWELCOMED</span>. </div><div></div><div></div><span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,238)" class="Apple-style-span"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402616428256240754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pFbx-pLWIf8/SvnzBGfnJHI/AAAAAAAAACw/MxkPNEPQlU4/s320/14237_1168446610520_1208580174_30450630_8173939_n.jpg" /></span> <div></div><div><span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre" class="Apple-tab-span"></span>Michelle and I are both really happy about our move. Louisiana's film industry has graciously greeted us with open arms. Our families are way excited to have us around more often, and we are ecstatic to be around them more! </div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402537850307228386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pFbx-pLWIf8/SvmrjQ0qMuI/AAAAAAAAACo/JRM3zMgVXaY/s320/IMG00137.jpg" /> <div><div></div><div>We are both the new faces of a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">campaign</span> launching at the start of the 2010 year. The company is called <a href="http://21daystoamazing.com/">"21 DAYS TO AMAZING." </a>The <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">campaign</span> is called "JUMP," and we are hoping to wipe out, or <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">at least</span> put a huge dent in, obesity in our country. Our nation is looking for answers on how to pay for health care for this crisis, but no one is trying to address this issue before it <strong>becomes</strong> a problem! Heart disease is the number one killer in America. Guess what? Obesity and bad nutrition is the cause and the start of almost every disease. If you want to join the fight and become a member of "21 DAYS TO AMAZING," check out the website and feel free to contact us. </div><div> </div><div></div><div align="center"><a href="http://dean.west@21daystoamazing.com/">http://dean.west@21daystoamazing.com/</a></div><div> </div><div><br /> </div><div>More news to soon follow. We miss all of our C<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error">ali</span> friends and family! Hopefully, we will be back out there for pilot season and possibly my birthday! </div><div> </div><div></div><div></div><div align="center">Oh, and here is the last painting I did.</div><div></div><span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,238)" class="Apple-style-span"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402616659978709730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pFbx-pLWIf8/SvnzOlujauI/AAAAAAAAAC4/_G0CjAYgHUM/s320/3nb3k13o55O85Td5Sd9al00506be5cbb4174c.jpg" /></span></div>Dean Westnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2345709646254051712.post-45057128829935658782009-08-27T15:52:00.000-07:002009-08-27T16:03:59.532-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pFbx-pLWIf8/SpcOwVb4RgI/AAAAAAAAABo/3Na5IitfEqM/s1600-h/DSC00234.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pFbx-pLWIf8/SpcOwVb4RgI/AAAAAAAAABo/3Na5IitfEqM/s320/DSC00234.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374780903840564738" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Painting is finished. This one is sold, but I am working on two other some what about the same. This one sold for $200. <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: left; ">If you have any requests, or if you would like something like this let me know.. </div><div style="text-align: left; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: left; ">I am working on two others that are completely different, but they are pre-sold. However I will be doing some others that I will put up and they will be for sale, but I am more than happy for requests and I can show you a few sketches before I start on the painting... </div><div style="text-align: left; ">More to come...</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pFbx-pLWIf8/SpcOv5P9-aI/AAAAAAAAABg/im5cc3EGFGs/s1600-h/DSC00235.jpg"><img style="text-align: center;float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pFbx-pLWIf8/SpcOv5P9-aI/AAAAAAAAABg/im5cc3EGFGs/s320/DSC00235.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374780896274413986" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div></div>Dean Westnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2345709646254051712.post-61992955906241677162009-08-24T16:19:00.000-07:002009-08-24T16:26:34.049-07:00LOUISIANA.. A photo of a painting I am finishing up..<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pFbx-pLWIf8/SpMhdo6qPNI/AAAAAAAAABY/EoTAC9NCOl8/s1600-h/DSC00231.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pFbx-pLWIf8/SpMhdo6qPNI/AAAAAAAAABY/EoTAC9NCOl8/s320/DSC00231.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373675573466512594" /></a><br />This is a snap shot of a Painting I am finishing up. It is also up for sale if your interested.. It will be framed and finished up soon. Hope you enjoy it. <div> </div>Dean Westnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2345709646254051712.post-83064532546339680152009-08-23T13:05:00.000-07:002009-08-23T13:16:09.133-07:00A fishing story.. I hooked a big one.I just drove in from the Lake. My Dad, my uncle and I went fishing. It was just fantastic! You never realize how many stars are in the sky until you get to see them on a lake in the middle of the night away from all the hustle and bustle of city lights and annoying people. It was jet black almost all around except for a few lights off in the distance scratching through the blackness. Shooting stars were no longer a rare occurrence but as frequent as a horn honking on the 101 freeway, well... Not that frequent, but you get the picture. The lack of stress was so unknown to me. I was almost completely lost. I found myself however as I set the hook the hardest I have ever done before. My adrenaline rushed and my pupils dilated.. The small tree I had burned seconds before around 4:20, had hit with a clear high. I gave one more tug and then let off. A few seconds later we had to pull the boat closer to where I set my hook. That stump in the water never had a chance. :) Dean Westnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2345709646254051712.post-76184234039038887142009-08-20T19:33:00.000-07:002009-08-20T19:46:23.511-07:00Fighting with MMA fighters...So, today I got a last minute audition for a new film being shot in Louisiana called "Lockdown". They wanted a fighters that could act. Well, I am an actor who can fight. I also haven't thrown a kick in almost 4 years after the 2 months in the hospital which was about 4 or more years ago. I think 5. Anyway, I have to say for being one of the smallest guys in the ring I rocked that motha.. Feeling kind of proud that I can still move like I use to. Now I am off to take a really hot hot hot bath, drink a bottle of wine and then ice my ass! I am so freaking sore!!! My hip flexers and my back and hands hate me! <div> </div><div>Also my two little girls leave me tomorrow. Michelle and Roxy are gong to back to Cali while I stay here and feel out some more work in the Louisiana film Industry. It's sad that they don't give local talent as much respect out here. If</div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pFbx-pLWIf8/So4KRFb5EnI/AAAAAAAAABI/SRacr92Vjao/s320/My24thBirthday002-GeishaHouse4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372242694132798066" /><div> I would send in an audition tape from Los Angeles they would be more willing to give me the time of day than if I walked in to the audition here even though I have been working as an actor in Los Angeles for so long.. Crazy..</div><div> </div><div>I will miss my girls.. :( </div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pFbx-pLWIf8/So4KRtMFy_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/6HnOdSEXnyE/s320/11-2006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372242704803941362" />Dean Westnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2345709646254051712.post-12379024687902917772009-08-18T21:58:00.000-07:002009-08-18T22:11:55.646-07:00A DARK DAY<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">As I sit and wait for the day to pass</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">I keep my head just above water so I do not drown.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">On my face is a smile turned upside down.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">I squeeze my eyes tight in hopes the day will leave</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">But to my surprise it lengthiness with ease.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">It's pushed me further, so I fell to my knees.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">My hopes, my dreams they are so far away</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Star light star bright.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Where have you all gone this night?</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Blackness touches my skin</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">It surrounds me with a deep embrace.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">It holds me tight but does not catch the tear that falls from my face.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">It's over now.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">The black has turned to gray.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">My eyes will soon open. Tomorrow is another day.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"><br /></span></div><div><br /></div>Dean Westnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2345709646254051712.post-73494416578985745232009-08-18T07:39:00.001-07:002009-08-18T08:24:36.710-07:00Problem with Hollywood Clubs?<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);">OK, lets be honest. Hollywood clubs aren't what they use to be. Years ago Hollywood clubs were some of the best places to go party, chill, and have a drink with your friends. Now-a-days, Hollywood clubs are full of more Ed hardy, and Affliction wearing guys. The girls dresses are so tight it creates what we like to call The Muffin Top. C'mon ladies, you know that doesn't look so good. When your drunk and falling over later that night, it really isn't cute when the muffin falls off and we get to see just top. Guys, if you want to swallow paint and throw up on a shirt... Save it for the house. Don't leave the house with it on.</span><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);">Problem number 2 is Ego. From the bouncers to the club promoters Ego's have become so large that J-Lo says, "wow what a big ass". It is just as easy to not let someone in a club or ask them to leave while being nice. I know you hate your job, I know you hate having to go to this damn club every night and deal with annoying drunks and people that think they are gods gift. I am of-coarse not talking about the guys that are throwing money, or spraying champagne. I think they should be taken out of the club a lot quicker. If your a baller and you can throw money, then throw 10's or 20's. We are not strippers, or homeless people. Save your Dollars. Bring the 1's to the guys sitting outside with no home. They need the money.</span><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);">If you want to talk about how big of a baller you are and you get a table. That's cool, your stimulating the economy. Thank you for that. However, how come you are the same guy that asks for ever discount you can ever get. Your the guy that offers the club your fake Rolex so that you can leave and come back to pay the rest of your bill. Then you stiff the waitress, the person you have been telling all night, "Nah, I am a Hot Boy mah, I got dat money". Trust me "Bro" the girls working there have seen you and all of your twins in the club every night. Your the reason "Hot boy" has changed it's meaning. No waitress, or bottle service girl is going to give you her number. Good job giving her yours, but at the end of the night when you stiff them is probably when she decides she isn't going to call you. Or when she watches you make out wtih a drunk girl at your table, that could be when she decided not to call you. Ps. The girls aren't drinking out of your bottle because your hot, it is because it's free and someone that works at the club said hey go to table number "blahblah" and drink their money so they will buy more.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);">Now, what is the problem with these clubs you ask. Simple. There are too many damn promoters, egos, and greed!!! When you only have 5 to 6 promoters in a city and they know their crowd and where they want to be, it is much easier to have some great Hollywood clubs! Clubs that last, instead of fall of the face of the earth in less then a year so you have to paint the bathroom or something and name it after a french name for a vagina. Now, when their is over 40 promotion teams all in Los Angeles because they think it's the new IT job and that it is so easy, then you have way too many options. Everyone wants to go try out a different night. To see "their friend" the guy they met 2 nights ago. By the way ladies, if your hott, and you have a good amount of girls, you can go into any club you want. You don't need "The hook up" Lets put it this way. Hollywood has a lot of amazing looking people, however when that hand full of people get spread to 5 clubs in one night instead of 2 then the clubs suffer and the crowds are mediocre at best. Unfortunately it creates the problem of going to a club that feels like your flying somewhere on Southwest airlines.</span><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">You want to keep good people in your club? The ones that aren't causing you a hell of a lot of drama and are probably spending just as much in your club as the bottle service guys and actually tipping your staff? One bottle service guy may pay $400 for a bottle of Vodka, but when he shares it between 10 people you aren't doing all that well anymore. Lets get rid of the Ego's. Treat people like human beings all the time. Whether you can let them in or not, do it with respect. No one will be hanging around when you have to act like an ass just to have a good time. Another thing is if you own the club, that maybe named after a fruit, and you may resemble that fruit, then you should probably pay your promoters. If the promoters ever get a little smarted and learn to work together then the owners of some of these clubs would actually pay you. I know you think your making good money, but you should see how much you would make when your not getting a little skimmed off the top before you see how much money the club made that night. </span><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">My last and final thought. As a patron, don't waist all your time becoming famous in the club scene. Possibly think about pursuing your own career and stop wasting your fathers money on alcohol and vicadine. I get it, Paris became famous on vicadine and red bull, but I don't think she was aiming all that high anyway. Her parents own The Hilton Hotels! She is ok in her future. I mean come on, being on reality shows do not make you someone to look up to, nor does it make you talented or exceptional. I will admit, it does make you entertaining.. Dance monkey dance.. </span><br /></div>Dean Westnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2345709646254051712.post-17964785747377106032009-08-17T19:37:00.000-07:002009-08-17T20:11:15.482-07:00Some Old poems... New ones to come.<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 11px; "><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">THE LITTLE THINGS</span>(Friday, February 06, 2009)</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; ">Your cute when you snore</span></span></div>Your beautiful when you sleep.<br /><br />I love your pretty nose <br />Down your stinky little feet.<br /><br />I love the faces you make <br />when you brush your teeth.<br /><br />I love when you tell me you love me <br />and how you do it all the time<br /><br />I love that I don't question myself <br />and that you will always be mine.<br /><br />I love that you sleep like a princess<br />all through the night.<br /><br />I don't mind waking you up at 3pm<br />even though its a fight!<br /><br />I love your little pompom <br />when you put your hair on your head<br /><br />I love when you rub you own nose<br />When your trying to go to bed. <br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 11px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 11px;"><table class="blog" width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" style="text-align: left; width: 100%; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); word-wrap: break-word; background-color: rgb(177, 208, 240); "><tbody><tr style="font-family: verdana, arial, sans-serif, helvetica; font-size: 1em; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; "><td width="30" style="font-family: verdana, arial, sans-serif, helvetica; font-size: 1em; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; "><img height="1" border="0" width="30" alt="" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/spacer.gif" style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; " /></td><td style="font-family: verdana, arial, sans-serif, helvetica; font-size: 1em; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; "><div class="blogSubject" style="padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; background-color: rgb(177, 208, 240); text-align: left; ">SOME DAY SOON<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"> (Tuesday, February 03, 2009)</span></div><div id="pBlogBody_468297541" class="blogContent" style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; ">I love what I see and I love what I feel.<br />I know what is in my reach will always be real.<br /><br />To hold my heart is no simple task<br />Yet you do it with no guarding mask.<br /><br />Knowing your mind and the honesty you posses<br />It gives me strength and furthers my success.<br /><br />I give to you all that I can<br />And in the future I hope that you will take my hand.<br /><br />With respect and love you have made me fall,<br />Through that I proudly stand tall.<br /><br />You love who I am and what I have become<br />and I love that you grew up right where I am from.<br /><br /><table class="blog" width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" style="text-align: left; width: 100%; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); word-wrap: break-word; background-color: rgb(177, 208, 240); "><tbody><tr style="font-family: verdana, arial, sans-serif, helvetica; font-size: 1em; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; "><td width="30" style="font-family: verdana, arial, sans-serif, helvetica; font-size: 1em; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; "><br /></td><td style="font-family: verdana, arial, sans-serif, helvetica; font-size: 1em; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; "><div class="blogSubject" style="padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; background-color: rgb(177, 208, 240); text-align: left; "><label id="pBlogSubject_345148357">LIKE I NEVER HAVE BEFORE</label> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">(Monday, January 07, 2008)</span><br /></div><div id="pBlogBody_345148357" class="blogContent" style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; ">To find what you were never looking for <br />To feel what you have never felt before<br />To want what you have never wanted before<br />To care like you have never cared before<br />To hurt like you have never hurt before<br />To live like you have never lived before<br />To die like you have never died before<br />To belong like you have never belonged before<br />To conect like you have never conected before<br />To trust like you have never trusted before<br />To honor like you have never honored before<br />All of which is To LOVE LIKE YOU HAVE NEVER LOVED BEFORE<br />I LOVE YOU LIKE I HAVE NEVER LOVED BEFORE</div></td></tr></tbody></table></div><div id="pBlogBody_468297541" class="blogContent" style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "><table class="blog" width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" style="text-align: left; width: 100%; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); word-wrap: break-word; background-color: rgb(177, 208, 240); "><tbody><tr style="font-family: verdana, arial, sans-serif, helvetica; font-size: 1em; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; "><td width="30" style="font-family: verdana, arial, sans-serif, helvetica; font-size: 1em; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; "><img height="1" border="0" width="30" alt="" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/spacer.gif" style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; " /></td><td style="font-family: verdana, arial, sans-serif, helvetica; font-size: 1em; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; "><div class="blogSubject" style="padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; background-color: rgb(177, 208, 240); text-align: left; "><label id="pBlogSubject_318152589">Enjoy the Trip<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">(Thursday, October 11, 2007)</span></label></div><div id="pBlogBody_318152589" class="blogContent" style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "><p>Twists and turns are the road that life has made. </p><p>Don't be scared of what it is, just call a spade... a Spade.</p><p>Take each turn as another angle to veiw life. With this you will realize that the raod is not bad unless you are speeding through it and not enjoying every bit of it.</p><p>Life is full of feelings. They are not good, nor are they bad.</p><p>They just are. If we did not have these feelings we would not be living.</p><p>Pain is what makes happyness so Happy.</p><p>Defeat is what makes Triumph so worth it.</p><p>A stepping stone to life may be tragedy. If you don't step on that stone you may not receive the gift on the otherside. That gift may become mediocre and you will pass it by.</p><p>If you want to hear god laugh... Tell him your plan.</p><p align="center">Sit back and enjoy the ride. It maybe bumpy, but its just a trip to the otherside enjoy the scenery. What ever it maybe.</p><p align="center"><br /></p><p align="center"></p><table class="blog" width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" style="text-align: left; width: 100%; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); word-wrap: break-word; background-color: rgb(177, 208, 240); "><tbody><tr style="font-family: verdana, arial, sans-serif, helvetica; font-size: 1em; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; "><td width="30" style="font-family: verdana, arial, sans-serif, helvetica; font-size: 1em; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; "><img height="1" border="0" width="30" alt="" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/spacer.gif" style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; " /></td><td style="font-family: verdana, arial, sans-serif, helvetica; font-size: 1em; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; "><div class="blogSubject" style="padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; background-color: rgb(177, 208, 240); text-align: left; "><label id="pBlogSubject_257468743">Dreams as it seems..<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">(Wednesday, April 25, 2007)</span></label></div><div id="pBlogBody_257468743" class="blogContent" style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; ">Your dreams as it seems is the life that you left<br />For the heart that fell apart wasn't yours just yet.<br />You saw what you thought was you in your dreams<br />When all along it was your past in a fucked up stream.<br /><br />Fly in the sky to reach the star that you are<br />Don't jump from the stump where your feet sit safely.<br />You will fall from the wall and never get what you were after.<br />To close the distance with persistance is what you want.<br /><br />Don't awake for god sakes its not time to get up.<br />See what you can be when your time is in your mind.<br />Your heart can hurt but what you feel isnt' real<br />Or is your dream what it seams and your lifes not the fight <br /><br />Reality at times can strip away all your play <br />To hide what you reep and keep it very deep<br />Is the plan that the man never wanted to do.<br />In the corner where you Mortre give away your life.<br />You will not burn in return but you will treasure your pleasure.</div><div id="pBlogBody_257468743" class="blogContent" style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div id="pBlogBody_257468743" class="blogContent" style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "><table class="blog" width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" style="text-align: left; width: 100%; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); word-wrap: break-word; background-color: rgb(177, 208, 240); "><tbody><tr style="font-family: verdana, arial, sans-serif, helvetica; font-size: 1em; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; "><td width="30" style="font-family: verdana, arial, sans-serif, helvetica; font-size: 1em; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; "><img height="1" border="0" width="30" alt="" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/spacer.gif" style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; " /></td><td style="font-family: verdana, arial, sans-serif, helvetica; font-size: 1em; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; "><div class="blogSubject" style="padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; background-color: rgb(177, 208, 240); text-align: left; "><label id="pBlogSubject_257465733">TRUST<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">(Wednesday, April 25, 2007)</span></label></div><div id="pBlogBody_257465733" class="blogContent" style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; ">To trust. Is to open your mind body and soul to someone.<br />To let someone else hold your life in their hands. The judgment you use<br />to decide who is worthy must be strong. Its Hollywood. Aren't they all right for the Job?<br /><br />I open my mind and let you in.<br />You rearrange my brain until I see no end.<br />Confused and broken I know not what to do.<br />You have seperated my trust into two.<br /><br />My soul is open for you to share<br />I wouldn't have given you a part if you didnt care.<br />Tainted and miss colored you leave it be.<br />So fucked up does it even count as me?<br /><br />My body is now yours to do as you wish.<br />Its empty and detached<br />My trust you have missed.<br />You can not hurt what does not exist.</div></td></tr></tbody></table></div></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p></div></td></tr></tbody></table></div><div id="pBlogBody_468297541" class="blogContent" style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "><table class="blog" width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" style="text-align: left; width: 100%; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); word-wrap: break-word; background-color: rgb(177, 208, 240); "><tbody><tr style="font-family: verdana, arial, sans-serif, helvetica; font-size: 1em; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; "><td width="30" style="font-family: verdana, arial, sans-serif, helvetica; font-size: 1em; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; "><img height="1" border="0" width="30" alt="" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/spacer.gif" style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; " /></td><td style="font-family: verdana, arial, sans-serif, helvetica; font-size: 1em; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; "><div class="blogSubject" style="padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; background-color: rgb(177, 208, 240); text-align: left; "><label id="pBlogSubject_220453728">Don't be afraid to live<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">(Sunday, January 21, 2007)</span></label></div><div id="pBlogBody_220453728" class="blogContent" style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; ">Open your eyes<br />See the Water<br />Don't go near, it can drown you<br /><br />Open your eyes<br />See the fire<br />Don't touch, it can burn you<br /><br />Open your eyes<br />See the tiger<br />Don't touch him<br />He can bit you<br /><br />Open your eyes<br />See the tree<br />Don't climb it<br />You can fall<br /><br />Open your eyes<br />See the girl<br />Don't love her<br />She will break your heart<br /><br />Open your eyes<br />See the light<br />Walk to it<br />Your dead!<br /><br />Live in Fear<br />Waist your life<br />Live without<br />Die in Peace</div><div id="pBlogBody_220453728" class="blogContent" style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div id="pBlogBody_220453728" class="blogContent" style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; ">Sunday, January 21, 2007</span><br /></div><div id="pBlogBody_220453728" class="blogContent" style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; ">Two Skies that hold the same sun<br />One is covered by rain and one Shines bright<br />Do I love the sky that is clear and holds no darkness<br />Do I love the sky that is clouded and drips the water that feeds the earth<br /><br />Shining so bright that the earth is lit to see all<br />Dark and tangled so that you can see and look everywhere<br />So bright that you can't look directly at it<br />So dark that you can look anywhere but can not see<br /><br />Neither are perfect and I love them both<br />Perfection holds no faults<br />Perfection becomes repetition <br />Yet familiar and calming<br />Hate can not fix either sky <br />Love can make your dark days bright<br />Together we can fix all things<br />As one sky can create a Rainbow<br /><br />Equality</span><br /></div><div id="pBlogBody_220453728" class="blogContent" style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></div><div id="pBlogBody_220453728" class="blogContent" style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><table class="blog" width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" style="text-align: left; width: 100%; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); word-wrap: break-word; background-color: rgb(177, 208, 240); "><tbody><tr style="font-family: verdana, arial, sans-serif, helvetica; font-size: 1em; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; "><td width="30" style="font-family: verdana, arial, sans-serif, helvetica; font-size: 1em; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; "><img height="1" border="0" width="30" alt="" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/spacer.gif" style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; " /></td><td style="font-family: verdana, arial, sans-serif, helvetica; font-size: 1em; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; "><div class="blogSubject" style="padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; background-color: rgb(177, 208, 240); text-align: left; "><label id="pBlogSubject_206146901">The Street<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">(Saturday, December 16, 2006)</span></label></div><div id="pBlogBody_206146901" class="blogContent" style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; ">On the side of the road I sit<br />as rain falls and drips down my finger tips<br />Worlds waste is my space and my home<br />and my home is long gone.<br /><br />The view from the street is as far from you<br />as the cancer that you can never get<br />your undestanding of me is the square inside the circle.<br />It will never fit.<br /><br />I see you run and turn your face<br />I fear no one and except your grace<br />I take what I can get but will never have what I want<br /><br />The hardness of the ground has never been so soft<br />Yet it is far from cozy looking down from your loft<br />I over power shame to stay in the game<br />I see the world from your feet<br />Where my home is your street.<br /><br />Don't fear my world, it is what I create<br />the rainbow in my life is always my fate<br />my mind decides how my palace is shapped <br />and from the worlds harshness I can now feel no hate.<br /><br />Your brains may know grammer, science and math<br />where mine is my world, my heart, and it finds it's own path.<br /><br />So fallow in the footsteps of greatness<br />but as you walk never forget to look down.<br />Don't step on me. My home is your ground.<br /><br />People in need still have a life. We need to share what we can. Help someone this Holliday that you may not know. You may save a life with what you spend on gum.</div><div id="pBlogBody_206146901" class="blogContent" style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div id="pBlogBody_206146901" class="blogContent" style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "><table class="blog" width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" style="text-align: left; width: 100%; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); word-wrap: break-word; background-color: rgb(177, 208, 240); "><tbody><tr style="font-family: verdana, arial, sans-serif, helvetica; font-size: 1em; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; "><td width="30" style="font-family: verdana, arial, sans-serif, helvetica; font-size: 1em; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; "><br /> <img height="1" border="0" width="30" alt="" src="http://x.myspace.com/images/spacer.gif" style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; " /></td><td style="font-family: verdana, arial, sans-serif, helvetica; font-size: 1em; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; "><div class="blogSubject" style="padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; background-color: rgb(177, 208, 240); text-align: left; "><label id="pBlogSubject_168978941">THIS LITTLE LIGHT OF MINE<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">(Sunday, September 17, 2006)</span></label></div><div id="pBlogBody_168978941" class="blogContent" style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "><b><center><br />TO THY SUN I REACH WITH OPEN ARMS<br />TO HOLD YOU TIGHT FAR FROM HARM<br /><br />IN HOPES THAT COMFORT WILL KEEP YOU HERE<br />AND WITH MY BODY YOU WILL LOSE YOUR FEAR<br /><br />MY SELFISHNESS KEEPS YOU FROM LIGHTING THE WORLD<br />I CAN NO LONGER TREAT YOU LIKE MY LITTLE GIRL<br /><br />I REMOVE MY ARMS ONE BY ONE<br />AND HOLD BACK MY LOVE LIKE THE TRIGGER TO A GUN<br /><br />I WILL ALWAYS BE HERE TO RECIEVE YOUR RAYS<br />AND CHERISH YOUR LIGHT AS LONG AS IT STAYS<br /><br />NOW GO OUT AND FEEL FREE TO SHINE<br />I WILL NEVER HOLD YOU BACK <br />EVEN WHEN I FEEL YOU SHOULD BE ALL MINE. MINE . MINE.</center></b></div></td></tr></tbody></table></div></td></tr></tbody></table></span></span></div></td></tr></tbody></table></div><div id="pBlogBody_468297541" class="blogContent" style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">9/11 PRAYERS</span>(Monday, September 11, 2006 )</div><div id="pBlogBody_468297541" class="blogContent" style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; ">Twins were the friends that once stood alone.<br />When they fell from the sky<br />It hit us close to home<br />Through the terror of life they were torn to bones<br />When life became death it made a nation charish home<br /><br />When your mind becomes selfish and your choices are all your own<br />Terror can bring you back to realize none of us are alone<br />Your family is your heart and your friends are your future<br /><br />If your life becomes clouded and your heart is a dark grey<br />Your love is unfelt and we all become prey<br /><br />Never forget 9/11 or our familys weve lost<br />Lead your life with love and remember the cost<br /><br />Our debts are paid and our wars were faught<br />The lessons we have learned can never be taught<br /><br />Forever our prayers go up to the sky<br />and our dreams of 9/11 will force us to cry<br />Our safety in life can not be your main worry<br />Ejoy every day and do not rush tomorrow in a hurry.</span><br /></div><div id="pBlogBody_468297541" class="blogContent" style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div id="pBlogBody_468297541" class="blogContent" style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">NOT MINE</span>(Sunday, August 27, 2006)</div><div id="pBlogBody_468297541" class="blogContent" style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; ">The world is not mine. I know<br />When I open my eyes and see your sun.<br />It burns me..<br />When I touch your ocean and salt covers my wounds.<br />I cry..<br />When the world turns I go with it and my life flips upside down.<br />When your world is beautiful I am its Prisoner.<br />When love spreads across your globe and caresses the sky.<br />I am forced in a cave to hide and I don't know why.<br />When the trees change and leaves fall so do I<br />because you are my world<br />That which I cannot hide.<br /><br />I return to my cave so that the world can live its life.</span><br /></div><div id="pBlogBody_468297541" class="blogContent" style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div id="pBlogBody_468297541" class="blogContent" style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div id="pBlogBody_468297541" class="blogContent" style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div id="pBlogBody_468297541" class="blogContent" style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div id="pBlogBody_468297541" class="blogContent" style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div id="pBlogBody_468297541" class="blogContent" style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div id="pBlogBody_468297541" class="blogContent" style="padding-top: 5px; 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padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div id="pBlogBody_468297541" class="blogContent" style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div id="pBlogBody_468297541" class="blogContent" style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div id="pBlogBody_468297541" class="blogContent" style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div id="pBlogBody_468297541" class="blogContent" style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div id="pBlogBody_468297541" class="blogContent" style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div id="pBlogBody_468297541" class="blogContent" style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div id="pBlogBody_468297541" class="blogContent" style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div id="pBlogBody_468297541" class="blogContent" style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div id="pBlogBody_468297541" class="blogContent" style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div id="pBlogBody_468297541" class="blogContent" style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div id="pBlogBody_468297541" class="blogContent" style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div id="pBlogBody_468297541" class="blogContent" style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div id="pBlogBody_468297541" class="blogContent" style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div id="pBlogBody_468297541" class="blogContent" style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div id="pBlogBody_468297541" class="blogContent" style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div id="pBlogBody_468297541" class="blogContent" style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "><br /></div><div id="pBlogBody_468297541" class="blogContent" style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "><br /></div></td></tr></tbody></table></span></div>Dean Westnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2345709646254051712.post-8509295345586968232009-08-17T08:00:00.000-07:002009-08-17T08:14:30.453-07:00I have moved to LOUISIANA.. Let me explain....I grew up in Louisiana and worked as an actor/model in Tx and Louisiana growing up. I moved to Los Angeles very soon after Highschool to go further in my career. I am still following that career just as much now as I was then. <div>I have moved into writing and producing along with the acting now. Just recently Louisiana became 3rd in the nation for film, just after New York. After I looked into it and did my homework on Louisiana I was ready to move into the film market in my home state that was growing rapidly. </div><div>I met Michelle almost 3 years ago in Los Angeles and she just happened to be from Louisiana also. Then she became the love of my life. She would stay with me where ever I go for my career and I love her for that. I am really big on family and work. When I realized I could do what my passion is and be near my family, I started to look into it.</div><div> A few days ago I started putting auditions on tape for a film in Louisiana and then it went to call back, then I got the call that I was the only one they were calling back for the lead role. Long story short, I packed up some clothes and Michelle and my little dog Roxy drove our asses to Louisiana. We still have our apartment in Sherman Oaks, but if things go well we are planning on building a house here in Louisiana and moving so that this is our home. I will be working more and be near my family!!</div><div><br /></div><div>I hope that sheds a little light where we are, and where we're going!!</div>Dean Westnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2345709646254051712.post-62856260716791946982009-08-16T19:20:00.000-07:002009-08-16T19:38:26.595-07:00If I were you... (relationships) with a twist of comedy.<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">First off lets think about a relationship like a sports team. If someone isn't pulling their weight, or if someone isn't showing up to practice, or if someone isn't any good at the fucking game, kick them off the team!!!</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Don't get into a relationship to change the other person. People are who they are. If it's a small thing, ok, it may change. However, if he/she is a cheater he/she will probably always be a cheater. He or she hits you.. IT IS NOT BECAUSE HE/SHE LOVES YOU! YOU F*&K^%G RETARD! Trust me, if a guy isn't ready for a relationship you are not going to change him, nor will you have a great relationship. If he is mean or acting like he isn't that interested in you after a while it is because he probably wants out of the relationship but does not want to be the one to break it up. He wants to give you reason to make it not work.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Never rush a relationship! It's like trying to play for the Majors with a T-ball player. He or she is still hitting off a T and your throwing balls at his or her face. Trust me if you throw a ball at a chicks face and she catches it really quick "in her mouth" keep her for another week, then get rid of her. I can go on for ever about relationships, so if you have any questions please ask. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">A great relationship starts with trust, honesty, and being well spoken. No one is a mind reader, so if you have a problem don't be afraid to bring it up. Your both in the relationship for the same reason. To make it work. If your not, don't get in the damn relationship. If you think it's fun for a little while go ride a mechanical bull instead. Or go to Les Deux(hollywood club) and find a mate for the night, but don't get into a serious relationship if you don't see a chance of you marrying the other person. Just date, and keep it light.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Ok, thats it in a nuttshell for now. I am sure I didn't cover a lot of stuff, but I am also sure you have a short attention span!</span></span></div>Dean Westnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2345709646254051712.post-29106546752449611702009-08-16T09:13:00.000-07:002009-08-16T09:22:16.869-07:00Building the house #1<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pFbx-pLWIf8/SogxelB9vqI/AAAAAAAAAA4/4ZWZ74nx7YA/s1600-h/P1030392.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pFbx-pLWIf8/SogxelB9vqI/AAAAAAAAAA4/4ZWZ74nx7YA/s320/P1030392.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370596957045505698" /></a><br />So, I will tittle these building the house and number them accordingly. I am in the early stages of designing the house right now. I was just sketching out the outside and the layout/blueprints of the house. I am really trying to build more a modern house that is probably going to stick out a little bit in Louisiana, but then again I think I am going to stick out no matter where I am. Here is a small sketch of the outside. I will add in more details later. It's a 2 story home with a pitch roof. Remember this is early stages, so its very plain. The front of the house has a small Koi pond that will go under the wood planked front porch. There are two more parts to the house. You can see some of it here in the reverse sketch.<img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pFbx-pLWIf8/SogyHcsBhQI/AAAAAAAAABA/Rz7tmrIGk44/s320/P1030389.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370597659180631298" />Dean Westnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2345709646254051712.post-90813076700333306882009-08-15T10:33:00.000-07:002009-08-16T09:11:28.602-07:00Sunday Aug 16th<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">This is my first blog. In the future you will see random thoughts coming from this. Poetry, stories, philosophy and some plain old shit talk.. Get ready.. </span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>I just did a quick workout this morning. It is so hot in Louisiana right now, by the way Michelle and I drove into Louisiana last minute on Tuesday Morning because I got a call Monday evening saying I was the only one called back for the lead in a film that shoots here in Louisiana. I am not in the top 3 now, go figure.<div>It is great being back in my home state. Michelle and I, and of coarse Roxy(our Maltese) are planing on moving here permanently as soon as we can get all of our ducks in a row. The film industry in Louisiana is growing so much! It is really exciting to be able to do what I do and love, which is the entertainment industry, and be so close to my family again.</div><div>I missed a lot of things. I will also miss some great friends and weather from California!</div>Dean Westnoreply@blogger.com0