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Artist Insecurities...

Hey there... I know what I know. I know what I can do and I know what I can not do. I view myself quite objectively. I know who I am better than in certain fronts, if I had to rate myself with certain criteria. I know who I need to aspire to in order to improve. I am always improving my skills. I never rest. I play guitar as if I am going to perform tomorrow. I am learning music. It is just how I am. I am always thirsty to improve mentally, physically and spiritually. I am always looking to be better and to push myself to the best of my capabilities. This brings us to singing. I don't push myself when it comes to singing. I don't know how to. Since destroying my voice with being a smoker 7 years ago (I smoked for 5 years), my voice changed. I didn't think that upon my first puff of a cigarette that I would be destroying my dreams. Fortunately, I quit. I quit too late, or just in time to be able to sing. Well, there is always a positive. Before smoking, I had no voice

Feeling Like A Grown Up!

Hello, I have been writing more than usual on the blog because I am feeling antsy, fidgety and slightly out of sorts. There is so much going on, I should be off my rocker, but the events that are happening in my life are more cerebral than physical. My mind is on overdrive. I am okay though. I am very happy, but I am quite scatterbrained. When I am like this, I record my thoughts in order to compartmentalize the cacophony in my head. I have lists and lists of things that need doing, and none of them are done. This irks me. The problem is that, I can not finish anything on my own, and when other people are involved in my dealings, things do not necessarily go according to my timetable. I have to be cognisant of the humbling fact that life and the Universe DO NOT revolve around me. People have their own rhythms, their own schedules, their own stresses and I am not always the priority in their lives. So, I have to be understanding. This doesn't mean that I have stopped trying to

Whatever Will Be Will Be, With Or Without You.

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Hey, :) I view human beings as vessels, simply because I view myself as a vessel. I am unique, but so is everyone else. I am special but so is everyone else. I am different, but so is everyone else. What I offer to people through my uniqueness is something that I can offer to everyone. Similarly, what others can offer to me is something that they can offer to anyone. I am not better or worse than others. I am just different. If I seek information, any vessel can deliver it to me. My quest for knowledge will bring the knowledge to me via any means necessary. There doesn't need to be a special entity to bring it to me. I will receive the information because I desire it. Nothing can stand in the way of this. If one vessel fails to provide me with what I desire, another will. Therefore, as U2 said, "With or without you..." desired results shall manifest. With or without me, people will live, be happy or be sad, if they so choose. I am not the desire. I am the tool th

IMPORTANT: Veronnica Wolpendz is DEAD!

Dearest Reader, Due to marketing reasons for my music career, the name "Veronnica Wolpendz" will soon be a distant memory. It shall be replaced by "Inana" for obvious reasons. Veronnica Wolpendz has served her purpose, and now she must be laid to rest. Inana is now born. Look! This shouldn't surprise anyone AT ALL. You all know that I am dramatic, changeable, theatrical, but last and not least, I am an artist. Art is all about reinventing oneself for relevance and ease of communicating the message. Besides.... Veronnica Wolpendz is: Too long Too complicated Too ambiguous Not easy to remember. On the other hand, Inana is: Short Easy to say by anyone of any age Easy to pronounce Easy to remember. I apologize for the inconvenience, but hey, it's harder for me than it is for you. It's business. Not personal. It is just not viable. So, a gal's gotta do what a gal's gotta do. Website domains have to be changed, and all

Thank You.

Hello There, Labels. You've been labelled. You label people and things. It is the norm even though I highly doubt that it is natural. Defining things may make it easier to communicate but it also limits the expansive nature of creation. So, as long as we know that by defining things, we also limit them, then we can always keep in mind that there is always more to an entity than what it seems. Take me for example. I am somewhat difficult to peg. I imagine that if I am defined by any word, words like eccentric, weird, obscure or even confusing might come to mind. I understand this even though I am very simple. I merely seem complicated because I do things that are seldom done, or because I do things that are discouraged. I take risks, many don't pay off, but the ones that matter do pay off quite handsomely. Due to my somewhat erratic, probably enigmatic and mysterious demeanour, I tend to make people who thought "knew me" feel like I am a stranger to them because I

Ouch!

The women will know what I am talking about... When your uterus hurts so badly it feels like you're about to give birth to razor blades. Your lower back is in agony and your thighs are pulling as if the uterus and the back are taking energy from it, and no matter what painkiller you take, the pain is shouting so loudly that you can hardly think of anything but it. In fact, good luck if you're going to try and concentrate on anything or worse, walk somewhere as your back will be hunched, spasms holding it hostage and wincing from the sharp shards of stabbing pain that come with the cramps. You know what I'm talking about, sister? I'm talking about the monthly trials of a woman honey. And, it is shit, baby. Total and utter nonsense. Not only are you half conscious because of pain, you're drugged to your eyeballs with some pain-numbing chemical which seems to make you more spaced out than to adequately numb the pain. So, you're high, in pain, distressed and

Beauty Is In The Eye Of The Beholder

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Dearest Reader, Phi Beauty, they say, is in the eye of the beholder. This is a comforting thought, except, it is not completely true. It is somewhat true. Sure, people have differences in preferences but true beauty is in energy, and that energy is honed and concentrated by geometry. So, beauty is in the eye of the beholder within certain constructs of geometry, symmetry and how certain shapes pull in energy, making them "shine" or exude beauty, while other shapes create an interference and emit energy that does not get perceived with pleasure, or where the object doesn't get perceived at all. Above geometry and symmetry, beauty is in how much energy an object receives. Therefore, even an object without harmony can exude beauty if it is replenished with energy and brimming with vitality. It is just that, those objects who are geometrically harmonious compel energy to it, while those that aren't geometrically harmonious need effort to have energy, an energ

Race, Language, Debates and Tolerance!

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Hey There, Obviously by now, few people are purely one of these Race relations are a very tricky territory to navigate because there are subtle nuances that offend others  intentionally or unintentionally, and at most times, they do not fall under the rational side of the spectrum. Our differing shades of skin, our differing land of origin, our differing religions and differing accents can be a source of incredible disputes. There are things that people will do with an innocent heart and with good intentions, which do not get received with pleasure. The cause of this is simply due to not understanding the other person. That is all. That can be fixed through discussion, but discussions are a rare pleasure. Discussions are rare because people choose to argue and defend themselves from seemingly being attacked when they have not been attacked but merely criticized constructively. Of course, some people will attack and not criticize constructively, but anyone with a thirst for growt

The Adjustment Bureau Has Me.

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Dearest Reader, Time is an illusion. I think we are all clear on this. If we are not all clear on this, then we still need to contemplate existence a bit more, through meditation, and we need to read a bit more, until we understand this reality. Time does NOT exist. What exists is information and HOW we view it. Therefore, what is commonly termed as the past, if observed objectively, is made of the same stuff that a fantasy is made of. The difference between the illusion called "a fantasy" and that called "reality" is that the past is believed to have happened, and that the other is BELIEVED to have not happened. Intrinsically, memories and fantasies are the same "substance", and they are made different by how we define and view them. Because the image in our head is BELIEVED to have happened, we call it a memory. The image, in our head, that we BELIEVE has not happened, we call a fantasy. I know I am most likely undermining your intelligence by out

SMH! (Shaking My Head!!)

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Dearest Reader, All I want right now is peace, and I also want the freedom to watch tv in peace, when I so wish. But, now... The new guy next door and I share a wall and the tv decoder, and when he changes channels, mine change too. I don't care really. He can watch the tv but, it also seems that when he switches his off, mine goes off too. I suspect that it is due to the fact that we have identical tvs and the remote controls are interchangeable on top of sharing a decoder. Apparently you can have ONE decoder for two tvs which broadcast things independently with some device. This device is in my room. *sigh* So, I dunno, hey. This could get on my nerves. The point is: I don't have time for this crap! I don't like tv so much as to be exasperated by it. But, it might cause some stress when it suddenly goes on in the morning while I am in my deepest, sweetest sleep, which will piss me off, because I hate being woken up prematurely by noise I didn't expect. I fee