Welcome to the world of Wanderlust & Breaking Rules. Music is so much more than the average 3 minutes (or in my case more like 5) you hear on Spotify or the radio or even on CD. The stories, ideas and concepts go far beyond the lyrics on the page. So I want to welcome you to a multi-media view of the Wanderlust & Breaking Rules world. Dive deeper into the tales and fantasies these songs touch on. Experience the words in new ways and immerse yourself in art beyond the music.
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The River she is wild
Flowing, twisting, dangerous and loving
She feeds life and builds universes
But hurt her world and she takes back her kindness
She cleanses and muddies
Doesn't wait for permission
She cannot be held back from her destination
Be like The River
She doesn't apologise for making her own path
Even when misdirected
She still finds a way
Raging white foam or a slow meandering flow
She is nor love nor hate
She just is.
The Many Faces of Loss
Nothing To Lose
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On The Road To Nowhere...
Guided Meditation for a 6'5 Attitude
It’s been a week since I went on the run after, let’s call it the incident. I’m laying low in Crystal City before I head over the border into Mexico and change my name so I can never be found.
It’s not my fault you know? I hope if I ever get caught someone finds this and knows, it’s not my fault. I didn’t ask for the attention, all I wanted was a good night but some people just take it way too far. Maybe I was a little blinded by the Jack that was pouring all night but still! There’s no excuse for certain behaviors and I won’t ever back down from defending myself , no matter how far it goes.
I swung by the Mount Olive Baptist church on my way in to pray over the picture I brought with me and take the good memories with me but I just can’t seem to get into it anymore. For now I’m gonna rest up in the motel next to Yolie’s, grab some supplies from the dollar store down the road when it opens at 8 and head on South.
I hope I don’t get caught up in anymore shit between now and then diary.
‘Til next time…
The Music Industry is the patriarchal figure in 'Daddy's Girl'. A male dominated industry where women are often reduced to an object of physical admiration rather than listened to. My love/hate relationship and all my issues with this industry are encompassed in metaphors, reflecting the way we often have to veil our real thoughts and feelings so as to remain favourable and easily digestible to the masses. It's exhausting and exhilarating all at the same time. This industry is the thing that is making me, but I don't share all of its values.
When you think on it too long it starts to feel less like a party.