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Name: Jason
Metro: London
Birthday: 12/20/1986
Gender: Male
Interests: Music, Football (soccer to you Americans)JAZZ - Louis Armstrong, Jamie Cullum, George Gerswin, Benny Goodman CLASSICAL - Johann Sebastian Bach, Johannes Brahms, Ludwig Van Beethoven, Friedrich Chopin, Antonin Dvorak, Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart, Bedrich Smetana, Richard WagnerBRITISH ROCK/POP - Arctic Monkeys, Athlete, The Beatles, Blur, The Cardigans, Chumbawamba, The Clash, Coldplay, The Cranberries, The Cure, Doves, Editors, Elbow, Embrace, The Feeling, Franz Ferdinand, Hard-Fi, Idlewild, Kaiser Chiefs, Keane, Paul McCartney, Mika, Muse, Oasis, John Lennon, Queen, Radiohead, Ringo Starr, Starsailor, Snow Patrol, The Thrills, Travis, Turin Brakes, U2, Robbie WilliamsINDIE - Peter Bjorn, Marc Broussard, Jeff Buckley, Citizen Cope, Death Cab for Cutie, Eisely, Glen Hansard, Marketa Irglova, Moby, The Raconteurs, Damien Rice, Rufus Wainwright, Butch Walker Supporting Oxfam, Make Trade Fair
Expertise: Music (Singing, Piano, Guitar, and other various instruments) Nothing like a little music to spice up the day!
Occupation: Artist
Industry: Entertainment
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
AIM:  British4Eternity
MSN: British4Eternity@msn.com
Member Since:
3/31/2003
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| In this cold and distant world
Only one voice rings
Loud enough to be heard
A voice from far away
She comes to me amongst the shade
This angel whispers to me everyday
Dreams and happiness will find their way
Tired of this deserted state
I long to recreate
The beauty for which I’ve found
I can no longer wait Yet this angel I am sure Will rid me of my tire and my poor Her splendor is so pure I have found the only cure In this cold and distant world
-JW
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| This time, last year...
I embarked on my solo journey across the country. Little was known of what would come or who I would meet and much has happened since returning from this journey. But it is the memories I keep, in which I cannot relive.
It is funny to look back on a life-changing day, a year ahead. For it was today, that I got on a plane bound for San Francisco, were I would be staying for several months on my own. I remember the days leading up to my departure. Surprisingly, I rarely questioned my decision to leave my home. I was nervous, excited but ready to experience.
The day finally came and I walked onto the plane at around 7:30 AM EST. As I write this now, attempting to pinpoint the day, I was still in the air, getting ready to land, hovering by the window and gazing at the beautiful landscape, still unaware of what was to come.
Nonetheless, this day marked a new chapter in my life, a chapter that would continue for the next four to five months. I met new friends, laughed, smiled, discovered and cherished all that I had. I had become quite optimistic and soulful.
Yet it is interesting to think of how my life may have been different, had I not gone. Had I continued my monotonous life in New York. Certainly, I would not be writing this and perhaps my state of mind would be quite different.
But, it all happened and while it may seem as a distant dream, it was in fact a reality. I took a big risk and it paid off more then I ever would have imagined. I discovered more of myself and other human beings as well. Due to this, I've come in contact with some beautiful people.
And for that I thank you all who are apart of my life! For those who supported me on my journey and for those who were there and are here to talk to. Thank YOU!
-J
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| Aug 11, 2009
A Hidden LandscapeA quarter of my life spent in the city fair, yet as I fly high above the clouds over this beautiful American landscape I realise what I have been truly missing. The great vastness of land undisturbed by human spirit. The soft curvature of mountain peaks. This naked earth. While I realize this is not my first encounter with such beauty of space, I cannot help but to be overwhelmed each moment. I yearn to leap beyond this present confinement and embrace this land. Wrap my arms around its vast peaks and deep valleys.Let these moments be forever instilled in me and never be intruded or disturbed upon.Such a westward journey invokes nostalgia at every moment. My previous journeys have been met with shared happiness and independence. Will my present journey continue such nostalgia and is such nostalgia healthy for my soul?As of now I can only say that my present emotions have been heightened by such beauty. I can only imagine my emotions will continue to heighten as I visit such land for a third time in less than a year and a half. Perhaps my fourth journey back will be the final one. Or perhaps this one. But in this instance, I cherish the happiness I have found and know that I will continue my life search for continual happiness.Let me continue to live my life to the fullest and make such a nostalgic world a true reality. With regard and luck J.W.     Aug 16, 2009
Hayward HillOnly one day more on this trip for which I've only spent six walking back in time.I write to you at my last major destination upon Hayward Hill, where the beauty of nature continues to remain away from urban dwelling. A delicate wind caresses my body. The wheat grass dances with the soft touch of wind and dark green flora continues to flourish.It has taken me eight months to return to my present destination. I am delighted to report little change in the landscape. It is as if I had never left.I hide myself away from other human beings to write my recollections on this location of which I have only shared with one other individual. The evening before my last departure, I climbed Hayward Hill under a dark, chilly moonlight, overlooking the artificial urban lights before me. I remarked on my desire to return to this location for the mere feel of independence and solitude provided happiness and ignited passion in my soul. I made a promise to myself which I have kept.To this I realise that I will be able to maintain my goals and passions in life. Ideas that seem to dissipate with others.Therefore, the promise I make myself now is to continue living my passions for independence, music and travel. For these conditions make for my happiness. While they may seem small, they are all I need at this point in my life.For now I leave you with my accomplishment and know that I shall continue rolling in these delicate hills where independence comes alive. J.W     | | |
| August 6, 2009
Live for your passion
A message to college students and young adults:
After a long and arduous nine weeks of taking four summer classes, I handed in the last of my coursework today for the semester. Throughout the nine weeks of summer I spent at Queens College I learned in-depth about human biology, American literature, my physical fitness and the influence of media in society. I had many passionate professors who inspired my fascination for the subjects they were teaching and to my great surprise, I found many of these subjects to be quite exciting.
Nonetheless, after handing in the last of my course work today, I exited the Queens College campus to walk to my bus stop. To what I perceived at the time to be an unpleasant misfortune actually prompted a revelation.
The battery on my Ipod had died, thus leaving me to my own inner thoughts. If there is something in this world that I hate, it is a world without music. The notion of me sitting on a bus for 30-40 minutes without anything to excite my creativity as a human being and to cure my boredom, seemed quite unpleasant. Thus, my inner thoughts took over and I contemplated about what I had just accomplished in the last nine weeks of my life.
I had mentioned the passion that my professors invoked through the teaching of their subjects. My American literature professor always seemed to have an enthusiastic smile on her face when reading the vast amount of literature that she assigned. I myself have never taken any enthusiasm towards literature. Yet, her enthusiasm inspired me to take interest in American literature. Thus, for the last six weeks I have been immersed in the ideas that are encompassed in American literature.
One idea that I found fascinating, which I ended up talking about in my final paper, was the notion of American society being distorted. Writers such as Washington Irving, George G. Foster, Herman Melville and Nathanial Hawthorne seemed to use gothic elements in their pieces to depict the realities of America being distorted.
Thus, my interest in this idea of distorted America prompted my first revelation on how I want to live my life and how I feel most people should aim to live their lives. These writers were attempting to search for the truth about the world they lived in. We should all do the same! I, myself yearn to search for truth. I yearn to experience the reality of the world we live in. I cannot live in a dream world, as many others may choose to do. I want to continue exposing the harsh realities of society and use it as a means to change such realities. Create justice within this complex world. Of course this is much easier said then done. But it creates, within me a hard (possibly impossible) goal. Although, my life will never be stagnate. I will always be searching, actively engaging and dissecting the things around me to expose the ultimate reality. I believe if enough people attempt to analyze their circumstances, things can change for the better.
Thus, a notion to follow, I began to analyze myself in reality. Am I truly doing things that I have a love and passion for? Or am I doing the things that society expects me to do? In a way, my life encompasses both of these notions. I have a love and passion for music, which is something that I have set out to do within my life thus another revelation came.
I realized that while I may be going to school to learn about other fascinating subjects like American literature, biology and such, my true love lies within music. After coming home from learning about these subjects all day and/or working at my job, I must find release. The only thing that gives me joy and happiness within my life is music, whether its creating it on my own, jamming with a few good buddies or just listening to it on a bus, music is what I crave. It expresses the very complexities of my identity that I am unable to express through formal ways of communication (Even as I write this out on my compute, I don't feel I'm expressing it the way I truly want it to come up. Nonetheless, I want to get many of these ideas out on paper before they simply vanish).
Music is what gives me drive in life. It speaks to my emotions, which are a driving force in my life. To envision a moment without it to me, is to be dead. Thus, my predicament with my dead Ipod battery rendered me dead in some way.
In any case, I know that no matter what fascination I my have with ideas in literature or any of these subjects that they teach in higher education, my focus must remain on making music apart of my life.
I believe that I and everybody around me must follow there passions and dreams and not be controlled by society to take a job that one may hate. I talk to many older individuals who are 20, 30 or even 40 years older then me to find out that they always had a passion for something, but life through them a curve ball and they found themselves doing something else. In some cases, it turned out for the better, but in most cases a series of regrets follow. I cannot regret anything in my life and neither should anybody else!
While the road I choose, is often deemed and feared by society to be inadequate and a very low standard of living, I have no problem living such a life to live my passion for music. I say bring it on! And if it kills me (which it won't), I know that I died fighting for something I love rather then something miserable. Thus, the idea of living every day like its your last is very important and a motto that will always be ingrained in me!
While one may see it as suffering, I see it as living! Living by my standards, my way, my freedom. I'm am an individual! No one can control my thoughts or feelings. And yet while most people in the media and the greater of society attempt to control me, I will no longer let it be!
Just be strong, know that what you are doing is true and honest. And if you have yet to find your passion, look deeper into yourself and keep digging to find it. You soon will find it and by finding it and going forth with it, you will be a happier person! I know it. I've experienced it! I want to continue to experience it and relay to people who have expressed their passions to me.
Some find passion in finding another individual to love and care about. In fact, many of my friends, bear this passion. In such regard, don't let up. But I think it is quite important that you find out more about yourself then you do another individual first. Some individuals can't even explain themselves which creates a problem when talking to another individual. It takes times and energy to really dissect yours own identity. But if you find out who you are first and what you want to do with yourself, it will display a sense of confidence that others will find intriguing. Then you will be able to help another person and eventually care and love that person.
I'm no higher authority on any of these matters, I just felt that I would share my revelations with you as means of inspiring those who may feel a bit lost and have no idea why. Tell me what you think!
-Jason
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