Sunday, August 23, 2009
August 22nd, 2009. 4 Days After My Birthday. 3 Days after things at home became Undone. I was kinda Sad but...
I Met a Woman Who Exalted Me For More Dreams I Can't Conceive of Yet.
My time was free to do as I choose now that it was finally the second weekend here. I went to the library with all the time in the world. I could lock myself in here for 48 hours and finally catch up with all of what I meant to do. And so I got ready for the projex, and to map out all of what I was aiming to write of and upload. Before I began, I was in the 24/7 library lab and a woman came to me and said,
“Are you Crum?”
“Yeah, I am…”
Apparently she knew me ahead of time or perhaps heard about me. She spoke to me of how there is an open mic night here in St. Thomas and that I am wanted to speak Slam poetry or free speech. It seems people hear me and the way I talk and they want to bring me to places and show me new faces. This woman’s name is Rachelle and she is a faculty member for the Virgin Islands Council on the Arts of Virgin Islands Big Read Committee. Once a month, people seize microphones for fun and the fine arts. She wanted to know of my interest in this. And of course, I went into her office and she started to know who I was within 15 to 20 minutes of us speaking with one another.
She told me that the Woman who conducts this event once a month in St. Thomas is actually a daughter of 2 professors here. And she spoke of creativity. For her to speak to ME of creativity, I told her what I do and who I am. Some of the things I told her made her feel chills. She said so and showed me. I told her I have always been into music, poetry, writing, movies, and media in general. That I kinda thrive on it. She says people get up there and express themselves and that I would honestly be astonishing at a place like that. I have no idea what it is like, or how big it is at all. Apparently it is one of the most celebrated events in St. Thomas. I reflected on my life thus far, just being here for almost 2 weeks. I also showed her my internet about Crumin’ all over the Virgin Islands. She said it was amazing how faces come to this place and meet people here that draw a lot out of someone. I told her I want to speak to the President. She said, “Wow. You do?” I said “Yeah, I do, and he knows it too. I looked him in his eyes and told him I’d see and meet with him again when I shook his hand and took a picture with him. And that I also met the Governor.”
She said it was incredible that the Universe brought me to this place because she acknowledged how spiritual or spirited I am and I guess the things I spoke and the notions I provoked made her feel chills. She said that for me of all people to be here, here and now, spirituality is something that is absent here. So she was very supportive and honored for my presence at this place. And as I showed her my Virgin Island Internet book, I told her technically it was called a blog, but after I almost died and got frightened of my writings never being known if 5 minutes was any different then when I damn near lost my life, I explained that I let the internet let me take matters into my own hands because I got tired of waiting on publication companies to put me through the door for creating a real book. And that I cast it all online and let it be there forever. She felt more chills and told me that I just gave her the idea she was looking for for a long time because they wanted to come up with a way to suggest online journals. And it was there in front of her after I typed it in the net’s address bar. She has been meaning to share such a concept with her colleagues here at UVI because the idea that came from my example describes my internet books to be online diaries, journals, transcriptions, or records of my travels and adventures. I explained that I have hundreds of hours of video footage for my video diaries about my travels and adventures between Ireland and the Virgin Islands. She expressed how impressed she was. She immediately put my email address through to the powerful people involved in all these ideas. People who were either of fellow faculty connects, or the woman that is the master mind behind open mic nights once a month here in St. Thomas. She wants me to meet them and she described me to them to be a interesting student.
And more so, I SHOWED her that I almost died because they was only words until I lifted my shirt. As she seen my scar and dropped her jaw, also noticing the staple holes too, she thought it was long ago. I told her it wasn’t. I told her this happened to me just four months ago. She was baffled but amazed. I said it occurred in April on the 19th. Things became amplified at this moment because she was like, “And only after 4 months coming that close to not living at all, you’re HERE… NOW…” I guess it was a truth that was passed off as something indescribably powerful. I told her I was in Ireland before I got here. I also told her about what happened with me having to leave certain things behind that mean a lot, regarding the wishes that were just as valid to me as these Caribbean dreams. I acknowledged how I got torn in a tug-or-war between 2 things that I never knew could come true and that I still believe it could possibly be fate that I came to these islands anyways. Me finding out there was a Crum Bay at the place I chose out of all the decisions I would decide to travel to in the WORLD, it clinched this notion of fate. I never really gave thought to things like destiny and fate until I learned what I retained in Ireland as a student at the Institution of Art, Design, and Technology in the suburbs and outskirts of Dublin when was in Ireland. CRUM BAY…. And that tripped me out. She said, “Everything happens for a reason.”
She wanted to give me a book to read and I told her I’d love to read it but I have a lot on my plate right now to try and keep up with. Then she became initially hesitant until I assured her that I would be honored to accept any book as a gift because even though I don’t read well because I have eccentric psychological conditions, I seem to collect more books that consume. And that I already have a library because in my eyes, just like an IPOD can reflect a lot about someone – somewhat as a really remarkable reference – books seem to share the same affect. A library of books could be an excellent insight into who someone is. Even if I can’t read as many as I’d really like to. She gave me a book about the event of this open mic nights and how it really exploded with hopes that were just as tangible as realities. It was written by someone who went to these same open mic nights and became so incredibly inspired that they felt compelled to write this book about what it meant, and how it opened a whole other world or realm of passions to pursue. I told her I’d be more than willing to take the microphone into my hands and speak of my life in my rhythm or way with words. She was very pleased and encouraging of these responses.
She also discovered what my tattoo was about and why it is there till I am not anymore… This woman seemed to be a gateway to even more dreams I know nothing of at this point.
My time was free to do as I choose now that it was finally the second weekend here. I went to the library with all the time in the world. I could lock myself in here for 48 hours and finally catch up with all of what I meant to do. And so I got ready for the projex, and to map out all of what I was aiming to write of and upload. Before I began, I was in the 24/7 library lab and a woman came to me and said,
“Are you Crum?”
“Yeah, I am…”
Apparently she knew me ahead of time or perhaps heard about me. She spoke to me of how there is an open mic night here in St. Thomas and that I am wanted to speak Slam poetry or free speech. It seems people hear me and the way I talk and they want to bring me to places and show me new faces. This woman’s name is Rachelle and she is a faculty member for the Virgin Islands Council on the Arts of Virgin Islands Big Read Committee. Once a month, people seize microphones for fun and the fine arts. She wanted to know of my interest in this. And of course, I went into her office and she started to know who I was within 15 to 20 minutes of us speaking with one another.
She told me that the Woman who conducts this event once a month in St. Thomas is actually a daughter of 2 professors here. And she spoke of creativity. For her to speak to ME of creativity, I told her what I do and who I am. Some of the things I told her made her feel chills. She said so and showed me. I told her I have always been into music, poetry, writing, movies, and media in general. That I kinda thrive on it. She says people get up there and express themselves and that I would honestly be astonishing at a place like that. I have no idea what it is like, or how big it is at all. Apparently it is one of the most celebrated events in St. Thomas. I reflected on my life thus far, just being here for almost 2 weeks. I also showed her my internet about Crumin’ all over the Virgin Islands. She said it was amazing how faces come to this place and meet people here that draw a lot out of someone. I told her I want to speak to the President. She said, “Wow. You do?” I said “Yeah, I do, and he knows it too. I looked him in his eyes and told him I’d see and meet with him again when I shook his hand and took a picture with him. And that I also met the Governor.”
She said it was incredible that the Universe brought me to this place because she acknowledged how spiritual or spirited I am and I guess the things I spoke and the notions I provoked made her feel chills. She said that for me of all people to be here, here and now, spirituality is something that is absent here. So she was very supportive and honored for my presence at this place. And as I showed her my Virgin Island Internet book, I told her technically it was called a blog, but after I almost died and got frightened of my writings never being known if 5 minutes was any different then when I damn near lost my life, I explained that I let the internet let me take matters into my own hands because I got tired of waiting on publication companies to put me through the door for creating a real book. And that I cast it all online and let it be there forever. She felt more chills and told me that I just gave her the idea she was looking for for a long time because they wanted to come up with a way to suggest online journals. And it was there in front of her after I typed it in the net’s address bar. She has been meaning to share such a concept with her colleagues here at UVI because the idea that came from my example describes my internet books to be online diaries, journals, transcriptions, or records of my travels and adventures. I explained that I have hundreds of hours of video footage for my video diaries about my travels and adventures between Ireland and the Virgin Islands. She expressed how impressed she was. She immediately put my email address through to the powerful people involved in all these ideas. People who were either of fellow faculty connects, or the woman that is the master mind behind open mic nights once a month here in St. Thomas. She wants me to meet them and she described me to them to be a interesting student.
And more so, I SHOWED her that I almost died because they was only words until I lifted my shirt. As she seen my scar and dropped her jaw, also noticing the staple holes too, she thought it was long ago. I told her it wasn’t. I told her this happened to me just four months ago. She was baffled but amazed. I said it occurred in April on the 19th. Things became amplified at this moment because she was like, “And only after 4 months coming that close to not living at all, you’re HERE… NOW…” I guess it was a truth that was passed off as something indescribably powerful. I told her I was in Ireland before I got here. I also told her about what happened with me having to leave certain things behind that mean a lot, regarding the wishes that were just as valid to me as these Caribbean dreams. I acknowledged how I got torn in a tug-or-war between 2 things that I never knew could come true and that I still believe it could possibly be fate that I came to these islands anyways. Me finding out there was a Crum Bay at the place I chose out of all the decisions I would decide to travel to in the WORLD, it clinched this notion of fate. I never really gave thought to things like destiny and fate until I learned what I retained in Ireland as a student at the Institution of Art, Design, and Technology in the suburbs and outskirts of Dublin when was in Ireland. CRUM BAY…. And that tripped me out. She said, “Everything happens for a reason.”
She wanted to give me a book to read and I told her I’d love to read it but I have a lot on my plate right now to try and keep up with. Then she became initially hesitant until I assured her that I would be honored to accept any book as a gift because even though I don’t read well because I have eccentric psychological conditions, I seem to collect more books that consume. And that I already have a library because in my eyes, just like an IPOD can reflect a lot about someone – somewhat as a really remarkable reference – books seem to share the same affect. A library of books could be an excellent insight into who someone is. Even if I can’t read as many as I’d really like to. She gave me a book about the event of this open mic nights and how it really exploded with hopes that were just as tangible as realities. It was written by someone who went to these same open mic nights and became so incredibly inspired that they felt compelled to write this book about what it meant, and how it opened a whole other world or realm of passions to pursue. I told her I’d be more than willing to take the microphone into my hands and speak of my life in my rhythm or way with words. She was very pleased and encouraging of these responses.
She also discovered what my tattoo was about and why it is there till I am not anymore… This woman seemed to be a gateway to even more dreams I know nothing of at this point.
Monday, August 17, 2009
The Hugest Annual Beach Party In All Of St. Thomas
This was probably, moment-for-moment, minute-for-minute, the craziest and tightest experience ever. I hope I could describe all these things but so much of it WILL be left out because each hour was so incredible that there isn't a way to say how much went on. It started out just getting set up. I went and met with the Lambert Media Company, who are people that have became friends on my honor (and visa versa). Then there after, I found out it was about to begin at noon so I went and grabbed some FOOD. I came back for the beginning. And man... It was On! There was a man who was on the stage giving a really cool opening speech on the beach to the people ready to party they asses off. It was the St. Thomas Chili Cook Off (Which is a fund-raiser). Probably one of the funnest times of the year. All kinds of drinks, people swimmin' in gorgeous weather and hot aqua water.
As it began, the man to the stage gave an honorable introduction to the Governor. And the Governor came to the Microphone to speak about his culture, people, and the feel-good aspect of bein' in the Caribbean. The weather, the drinks, the peaceful people who were here to have a blast. It was badass. I recorded the whole thing.
The Governor ended up meeting me. I was in front of the UVI booth and he came up right beside and shook my hand. The Governor of the Virgin Islands!! He asked who I was and what I do. I told him where I'm from and why I'm here. He spoke with me for a good amount of minutes and moments. Then he shook my hand and took pictures with me and acknowledged that he was happy I was here. I was thrilled.
And after was when things started to get crazy and go ape-shit. I met Justin and Brandy. They are two of my friends in Florida who I met here in St. Thomas that found out who I was when me and Celestino made Tha Projex at Duffy's Love Shack and Saint Lounge, the two clubs where the UVI club night was happenin' at. They were stoked and immediately gave me awesome hospitality. They had several bottles and so I had hella unlimited free drinks with a buncha CRUM RUM. So this was how it all began man. And it wasn't even an hour into it at all.
I met so many islanders that really liked me a lot. I left my newest shirt that
Nina bought me and got me at 7 Feathers in the valley. And my camera, IPOD, Watch, and Sandles, I got to keep them at The Media Company where my friends from Lambert booth were. I got on with the drinks, the beard, the bandanna, and the scar and tattoo everyone kept asking me about.
I met a really cool cat, an Islander named Jack. He was rosta. And when he saw me, he smiled, shook me props, laughed and was like, "Man, you MUCHO MAAN RANDY SAAVAAAGE!! You hear that all the time, huh?!" :) I was like, "Holy Shit maan, I've heard it ALL." We both started laughin' our asses off. I was blown away cuz when he said that, everyone else was like, "YEAH MAN!" So I took pictures and told him I wish I had Jerky, I'd get a picture with him when I'd Snap into a Slim Jim.'
Other people met me and asked how I almost died and what that was like. All I was wearin was shorts, so of course my scar and tat were every where I went. Justin and Brandy were two people who are 25 and 26. They both got their carreers created and here soon, they are gonna move to the Caribbean when they both graduate. A lot like Tyler and his girlfriend Katelyn have together right now. I plan to do the same thing too. Justin and Brandy were both so cool and comfortable with eachother. I could really tell that they were the best of friends with eachother. It was nothing to envy, I actually admired them. They are already in my 'Cruminal TV' channel through youtube, but I won't be able to produce all of these movies and uploads until later in life. They are already in touch with me from Florida and they'd come to the West Side and I'll go to Florida, even if it's by myself, depending on life later on. I've always loved travelin and I've accepted it as a part of my life now. Ultimately, it'd be ideal to share those adventures with a friend thats worth a lot of the same things. That's nothing I'd know though later on.
We were in the water and I was recording with the camera in one hand above the aqua and a drink in the other and I'm like ,"Justin, Speak some truth bro, tell us what it is" :)
He says, "A place like this... It changes your soul bro. You come back from the states, you come here, you live here, you become more patient. You'll be more resourceful. You wake up on a Saturday morning and you say 'Lets go to Platform Beach' you don't say 'Lets watch re-runs a cartoons, you say, 'Lets go, Lets go... To the BEACH."
"UH-HAHAH, HAHAHAH.. HEHEHE."
(I Busted Up in the Aqua, I swear to God - This is gonna get uploaded in youtube fast.)
Justin continues, "Thats what it is, it's Paradise, man. You don't turn from that."
"Hey, give me some of that Leo love Homeboy!"
Justin Says, "Absolutely" :)
As it began, the man to the stage gave an honorable introduction to the Governor. And the Governor came to the Microphone to speak about his culture, people, and the feel-good aspect of bein' in the Caribbean. The weather, the drinks, the peaceful people who were here to have a blast. It was badass. I recorded the whole thing.
The Governor ended up meeting me. I was in front of the UVI booth and he came up right beside and shook my hand. The Governor of the Virgin Islands!! He asked who I was and what I do. I told him where I'm from and why I'm here. He spoke with me for a good amount of minutes and moments. Then he shook my hand and took pictures with me and acknowledged that he was happy I was here. I was thrilled.
And after was when things started to get crazy and go ape-shit. I met Justin and Brandy. They are two of my friends in Florida who I met here in St. Thomas that found out who I was when me and Celestino made Tha Projex at Duffy's Love Shack and Saint Lounge, the two clubs where the UVI club night was happenin' at. They were stoked and immediately gave me awesome hospitality. They had several bottles and so I had hella unlimited free drinks with a buncha CRUM RUM. So this was how it all began man. And it wasn't even an hour into it at all.
I met so many islanders that really liked me a lot. I left my newest shirt that
Nina bought me and got me at 7 Feathers in the valley. And my camera, IPOD, Watch, and Sandles, I got to keep them at The Media Company where my friends from Lambert booth were. I got on with the drinks, the beard, the bandanna, and the scar and tattoo everyone kept asking me about.
I met a really cool cat, an Islander named Jack. He was rosta. And when he saw me, he smiled, shook me props, laughed and was like, "Man, you MUCHO MAAN RANDY SAAVAAAGE!! You hear that all the time, huh?!" :) I was like, "Holy Shit maan, I've heard it ALL." We both started laughin' our asses off. I was blown away cuz when he said that, everyone else was like, "YEAH MAN!" So I took pictures and told him I wish I had Jerky, I'd get a picture with him when I'd Snap into a Slim Jim.'
Other people met me and asked how I almost died and what that was like. All I was wearin was shorts, so of course my scar and tat were every where I went. Justin and Brandy were two people who are 25 and 26. They both got their carreers created and here soon, they are gonna move to the Caribbean when they both graduate. A lot like Tyler and his girlfriend Katelyn have together right now. I plan to do the same thing too. Justin and Brandy were both so cool and comfortable with eachother. I could really tell that they were the best of friends with eachother. It was nothing to envy, I actually admired them. They are already in my 'Cruminal TV' channel through youtube, but I won't be able to produce all of these movies and uploads until later in life. They are already in touch with me from Florida and they'd come to the West Side and I'll go to Florida, even if it's by myself, depending on life later on. I've always loved travelin and I've accepted it as a part of my life now. Ultimately, it'd be ideal to share those adventures with a friend thats worth a lot of the same things. That's nothing I'd know though later on.
We were in the water and I was recording with the camera in one hand above the aqua and a drink in the other and I'm like ,"Justin, Speak some truth bro, tell us what it is" :)
He says, "A place like this... It changes your soul bro. You come back from the states, you come here, you live here, you become more patient. You'll be more resourceful. You wake up on a Saturday morning and you say 'Lets go to Platform Beach' you don't say 'Lets watch re-runs a cartoons, you say, 'Lets go, Lets go... To the BEACH."
"UH-HAHAH, HAHAHAH.. HEHEHE."
(I Busted Up in the Aqua, I swear to God - This is gonna get uploaded in youtube fast.)
Justin continues, "Thats what it is, it's Paradise, man. You don't turn from that."
"Hey, give me some of that Leo love Homeboy!"
Justin Says, "Absolutely" :)
Friday, August 14, 2009
Life's About To Get Very Crazy Really Soon. I'm Used To Murphy's Law!
Things have became insane all over again. Things are going to be hard. VERY hard. I'm kinda hardcore so it's no big deal. But for the things that have occured recently. I find myself running into multiple complications and very stressful ridiculous situations. Because of the very bad and adverse things that happened to me in Ireland, it has had a bad affect on my life now. The things that happen to me in Ireland were things I had no fault in at all. But still, I was forced to pay. I guess it's ok cause hindsight not always 20/20.
I've ran into crazy dilemmas regarding a temporary lack of cash. Because I lost a lot of money in Ireland for things that were out of my control, I am faced to try and live life without a little bit of money to make things easy. No big deal though. I am in Paradise. There is no price for a truth like that. But that is only one thing. I can not buy the books I need for my courses right away because financial aid comes way later by my home Universities procedures. Yeah, Yeah, Yeah... I'll manage. But of other things...
My computer is also busted for right now. I can not and will not be able to keep up with the projex, my emails to my SOU colleagues, my communications to my friends and family at home by my SKYPE account, I cannot tackle all my cyber-priorities and electronic errands, and I can't do a damn thing about academic responsibilities or my social relations. Oh Well.
And of those two things to occur at the same time, at a time like this... As if that was not bad enough... I seem to have a hell of a lot of poison in my skin. I have a lot of poison in my blood. And I can't get rid of it because of bullshit medical policies. I wonder what could go wrong beyond the shit I'm havin' to handle now.
Between a lack of cash, a fuct up computer I live my life through, and havin' poison in my skin... To have it all happen all at once, it kinda makes me concerned. I could not begin to tell you how many times I run into Murphy's Law in one season maan. But there is no way I'd let any of these things bring me down because It is way too gorgeous and fun to be pissed or discouraged here. I've ran into so many problems in life that this shit doesn't surprise me at all. I've never had these particular complications but I've always rode of a lot optimism, luck, faith, and determination even when I got knocked down a lot. I guess I just get back up and continue forward one day at a time. I put one foot in front of the other. And my homeboy Penny says that for all the crazy shit I'm havin' to deal with, "You handle it really well MON."
Aside from those issues, I also have social and emotional things going on within me that has a lot to do with a Brazilian lady friend back at home. But I guess it isn't my place to try and find some kind of medium due to certain things I couldn't really say from one week ago, as well as a few days back. If I try to make too much sense of things I know so little of, it leaves me guessing or questioning. That is not easy for me because of how analytical and huge-hearted I am. I isn't right for me to assume certain things based on the way it all feels just because I'm in the dark about a lot of shit. So I just have to handle things my own way on my side I guess. And that's cool. But maybe by my birthday, things would be simple &/ exciting. Thats usually how it always was. But I guess unexpected things occur even when they don't have to. I have way too much good goin' on to try and let myself become somber or sad. I cannot allow myself to feel bad at a place and time like this tight ass shit man~ :)
I've ran into crazy dilemmas regarding a temporary lack of cash. Because I lost a lot of money in Ireland for things that were out of my control, I am faced to try and live life without a little bit of money to make things easy. No big deal though. I am in Paradise. There is no price for a truth like that. But that is only one thing. I can not buy the books I need for my courses right away because financial aid comes way later by my home Universities procedures. Yeah, Yeah, Yeah... I'll manage. But of other things...
My computer is also busted for right now. I can not and will not be able to keep up with the projex, my emails to my SOU colleagues, my communications to my friends and family at home by my SKYPE account, I cannot tackle all my cyber-priorities and electronic errands, and I can't do a damn thing about academic responsibilities or my social relations. Oh Well.
And of those two things to occur at the same time, at a time like this... As if that was not bad enough... I seem to have a hell of a lot of poison in my skin. I have a lot of poison in my blood. And I can't get rid of it because of bullshit medical policies. I wonder what could go wrong beyond the shit I'm havin' to handle now.
Between a lack of cash, a fuct up computer I live my life through, and havin' poison in my skin... To have it all happen all at once, it kinda makes me concerned. I could not begin to tell you how many times I run into Murphy's Law in one season maan. But there is no way I'd let any of these things bring me down because It is way too gorgeous and fun to be pissed or discouraged here. I've ran into so many problems in life that this shit doesn't surprise me at all. I've never had these particular complications but I've always rode of a lot optimism, luck, faith, and determination even when I got knocked down a lot. I guess I just get back up and continue forward one day at a time. I put one foot in front of the other. And my homeboy Penny says that for all the crazy shit I'm havin' to deal with, "You handle it really well MON."
Aside from those issues, I also have social and emotional things going on within me that has a lot to do with a Brazilian lady friend back at home. But I guess it isn't my place to try and find some kind of medium due to certain things I couldn't really say from one week ago, as well as a few days back. If I try to make too much sense of things I know so little of, it leaves me guessing or questioning. That is not easy for me because of how analytical and huge-hearted I am. I isn't right for me to assume certain things based on the way it all feels just because I'm in the dark about a lot of shit. So I just have to handle things my own way on my side I guess. And that's cool. But maybe by my birthday, things would be simple &/ exciting. Thats usually how it always was. But I guess unexpected things occur even when they don't have to. I have way too much good goin' on to try and let myself become somber or sad. I cannot allow myself to feel bad at a place and time like this tight ass shit man~ :)
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