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A Blissful Truth


The branches overhead
begin to clear out
and the bright rays
kiss the ground beneath me.
The soft, white sand
is gentle to every step I take.
The sunlight is warm
and the fluttering
of critters around me
is charming.
The colors of
the fluorescent water,
the exotic fruits,
and the setting sun
is enchanting.
I only want to walk toward it all
and to bask
in what this path
has led me to,
but hesitation
is fighting back.
History shows that perfection
is just an urban legend,
so what’s the catch here?
Where’s the sharp edge?
So much skepticism on my part,
but there’s not a rain cloud in sight.
The waves move in a steady rhythm
and bliss is all there is.
I’ll take it.
I won’t complain.
I’ll forget my paranoia for this.
there is some truth
to the myths of the world
and happiness is not so unattainable.


The Truth Will Set You Free


The fact of the matter is that a person can’t get mad at you for being honest. You’re telling the truth and you simply cannot fight with that; however, there are plenty of people who ignore this and still get mad when faced with reality. Unfortunately, there are too many people in the world who would much rather hear something that benefits them or just sounds pretty than the truth. I’ll admit that I have my moments where the facts are the last thing I want to look at. Sometimes I would much rather focus on my own speculation, opinions, and assumptions than see what is actually going on. But I do have an uninterrupted respect for honesty. I will always appreciate the truth and acknowledge its value at some point or another. Personally, I try to stick to being real. I don’t believe in being fake (although sometimes politics do come into play) because I believe that the reality of a situation will always outlive even the best of lies.

The truth will set you free because the truth always comes out. A lie is not soundproof and neither is a front, so sooner or later a crack will start to open up and the foundation of the lies begin to fall apart. It always happens. With honesty, there is no room for debate. The truth is black and white and no one can argue with it. If someone asks you how you feel and you’re honest about it, then they can’t be upset with you because they got exactly what they asked for. Anything else would’ve only wasted everyone’s time until the cracks began to show. With the truth, technically speaking, you’ll be free of arguing, hard feelings, and complications. The reality of the situation though is that people generally don’t know how to handle the truth, so it becomes emotional, misconstrued, and a reason for attack. You’ll probably end up in more ridiculous heated discussions than if you were to sugar coat your words, but you’ll probably end up being justified more often as well. Despite the couple of people you’ll rub the wrong way, I am a firm believer that being real is better than waiting for your facade to crack and show your true colors.

The Truth of the Fallen




they don’t care about how happy you made me

during those few, short months.

People don’t want to hear about

how many times you made me laugh.

They simply don’t want to know

just how important your touch was to me.

How much we cared about each other

is irrelevant to them.

Our deep affection,

though it meant the world to us at the time,

is meaningless to everyone around us.

These people would much rather

hear about how broken I was

when your mouth stayed shut.

They care more about

the anger and anxiety I felt

than the sweet nothings

you whispered to me those nights.

They want to know just how torn up you were

when you thought we’d be nothing.

It is the tragedy

within what was us

that people care about.

That’s what they deem interesting

and important.

Not because they’re cruel

or heartless,

but because

the people who care to listen

are fallen children themselves.

They are just like us.


The kids of the light

tend to cling to what is real

and the truth,

not the lost words

of a troubled child.

The person reading this

is probably so far in the dark

that the bright light

of love, hope, and possibility

is blinding, disgusting, and mocking

all at the same time.

It is so far out of their reach

that simply entertaining it

is too much of a strain.

But being exposed to more black

and more pain

that is the music

that will reach their ears.

Those are the words

that will make them feel better.

Not because we cry, too,

but because they don’t cry alone.


So our story is mute,

unless I talk about the cold,

far distance

between our clenched hands.

What we had is nothing to them,

unless I say that our gazes

are filled with desperate despair

that prays for a reunion.

Though we had our moments of light,

we’re still a tragedy my dear.

We’re still children of the darkness.

Because, yes,

we stabbed each other

and twisted our diggers in our hearts,

but it’s worst

because we dig the blades deeper

every minute we spend apart.

Our desire for each other

wouldn’t be true or complete,

if I didn’t mention

the space between us,

yet how badly

we want to crawl toward one another.

I am forced to say

that we look to the light for more,

but choose to live in the dark together

with all of our fallen brothers and sisters.



Unlocking the Truth


I may not be the biggest rock fan there is, but I can certainly respect where 12-year old Malcolm and 11-year old Jarad, who come together as the metal band Unlocking the Truth, are coming from when it comes to their music.  The two boys created Unlocking the Truth on their own and they write their own songs, playing their own instruments.  Not only are those two kids prodigies in their own right, but they also have a message that needs to be spread.  Be yourself and stand up for what you believe in.  Never forget that.

Unlocking The Truth – Malcolm Brickhouse & Jarad Dawkins from The Avant/Garde Diaries on Vimeo.


50 Ways to Make a Record- Kid Cudi


This is probably among the most honest songs I’ve heard in a while.  If you don’t think Kid Cudi is speaking the truth on this song, then I don’t know what you classify as real.  I hope you enjoy Kid Cudi’s “50 Ways to Make a Record.”


Words From An Artist


This past week I was given the opportunity to see author Junot Diaz speak live and I was also able to meet him, which has been genuinely one of the biggest blessings in my life.  It is not everyday that a person can personally listen to and learn from an individual who is the figure you aspire to be.  Diaz is an accomplished author, who has gained both respect from critics and loyalty from readers, which is what I would like to achieve one day.  I’ll be honest, prior to this fall semester, I had no idea who Junot Diaz was.  However, throughout the past couple of months, I have been able to read some of his work and learn more about him (and I’ll definitely continue to follow his work).  With that being said, Diaz has certainly earned a place as one of my biggest inspirations as an author and as an artist, which is something I will forever be grateful for.

The main thing that I found is that Diaz writes from an honest place.  He uses his own life, emotions, and perspective to help shape his work as a whole.  Rather than writing what he thinks people will like or saying what seems to be appropriate, Diaz does not hold back.  He simply tells the truth no matter what, which is something I can genuinely respect.  Diaz is a man who knows the struggle.  He has lived through hardship and he is realistic enough to never let go of those experiences; however, Diaz is also brave enough to not let those moments define him.  Diaz could’ve easily have become an engineer or entered a more “practical” field, but he instead chose to pursue his own dream and become an artist.

During his talk, Diaz explained the complications that come with becoming an artist.  Success and fame are generally not included in the equation.  An artist’s views will constantly be challenged, undermined, and ignored.  To be an artist is to take the off beat path that will be an uphill battle your entire life, but, if you’re a true artist, it’ll be worth it.  If you achieve the excellence you work so hard to get as an artist, then that is the real success story.  Success does not necessarily equate selling five million copies of your book or getting a movie deal.  Yes, those things would be nice, but success is more about your personal fulfillment.  The question you need to be asking when you wonder about your accomplishments sounds more like “is your work excellent?”  That is what will give you success.

Sure, your first project can be an overnight success, but try to rush your sophomore release and you’ll get a mediocre product that has been watered down by the pressures of success.  That excellence or success won’t last you long then.  I’ve seen it happen and I think this hurried path is much more detrimental to your artistic soul than a delayed comeback project.  It was particularly comforting to know that Diaz’s first book went virtually unnoticed by everyone.  At the time, nobody cared about his work or the name Junot Diaz, no matter how excellent the quality of his work was.  It wasn’t until Diaz won the Pulitzer Prize for his second book that he began to get some recognition for his excellence.  Even then, Diaz attributes many of his awards to luck.  Not only is the guy humble, but he realizes the extraordinary amount of talent that goes unnoticed.  He knows, mainly because he’s been there, that there are so many artists creating top-notch work that will never get praised for it, but what matters is that they continue to create excellence, fulfilling their own dreams and amounting to their personal success.

It took Diaz 16 years to write three books.  It took him 11 of those years to finally be acknowledged for his writing.  It takes some authors two years to write a whole series, which is intimidating for someone like me.  I like to take my time with my work and I always wondered how I could ever possibly match up to the speed of other writers, but Diaz taught me that the key is I don’t have to.  He admitted that he, at times, loses morale when he sees so many other writers pumping out books like they’re working in a factory.  He confessed that he has to fight to ignore the voice that mocks his pace and style of writing, but the important thing is that he succeeds in ignoring that voice every time and focuses on his own work, rather than that of others.  Once you choose speed, fame, and wealth over the authenticity and excellence of what you release, you’ll never know success.  You’ll lose any consistency that you have that can lead to a deeper success.  You can’t jeopardize your artistry for something so superficial.  If you do, then you never really were an artist to begin with.

After his talk, I was able to tell Junot Diaz about my own dreams of becoming an author.  After calling me “negra” (a spanish term of endearment) with a smile on his face and listening to what I had to say, he looked me in the eyes and said “Good Luck.”  There was definitely a warning for the difficulties that will come from the choice I’ve made, but there was also a lack of doubt.  As much as he may not want to admit it, Diaz is successful.  He has gained an enormous amount of respect and recognition for his work, while never jeopardizing the truth that he speaks.  Diaz is proof that an artist can be successful.  He proved that I can be an artist and be successful, which he made sure to include in his tone.  With the words “good luck” and his body language, Diaz was actually saying “it’s going to be tough, but it’s not impossible, so good luck.”

If I took anything away from my experience of seeing Diaz speak live, it would be his emphasis on our world’s necessity for artists.  Art is what brings life to our world and it is the one thing that people will truly miss when it’s gone.  This need for artistry is what has fortified my belief in my future.  Diaz’s words and legacy have given me hope to do what I love.  I feel blessed to have been given this opportunity.  I feel so much more inspired after speaking to someone like Junot Diaz who has been where I want to go and, more importantly, was willing to share his knowledge with me.


Say What’s Real



I have it engrained in me,

like I was born with this mentality.

You act like you come from my cloth,

but your shell has gotten quite soft.

You cower and run around,

as if you fear you’re already bound.

Don’t assume or tell lies.

Avoid the silence of your demise.

Just say what’s real.

Say how you really feel.

The truth will set you free.

The truth will let you be.