Bienvenue au musée de Mars ...

It took me a minute to get it the way I wanted to... I had work to do. However, everything looks good to me. I just have to change the font. Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy. Welcome to Mars' museum.

(Editor's Note: Picture stock was taken from Corbis & PS'ed by Moi. Also, I'm not saying fuck you to anybody in general... It just looks hot.)

Some more Banksy...

I like his work so much that you know what? You get the double dose! Boosh!

One of My Fav Artists... Banksy

Maybe a month ago, I walked into Borders & I was looking at some art books. I came across one that was simply titled Banksy. I can't remember what was on the cover but, it drew me into the book... His work (to me) is insanely dope. Here is some of his stuff... Enjoy.

(This dude has made my Must Meet List)

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Always A Work in Progress

I've been looking, no, staring at my blog's background & the immediate satisfaction I had when first making it, has now left. So, I'm now back to the drawing board... Change gon' come by tomorrow morning...

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I Don't Even Know What to Title This Post...

I had wrote this over the past Thanksgiving. I was listening to Avril 14 & my emotions poured out. I didn't know what to title it & reading it now, I don't think it deserves a title. My mind was just wondering & sorting out some things I suppose...
Anyway, here it is. Enjoy.



(Poem) Untitled

My thoughts
Are lost
In the plume of smoke
That I blow,
Choke
Maybe it's
future cancer
That I smoke,
Throat

Maybe
I'm blowing
Away my pain-

Am I insane?

Lord,
Strike me down
With lightning,
I'm a losing player
In a tragic
Comedic game

How do
You make
Bread without dough?
Just water and yeast
Can't make it grow,
Stupid-
Maybe I just stole
A rap quote,
Probably another
Collector I have
To run from
though

And
What is home
Without a heart?
The Tin Man
Without Dorothy
Didn't even know
Where to start

Or maybe
My life
Is a fuck up,
A constant brain fart-
My actions
Are the dart
With the consequences
Being the bullseye,
X marking the spot

And why
Do I keep
Asking for forgiveness,
When my open heart
Keeps sinning?
Broken wings
Trying to fly upward
But downward
I'm spinning

Out of control,
Out of control,
I'm screaming to myself,
Where do I go?

How about
Jumping into a
Smirnoff Molotov Cocktail,
That's what they sell,
Light a match
And
throw it on myself-
Look,
It's my personal hell

I look in the mirror
And watch my face
Burn
Waiting for my ashes
To fall,
In my right hand
I hold an urn

Maybe it would
Dissolve,
Worries, hurt, pain,
And all-
Not a last hurrah
But,
A boisterous
Fuck it all

And death
Can't be that hard,
Every time I go
To sleep,
I dream in the dark

Nothingness-
A somber filled,
Empty kiss

As I watch
The smoke that
Whimsically danced
For me disappear,
On my cheek lies
A trail of tears

Disappear,
I disappear,
Like what was on
My cheek,
A trail of tears...

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Watch the Throne

Lately, I have had this infatuation with wingback & victorian chairs. They have this regal look about them but, they are not gaudy looking. Old yet simple. I looked at just about every site & hit jackpot. The company is called Sultan Chic & from the looks of it, they make awesome chairs (FYI, these chairs are pretty expensive)... Ass happy, lol... I didn't take the time to edit the pics & all I did was put a border on them... I'm being lazy but, whatever. Enjoy.

(Editor's Note: When overhauling the look of my blog, I also decided to change the look of the pictures posted... I guess I'm not so lazy after all.)

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Couronnement Gloire... Mars' Intro

... Tous les chevaux du roi, et tous les hommes du roi...
(All the king's horses & all the king's men...)

I figured that this first post would be somewhat of an introduction; a peek into the inner workings of Mars.

My blog's background is that of a checkmate. We all are kings of our destiny & life is one contemplative move after another. Sometimes, we clamp down on victory & other times, we are 'checked'. For awhile, I've felt like Mr. Humpty Dumpty. You know, the egg that had a great fall? It has been a tedious task, piecing myself back together. Circumstances, both of my doing & the invisible, indomitable force of nature, had sent me into somewhat of a downward tailspin. My outward cynical look of my surrounding environment was continually countered by my inward optimistic view; the rose that grew from the concrete. I have focused on (& dwelled on) the broken glass, shit, & every dirty thing possible when, I didn't take time to admire the unusual beauty of something that grew out of the harshest conditions. I'm not to sure what the catalyst was to bring me to this epiphany (of sorts) but, I'm eagerly awaiting the chessboard to be reset...

But enough with that though. This blog will be my museum to you; an online gallery of my thoughts, vulnerability, works, & inspiration. With that being said, I invite you to ride the elevator up into the clouds & see where I'm at...

"Ma tête est dans les nuages"...
(My head is in the clouds...)

(Editor's Note: If you are reading this post, then obviously you noticed that the checkmate picture is no longer the background... Instead, it is here in this post. Enjoy.)

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