the mind of a studiogenius

I was talking to a young dude today, trying his best to "make it" in the industry. He started telling me how his family didn't support his dreams. How his girl doesn't "see" a future in him. How hard it's been to make it to where he's at and how disappointing it is that he hasn't gotten further. He then ask me the question I get the most often, "how did you make it?" I sometimes talk to high school students, I've been on music industry panels, and this is one of the most asked questions at parties and by strangers. I told him like I tell anyone, a dream is just a dream until you fulfill it. Meaning, you can't bank on a dream. You can't give up tangible things like paying bills, eating, being able to take care of yourself/family for a dream. It is ideal to live the life you've always wanted, always dreamed of, and have put your heart and soul into. I'm not saying give up your dreams, I'm saying realize until i...

I scribbled a message on my heart and whispered it to God, just in case he couldn't read my handwriting. I knew he received it because I couldn't stop the smile from creeping up on my face. I asked him the bless it, protect it, and keep it from ever being erased. I asked him to promise me, and when i looked into your eyes I saw the life I'd always dreamed of. Every blink was a flash of forever and I couldn't wait to see more. I don't ever want to stop looking into your eyes. I then asked God to show me that this is what i truly wanted, and then you smiled. Your smile spoke to my soul, like sign language. Every movement, lip curl, tongue over the groove of your teeth sent a tremble to my soul, like thunder. Some may be afraid, but i embrace it like lightening and allow it to play a beautiful melody. I want both the earth shaking and electrifying moments. I finally stop pretending God didn't already know my heart. I stopped pretending that i had any control ...