A personal story I want to share with you all

I've gone deep, deep into the blues scene. Now it's reached the point where I'm too far gone and there's no way back.

As many of you know, I've struggled with sex addiction for most of my life. Although not a commonly feared disease, it is definitely one of the most brutal to deal with. It's taken me to some of my lowest lows, and despite being a fighter, the darkness surrounding me at times made me give up hope.

It was truly dedicated soul artists like Chris Whitley who brought me back from the abyss and taught me how to love the mind and the spiritual dimensions, not the curves and softness of the body. Yes, I still have slip ups every now and then and make love to a searingly beautiful woman, but I am in a much better place to build a concrete future.

I'm sure some of you have heard of Chris Whitley (a native Houstonian), or gone to see him play live. His little girl sang on some of his recordings... now she's grown up and come into her own.

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Trixie's next live performance will be at Bonnaroo. They're having somewhat of a blues revival, and I would love to spread my happiness with you all. See you there.

 

Once you get in deep, and the music takes over, you'll see they're all sub genre's of soul. And that's something every human is born with, but as they get older their true being is repressed and they're taught to look at everything analytically. From a logical point of view. And that just takes the fun out of life.


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Damn, dude. Chill.

Shaud, think back to the days you were a kid. Before acting thuggish became so important in your underprivileged socio-economic circle. You were joyous, you were free, and you had an imagination. You were loved. Maybe just by your mother, or by God, but you felt warm every morning when you got up.

You might think it's too late to go back now, but it's never too late to uncover your soul and realize the endless possibilities of the human mind in it's raw state. Soul, blues, r&b, they're beautiful, timeless things that won't go out of style suddenly like gangster rap. The time is now to put away the Ja Rule, 50 cent, Tony Yayo and start to surround yourself with beauty. You're not 14 anymore, Shaud.

I'm talking Yo-Yo Ma. Botticelli. Angie Stone. Maxwell. Beauty is always out there, but it only enters those who are willing.