Category: Journal

Paul Kempe art. This journal is where I document my thoughts and feelings. It’s serves the purpose to exercise my brain, and relieve stress, while entertaining myself and anyone else who might be interested in what I have to say. I make this public in the name of art (the proverbial “get out of jail free” card), out of love for life and my brother man. I sometimes get a little too serious, and pardon me. Sometimes I think I know best, and I know better than that.

Cheap and Good

The day that was yesterday August 5, 2019 The day started with nearly no sleep the night before, because I haven’t recovered yet from the South Korean time zone. By 11:00 am I had already consumed 7 shots of Starbucks espresso.By 1:00 pm, I was so tired and weak I could barely walk to get myself something to eat.For lunch… Read more →

I Stand Against White Supremacists

Hate violence cannot be tolerated, of any kind against any people, anywhere and especially not in America, lord please no, not in America. Those who identify themselves as white supremacists are dysfunctional, mentally disturbed, delusional cowards, which is to put it mildly, and need to be taken away, and dealt with. The government needs to step in and be proactive… Read more →

Sometimes I Wish

“Sometimes I wish I was dead” But those are just the bad days, which are few. You can lay down and wallow for only so long (unless your on drugs in which case I feel sorry for you) before you feel the need to get back up and join the fight. The fight for life. After all, we are human… Read more →

Grateful

Yesterday I played basketball and exercised.Yesterday I went for a walk and walked into a church, a big church, a huge church Cathedral of Our Lady of The Angels. Wow, what a church. It’s like a fortress or a monument. The ceilings are so very tall. I lingered in the church for about thirty minutes at least. Being that it… Read more →

Plant Life

I’m not a manI’m not a womanI’m a human beingOne of Homo sapiens CarbonWhat ever the fuck I think I amI like being a plant sometimes, or a treeThink how cool it might be if I were a river, traveling downstream from the mountain top, shrouded (i hate that word) lets try veiled in a puff of moist cotton filled… Read more →

Man with A Cane

Man with a caneShuffling down the streetSprouts wings ATEC, ARLO, APPS, SMAR, MPO, PVAC, SWCH , CODA Some of stocks I own for entertainment and education, are posted not as advise to buy our sell. Always do your own research and or hire a professional advisor. Today I’m 5 and a half weeks without a drink. This is the longest… Read more →

You are a winner

You are a winner, and a warrior. There is nothing you cannot achieve if you are dedicated and focused. Sometimes you will cry, but you will not quit and eventually you will see the light at the end of the tunnel and you will know that you made the right choice. It is always darkest before the dawn. I know… Read more →

The Power Of Discussion

The power of discussion is it’s ability to reveal and illuminate new ideas and information. If humans are forever learning, because the world is always changing, so we can never ever know it all, means that having a conversations, discussions, and meetings are imperative for learning and growing. Thus if people are unable to communicate in such a way that… Read more →

Malleable Mind

Malleable Mind by Paul KempeDear Diary,Marijuana works great in moderation for easing tension, and assisting with sleep. It make me happy when I not feeling it and it gets me off my ass and going to the gym when I don’t feel like going. Basically I’m saying it’s good stuff, in moderation. After about a month of nearly everyday use… Read more →

What’s Your Name

What’s Your Name?Alpha female was the first impression I had when I first saw Grace standing outside Amy’s Bar, where she works on Hotel Street, smoking a cigarette as the sun began to descend upon what’s left of downtown Honolulu’s historic red light district. Her body language was carefree, confident, and content, the cigarette more a prop then a vice.… Read more →