popping my hiking cherry.

the pier 212 gig was amazing
maybe my voice is getting stronger ? feels good. regardless.
i played a song called ' all i ever wanted ' which incidentally i have never shared in a public space.
i imagine that is what a bird feels like when it leaves its nest after being there for a while.
or what a fish feels like when it ventures away from the school
a wolfs sentiment when it leaves the pack to become lone.

in a way a return to self via escapism

in honor of my LA hiking cherry being popped today ....
une poeme.

Apres - Lui.


apres lui
il n'y a pas rien.
i feel like watching my old flame
over over just to see her mistakes
just to feel his wake on my skin
to witness the dust fall gently
across my shades the ones
with the bent
arm
the ones that used to be brand
new .
there were boys and i dont regret whispering
my sweet nothings at them
there were girls and i'll never forget what any of them
were wearing
but i can't remember the day of the week
or the episode that i loved so much
the one where they eat cheesecake
and go over memories.
short term mine is.
long term love affair
with ways to say thank you.
i will never be fully satisfied
with just one.
i will never be fully satisfied until i hear you tell
your fix it
story.
but i've gone mute,
i've gone mute
and theres no turning back
now.


ox.

love this.

we dont care at all.

oh blogesphere.

a year later or so i've finally figured out how to change the admin e mail address for this blog.
so i'm back.
will write more often.

i think it will be good for all of us.

let it rain
let it fall
let your tears form an ocean
we dont care all at all.


ox.
tasneem


p.s. its stevie wonder's b day.

p.p.s www.twitter.com/iamtasneem

about deepak

i haven't written in a while for a couple of reasons. The main one is that i'm debating over renaming this blog and starting a new, but then sort of feel married to this space not sure why ? weird i know.

the second reason for my absence is sheer abandon. yes i've abandoned this blog and after a talk and a hug we worked it out.

so it happened. twitter happened. there it is. i was right i guess i tend to know myself and voila a few months later there i am signing up for twitter and tweeting away pulling myself i feel further away from reality but also in some ways closer to society. strange but true. i mean how could i resist to exclaim my point of view daily even hourly in 140 characters or less.

please feel free to join me there. i mean if deepak chopra's doing it well then it must be legit and he doesn't just do it i'm actually kind of worried about the guy he's totally addicted to it. or maybe i''m being dramatic (per use lol) maybe he's not maybe he just feels like what a great way to reach people with my positive energy and loving light force. because i must say his tweets are remarkable and make me feel inspired to continue on the journey. in a nutshell he's all about self love prayer joy beauty god.. you know all the good stuff.
i am too for the most part however occasionally you will be able to creep into the inner workings of my sometimes fragmented off beat yet very lovable insane like intensity and intense like insanity thought process

find me there www.twitter.com/tasneemmusic


on that note ; ) i bid you adieu more musings later i feel a blog phase coming on...


break out the china ramadan cometh

love.

p.s. prince in not on twitter fyi.

naiveté

it is true.

i am slowly but surely becoming obsessed with innocence.
with laughter and cumulus clouds
with photographs of the modest past
and the way my breath feels when i say the simplest prayer.

.miraculous.


I posted a new song up called GOLDEN @ www.myspace.com/tasneemmusic
i wrote it in the great state of Texas on a piano that isnt mine in about 4 minutes and 37 seconds i was overwhelmed with love i could have died at that piano except i havent lived in paris yet...

if your heart so desires you should take a listen or 17 i hope that my music and melody bring you much joy.


love,
_tasneem

twittering + sunday best

so everybody's doing it....
artists actors soccer moms
lawyers doctors comedians

but i'm having a philosophical moment with twittering and here it goes

as long as we continue to technologically advance we in a way become farther from our real selves for example people can see me on the internet and hear my music and look at my picture and read my blog but then nothing is sacred anymore i have nothing for myself ... i'm almost too exposed ... Music wasnt like that before .. and i really dont care if bruce springsteen is going to the gym i want to hear him sing human touch ... but that is what this new idea is generating in young minds ::: maximum exposition

what are you doing ?
where are you doing it ?
when are you doing it ?
who are you doing it with ?
why are you doing it ?
how long are you gonna do it for ?

and so then whats happening is that we actually have stopped talking to one another we actually through social networks have become completely anti social creatures while sitting at home making out with our computers thinking we're having a social experience ....

in a way i'm completely overwhelmed by it all and probably will be twittering in a matter of months | insert irony and laughter here |

i posted two new songs up on my myspace page .. so go listen and enjoy !! The Ali Song and Sunday Best... and new music is coming soon i promise ... and i'll keep you abreast of my attempt to dodge technology. The new url is www.myspace.com/tasneemmusic _ same space new vibes ...

“All our lauded technological progress -- our very civilization - is like the axe in the hand of the pathological criminal.” - albert einstein


ox.
_tasneem

slumdawg

If you havent seen slumdog millionaire, go.

sending love and thanks to the powers that be for putting that film out into the ether for all to enjoy and much respect and admiration for all those involved. And to my favorite muslim convert other than Cat Stevens aka Yusuf Islam ... Mr. A.R Rahman may he continue to make beautiful music.

what a brilliant movie ! positivity joy and triumph ALL AROUND


D. it was written

_tasneem