VOTE FOR ME..if you want.

On August 14th from 8:15-8:30pm  I will showcase a short acoustic set at Opening Bell Coffee in Dallas, Texas as a part of the "We All Live Here" global community project. This project will give me the chance to be selected to be on a globally produced and distributed CD for the benefit of NextAid (www.nextaid.org) which is a Los Angeles-based non-profit organization committed to developing and implementing solutions to the challenges facing African children impacted by the AIDS pandemic. During this night and I believe a few days afterwards you will, if you are interested, be able to vote online at http://www.radioearnetwork.com. Just select this link and click on "Dallas" and a spreadsheet should pop-up allowing you to make your selection.

Thank You!

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You TOO are beautiful.

always worried.

"How faithfully it has caught her picture, like a humble slave who shows his devotion by his faithfulness, a slave for whom she indeed has significance, but who means nothing to her, who indeed dares to catch her, but not to embrace her. Unhappy mirror, that can indeed seize her image, but not herself! Unhappy mirror, which cannot hide her image in its secret depths, hide it from the whole world, but on the contrary must betray it to others, as now to me. What agony, if men were made like that! And are there not many people who are like that, who own nothing except in the moment when they show it to others, who grasp only the surface, not the essence, who lose everything if this appears, just as this mirror would lose her image, were she by a single breath to betray her heart to it." Kierkegaard.

Currently listening : You Are Free By Cat Power Release date: 18 February, 2003

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on the topic of music...

just recorded some newer stuff, three original two of which don't have titles, which isn't really important, and one cover, "Bermuda Highway" by My Morning Jacket.

So yea, i'll try to self-promote and what-have-you. so...i guess go check them out if you want to.

thats all. xo.

www.myspace.com/coreyhowe

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stable.

You think after knowing someone that long they would understand even part of you, or what's going on with you, or you at any given time. it's really quite the opposite. it's the people who have nothing to claim who know the most maybe. i don't know much about a lot of things, but atleast i don't claim i know. you on the otherhand are innocently letting something fall through the trapdoor underneath your bed.

night friend.

p.s. Happy Birthday mom..an hour ago.

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passion. PASSION. Passion.

Do i was thinking about my last blog, and Roger's altruistic compassion and then i realized what it was that was nice about Roger and many other lovelies i've met throughout my life.....more so in New Zealand. :)

It's not his compassion, but his passion for his compassion. Human's are naturally passionate beings. I think. This is what drives us to fight and divide and kill and ravage, but also to love, honor and just have a little hope...sometimes.

The problem is not that many of us aren't compassionate or altruistic or whatever the case may be, but that we aren't passionate about those things that could directly improve the lifestyle of another.

See, i was sitting down on my break today, after i had a banana ($.18...that's cheaper and healthier than the bread), and i was trying to see what divided me as a philosophy major from other's that i have met who seem to be, well, utterly dull. I realized that i get really excited when i think about philosophy. When i think about arguments for and against religion or math or knowledge or dreams or love and lust and life into the infinite. I really have a lot of intrest in that. I realize this when i talk to people who don't share this interest, they look at me sort of oddly, like i'm speaking a whole new language. But i also realized that people look at me the same way, when i talk about coffee, or cars, or love, or my sisters, or food, or music or New Zealand. After letting these anxious thoughts circle in my head i realized that i was just really passionate about all these things. That's what makes me so eager to learn about them or share them with others and i falsely assume that others care equally as much.

When you think about it, there were lots of philosophers and those who did anything "productive" (what is productive, really?) to our external world, did so in many categories. This brought me to believe that in an attempt to really try to identify philosophy or define philosophy as more than a mere study, i could only really call it passion. The passion to...prove God exists, or God doesn't exist, or math's existence, and the study of knowledge.

After obviously confusing the hell out of my self for a while, i realized that these things like compassion, and self-less giving, and all other types of charities aren't values we need to be instilled with, but the passion to do them to become a philosopher of life in the sense of being passionate about things that do GOOD to all people. If you see someone in need, you help them. Not because people are watching or your trying to impress the pretty little Art major (NLM) at UTD at your side but because you have some bizzar and even lunatic desire to do good for them.

I dont know, lot's of extra comments, but that's what blogs are for. I just really feel that if there's one thing as a human community we lack, it's passion for the good of other's lives. We have all the passion in the world to keep up with wars based on characters in big dusty books, that only open once a week, what about all those characters in this big dusty world that breathe in 3D?

goodnight.

Coreyxo.

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Cold, Compassionate, Spaghetti.

Today i picked up a shift and put a not so difficult 10 hours on the clock. It was a pretty good day, i'd say it went smooth and i got to have a lot of interaction with an elderly couple via a coffee tasting.

Anyways later tonight one of our older employees Roger came in to say hello and pick up some Tips he had. He no longer works with us because he teaches during the year. Roger is one of those people who can't possibly be compared to someone else. A league of his own. He's got a lot of education in the sciences and retains quite a bit of a very subjective form of Christianity. What i would consider in most circumstances to be defined as what Christianity was intended to be.

We don't agree on quite a few points but for the most part our beliefs about religion in general are pretty compatible. Like good friends and Red Wine.

When he came in tonight he had mentioned i didn't seem in quite high spirits and i had told him about the new Corey Diet.

To save you from a long story, i made some miscalculations in my financial world, and i have landed myself in a bit of a bind. Since i'm such a 'jew; (which i can say because i've been bar-mitzvah'd) about money and i really don't spend any i had to make some sacrifices to save some. I figured that when i work 8-10 hours a day i have a few breaks and beacuse i don't bring my lunch and there's only fast food around i spend quite a bit of money a week on that.

It seems rational to me that since i'm no longer exercising or working out and this food is bad for me anyway, i shouldn't be eating it. It takes my money and what physical form i attempt to want to keep up with sometimes.

So when i found out that Albertson's could supply you with a nicely fresh baked piece of break for $.20 i felt i was in need of a dietary change.

the results...

Last week i spent $1.20 on food. But because i worked so much i have been only living on bread, coffee and water, and i'm always too tired to eat when i finally get home. Needless to say it's made me sort of sick. Not real sick, but i have no energy and it could be partially responsible for my bad moods. ha.

Tonight after Roger and his lovely wife left for dinner they showed back up and to my surprise they brought me dinner. I was thrilled and embarrassed and frightened and excited all at once. I felt helpless because people felt i couldn't take care of myself, but i felt so happy and so relieved that there were people like that out there who cared enough to go out of their way to bring leftovers to someone who otherwise might not be willing to eat. THEN  I FOUND OUT THESE WEREN'T LEFTOVERS..!!!! they were purchased with the direct intention of feeding me. spaghetti and meatballs, soup, bread (which i obviously like. :)..) and that fancy desert they call tiramisu or something like that.

The compassion they showed me today was something i've only read about. People every day try to do good for people. There are people out there who care, and who try to help those in need. But a lot of times it's the intentions behind it that fog what duty is actually being done. I know that Roger had no intentions but to be purely compassionate to me, and to show me love in the way he knew i could accept and receive it. They don't make a lot of money. They don't exclaim out loud the daily charities they give. They weren't showing off. It was a way that Roger could say something very personal to me that we had talked about in recent conversations, and i'm so glad that he did.

This altruistic comapassion is what all religions have been based on from the start. It is here at this center, that i meet Roger on the same level and we melt into one force with one goal. compassion.

I've read about it. I've even written about it. But as i cried only a few tears into this plastic plate of cold spaghetti tonight after work, i felt what it is that i've always wanted to make others feel. Pure...self-less..compassion and most of all love.

Thank YOU Roger for giving me a reason to cry happy.

Goodnight moon.

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no.

FUCK IT.

sweet dreams.

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Come see me beg for attention.

FIRST ever Dallas Show!!

Show starts at 8pm. I will be sharing the stage with two other performers who are both very talented. I'd love to see you there.

hugs and kisses, Coreyxox.

p.s. Corey Howe is willing to sign small children's foreheads with a washable acid-free 'Crayola' marker.

(incase you were curious)

www.myspace.com/coreyhowe

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mothers...

Silly mommy gave me sleepy allergy medicine at noon. should be a great day at work ;)

on a lighter note...things just aren't working properly lately. And i've been anti-blog for some reason. so i'll build it up for a bit.

hope your day goes well.

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new things.

new car. new feelings about the car. new muzak.

http://www.myspace.com/coreyhowe  

some rough recordings with dear friends.

i'll miss you all.

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