There is no Rod Serling here.

I am from a town called Binghamton New York. This town is home to Rod Serling. Home of the Twilight Zone. Home of creativity and inspiration. A home where the artist of any kind could bloom. That is not my town today. Today my town is overrun by heroin abuse. Drug and alcohol abuse. And unfortunately more overdoses from heroin than most big cities in America. We used to hold EDM events and artistic events even in the 90s. Today this is not true. I have had trouble with venues to hold EDM events and venues to hold poetry events. Everyone wants to help bring Binghamton back to its Heyday yet they don’t seem to want to be part of the solution. They just like to talk a lot. All our politicians talk about is drug abuse. Exist. Just od’ing on drugs. Or the fact that we hardly have jobs in the area. Perhaps we would have more jobs if we brought back up the artist place in our community? It is very hard to be an artist in Binghamton New York. I have many artistic friends and all of them have brought their art to New York City. Syracuse. Or Rochester. We need to bring the light of art back to Binghamton. I hope in writing this post I can help the Resurgence of the art that used to exist so strongly here. Art Never Dies it is everywhere. We must embrace it and promote it. Do not just let Binghamton be the death of a city. Bring it back to where it should be.

Peace and love Laurelin🌻


The afterlife.

Conception of the afterlife the Jews do not have one. They believe that your purpose is to serve God while you are living your life; and then worry about death after death comes. Christians believe in heaven. The Buddhists believe in reincarnation. The Atheist believe in nothing. Just decaying and rotting and returning to the Earth. Agnostics just don’t know. Many would put me in that category but I am not. I believe in a higher power which most of us choose to call God. As to everything else I’m not quite sure but I contemplated way too much. I don’t want there to be nothing after this life. I want to know that there is something else. That there was something else before me. I am like Fox Mulder. I want to believe. And I do believe. I just take what I want from what you call religions and I leave the rest. choose to follow the teachings of Jesus Christ. don’t believe in certain aspects of it. History tells us, that Jesus was an amazing man who taught and spread love. That is what I believe in. So am I a Christian? I feel my higher power and nature are sort of the same thing so am I  of the wiccan faith? My mother has Judaism in her bloodline so therefore am I a Jew? I am always questioning. I am always wondering. Sometimes it makes me feel a little crazy. Sometimes I think that life is about questioning and wondering. I just don’t know. All I know is what I have faith in. Call me what you want but I choose to call me me. Why should I commit to one specific religion completely? As long as I do want to others as I’d have them do unto me aren’t I doing pretty good? I hope that being a good person in this life will lead to another form of something. I want there to be an afterlife. I know there is something. I just don’t know what it is. I know all of us will find out when we are Six Feet Under. But patience has never been a virtue of mine. I hate waiting. But I never want this life to end either. It is such an ironic oxymoron isn’t it? We will all find out together eventually. But I’ve left my mark in print. I’m leaving it right now. I hope you all leave your mark too. And I hope it is filled with love and kindness to your fellow man. I guess I will see you in the next way. Whatever it may be.

  • , peace and love  Laurelin🌻