Music

I can't imagine what my life would be like without it. If it didn't exist, Who would I be? So much of what I do involves music. I drive with it, work with it, work out with it, chill with it, party with it, sleep with it, walk with it, and make my own. It complements so much of what I do throughout the day, I wonder if I would do half of the things that I do if I was without it. Anyways... This one's for soul food:

Peace

coco

When I ride into the sunset, this is my horse...

The sun is my compass, the sharks are my bandidos, a good swell is my oasis...

If it is God's will, I'll return.

"This little light of mine..."

I'm gonna let it shine"

"I hope you're ready for the passion!"

Kenneth J. Dinkins, has been my rock throughout college. I owe my sanity to this man. Kenneth is a sterling example of an accomplished man. He has risen above his expectations, and continues to do so with his well rounded skill sets and outgoing personality. He is also the kind of friend who can walk in my house, grab a beer, and plop on the couch before he says, "wuzup man?" If you don't think that's something, well it IS! Some of my best memories are from the summer of 07, when we were roommates barely getting by, but living life to the fullest. Our daily routine consisted of sleeping in, working out, donating plasma, buying cheep beer and groceries, and sitting out on the deck with a fire and a couple of cigars. We were so poor monetarily, but very rich in spirit.
I look up to, depend on, and love this man!
If you ever see Kenneth, tip your hat to him. It's the least you could do.

If you don't have a hat, slap him on the butt cheek and tell him, "good game!"

Peace and Love

Coco

I recomend you quit being such a....

I want to put Ross Jones on a pedestal for a minute. I have been all over the map with this guy. Many highs, many lows, and through it all we are still bros! He's a huge tool, but you can't help but love this guy. One time I bought a street longboard and decided to grab on to Ross's motorcycle while he drove me around on it going about 30-35 mph. When I let go I tried to make a 90 degree turn and hit a puddle. I then proceeded to hydroplane all the way to the next dry spot of concrete, and finally to an immediate halt, the board that is... I went flying shirtless and helmetless (cause I'm cool like that) and slid on the asphalt and rolled a few times. Thats when Ross said, "Whooooohohohohohoho duuuuuuude!!!! Oh....... dude...... dude, are you ok?"

I have never had a friend who is more sincere, reliable, and true than this guy. He doesn't give himself enough credit, but Ross is one of the greatest people I know, and I am proud of all the memories I have with him.

Go find this guy and befriend him, you won't be sorry.

Peace and Love,

Corey

Corey Jones

what a good day this was.

When this photo was taken, I had been playing soccer with a couple of dozen Grenadian kids. The times when you can forget about work, rent, bills, school, all the baggage, and all the missing pieces in life, are the times that I make it worth it. Celebrate life! Go play soccer in Grenada!

This is what I miss...

This is what I should have said when I said it was ok.

About three weeks ago I had an Anxiety attack. Now that I have your attention I want you to read my words carefully: I love all of you! It is not easy for me to admit to anyone, or even myself, that I got overwhelmed to the point of panic. It was my fault. I didn't check my blind spot and swerved right into it, and learned my lesson. In retrospect, I should have seen it coming. I'm an opened book with all the pages laid out in large font for everyone to read, but there was some fine print that read, "Corey has compassion for people and very often and willingly picks up the burdens of others, and carries them for many miles. He also has a tendency to tell people he's OK when he's not." and no one caught it, especially me. Being compassionate and being too proud to expose wounds are two very dangerous things to conceal, and I have been concealing them for years.

Right now I am taking a break from my usual social track and am using the time to meditate, and reassess myself, and concentrate on getting over a current illness I've had for about a month. I've heard concerns from my friends that I am becoming a hermit, and I want to clarify the case: I just need some Corey time. Others are under the impression that I am too busy to go out and socialize, and while part of that is very true, I have been keeping the little free time I have to myself (with a few exceptions).

This message is not an invitation for phone calls asking me if I'm OK, or if there is anything you can do for me. But I want you all to know that if I need you I will come to you, instead of taking it to bed with me.

I want to dedicate this photo to all of those who care about me. This is what I should have said when I said everything was OK.

-feel free to laugh at it, it was meant to be funny.... in a dark sort of way.


Peace and Love,

Corey