At the age of 22, I had tunnel vision, the talent, discipline, strength and urgency to become the best race car driver the world has ever known. However, the pieces never fell into place for me as I ran into one wall after another and before I could fully comprehend the greater mechanisms of life that were shifting my world upside down, I somehow knew that racing was not for me. Like the realization I made that the world is much bigger than you, me, $ and everything in between as I waved farewell to competitive racing, I knew that my time here was for a bigger reason; that bigger reason is to share to you, the world, my blessed experiences as a human being and how those events and respective epiphanies have resulted in the discovery of the true meaning of life.
So for those of you reading; for those of you that are listening; for those of you who really care; this is me, Andrew Vo, an ordinary person with an extra-ordinary gift of caring for humanity, making an out-of-the-ordinary effort to change the world for the better.

Monday, March 29, 2010

Monday Morning

Dear World,

Today I wrote a song about you.
And all that I felt..
As I sat staring out the Wall St. window...
Clutching a heart that never ceases to melt....

It was stormy on this Monday work morning.
At the beginning of spring in March of 2010..
And my world has just started flipping and turning...
In a whirlpool of trapped emotions I just can't seem to amend....

Hustling and bustling the streets became crowded with professional commotion.
Endless numbers of people, insignificantly hurdling to their destinations..
The taxi horns, the dress shoes, and clatter ringing a new day of work...
Sounded to me, like a melancholy melody that brushes happiness aside with no
hesitations....

Have you ever heard a tune that plays pitches only in octaves of survival?
I have and it sounds like a New York City street at 8am Monday morning.

-A12
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