Search

D. A. Boxill

Dream | Aspire | Believe

Tag

Family

Welcome To The Belly of The Dragon: How a Stigmatized Barbados Community Opened My Eyes and My Heart

When Pigs Are Given a Badge – My Mother, Sister and I are Currently Facing Federal Charges in Trinidad & Tobago


sad in this day and age

THE ZEN PROJECT

On Thursday, June 20th, my mother, sister and I left New York and landed in Piarco International Airport in Port of Spain, Trinidad & Tobago around 2PM. Upon receiving my baggage, a verbal altercation began between myself, my mother and a customs officer at the airport’s exit. Such occurred due to the officer’s blatantly rude treatment. 

Suddenly, a man ran up to me and grabbed me by the shoulder/neck area, hit me and shouted at me for “inappropriately speaking to a customs officer”. Everything happened so quickly, most things are a blur. But my mother, maternal instincts fully kicked in, screamed and cried and struggled to get me away from this man. She assumed he was a robber or some sort of madman. Later on we learned that this man was a plain clothes officer. Please note, this man ran up to me from behind, so I hadn’t seen his…

View original post 1,107 more words

Advertisements

VIDEO: Stromae – Papaoutai


Papaoutai” is the newest single from Belgian (with Rwandan roots) hip-hop electronic music singer and songwriter Paul van Haver, better known as Stromae. Papaoutai is confirmed as the lead single taken from his highly-awaited sophomore studio album, still untitled, that’s scheduled for release later this year via Universal Music Group. The song comes after the international success of his debut “Cheese“, released in 2010, and the hit single “Alors on danse” which remained at number one for several weeks in many countries throughout Europe the same year.

It follows his usual style of laid back lyrics delivered over an infectious beat for a very catchy masterpiece you can’t help but want to sing-along to (even if you can’t understand the french).

The video’s themes and action echo Stromae’s refrain of “Où t’es? Papa, où t’es?” (Where are you? Dad, where are you?) and we can see the plot advanced by well placed choreography [no spoilers from me].

Check it out below:

The new single was released on iTunes on May 14. The music video was premiered on VEVO on June 6.

 

Apologies – Accident – Greetings and Update


I know I promised to post some stuff and I’ve been gone a long time but unfortunately a vehicle ran through my house causing major damage. This was in October right after my birthday and the insurance companies have yet to finalise payments so repairs and replacement of equipment can begin. So I’ve been kinda out of it and displaced for a while  but I shall be back with you again through the holiday season into the New Year.

Vehicle Damaged my house
Vehicle Damaged my house

 

Thanks for staying with me and thanks for your patience!

Sincerely,

D A Boxill.

 

Born to Die by Daniel Boxill


…and sorrows run down your face,
onto my shoulder,
into my heart.
I share your pain as we embrace

Crimson stains spread,
dyeing my love with increasing fear.
Regrets drip from the handle bridging our abdomens.
The blade buried in you deeper than my love could heal.
Gladiator games we played, distractions;
an empire crumbled, burned,
as we fought ourselves.
Drunken orgies of flesh and glass;
Cocaine showers, toxic habits became routine.

cycles…

tears, shampoo showers,

soap suds sex, tears ,

slap, scratch, scream, tears…

cycles…

…and we knelt at a burning altar.
We snorted our vows.
Powdered pledges
We wed in elevated bliss, smoky rings of Mary Jane exchanged.

Red and blue flashes;
Sirens pierce the silent summer heat.
Curious eyes and gossiping tongues are drawn into the street.
Our burning passions set fire to fragile suburban utopia.
Lost souls prostituted to addiction in search of happiness;
Minds possessed by paranoia,
You became the demon I tried to fight
And I think I became yours.
Cocaine showers help toxic seeds to bloom.

cycles…

tears, demonic highs,

possession and visions, tears ,

slam, slap, scream, tears…

cycles…

…and I cut my wrists
You die. I die
You are my life!
I clutch your body to mine as everything around us burns.

You and I,
We were born to die.

 

© Daniel Boxill 2012. All rights reserved.

How to not murder small children.


The Official 1st Anniversary Post!


It just came to my attention that this blog has just passed the one year of existence mark! Interestingly enough the 1st post came on September 19th 2011 and the last post (before this) also came on September 19th (2012)!

Of course there was a long break in between there but…  the milestone is still worth celebrating.

I thank all of you who have taken the time to read my posts and hope you have learned, been inspired or benefited in some way from them. I also would like to thank those of you who have followed the blog.

Now on to the future!

Here’s what to look forward to:

  • Reviews and recommendations
  • Interviews and artist features
  • A dancing Unicorn
  • Expanded and improved content base

Happy Autumn (or Spring if you’re in southern hemisphere)!

 

D. A. Boxill
Dream | Aspire | Believe

 

(P.S.  I was joking about the Unicorn dancing, it’ll probably be too drunk and might be singing)

A risk that women will forever be Atlases


By Daniel Boxill

As the pillar of support for the family unit, which functions as the foundation of society, women provide social cohesion and are the backbone of any strong community.

They make up half of the world’s population and comprise over one billion Commonwealth citizens. Yet, the value of women in society seems to never truly be appreciated.

Women themselves often seem to be unaware of the power they hold, allowing themselves to constantly be downtrodden, while maintaining their silent fight just to survive inhuman conditions.

War especially highlights this. During armed conflicts, invading forces often rape, beat and mutilate women. The women are treated as nothing more than objects and they often go willingly, sacrificing themselves to protect their children and families.

This is the true double-edged beauty of a woman. Strong enough to bear the emotional burdens of the world, but all too often called upon to sacrifice themselves for others.

In Greek mythology, Atlas was forced during the Titanomachy (The war of Gods vs Titans) to forever bear the burden of the sky on his back. So too does the fate of women seem.

There is a risk that women will forever be Atlases. Although in most of our societies, patriarchy is deeply ingrained and everything seems geared towards the advancement of men over women, women are the ones who in fact hold power.

I would argue:

  • Women control most societies’ economic power. They are the ones who control the spending in most households.
  • Usually left to take care of children, women are the ones who are responsible for training each new generation and what is indoctrinated into them in their early life. They therefore heavily influence belief systems.
  • Men are enamoured by women and will do most anything to win them over and to impress them.

Unless women lobby and agitate for change, several things to which they’re subjected will continue to be taken for granted as acceptable. Women need to grab hold of the power which they own and use it to improve their lives.

There must be a balance however. Simply replacing men in power with women will solve nothing. It will simply create a role reversal where men then feel inferior and then have to fight for power creating a cyclic gender war.

The aim should be power-sharing, where women are allowed to have power along with men, with both groups being empowered, motivated and feeling like worthwhile members of society.

(Originally published: http://www.yourcommonwealth.org/americas-and-caribbean/correspondence-there-is-a-risk-that-women-will-forever-be-atlases/ )

About Author: Daniel Boxill is a freelance multi-media artist. With a passion for music, literary talent and a background in art and design, multi-media artist is an apt title. He is freelancing while currently pursuing his undergrad degree in Literatures in English from The University of the West Indies’, Cave Hill Campus located in his native Barbados.

Create a website or blog at WordPress.com

Up ↑