OMARI ONEAL

Performed at a open mic in Hackensack NJ couple nights ago. Was the first time in years but it felt great. I saw a part of myself in every face in the audience and I knew View Larger

Performed at a open mic in Hackensack NJ couple nights ago. Was the first time in years but it felt great. I saw a part of myself in every face in the audience and I knew

Posted 2 weeks ago
The biography of Malcolm X is one of the first books I remember reading as a child. It was a bit out of my age range at the time but my mother often disregarded those things and kept me challenged. Seeing this photograph reminds me of a time were my imagination ran free. There were no limitations just books and drawings and comics and puzzles and games to keep my mind active, never stagnant. Thanks Mum! View Larger

The biography of Malcolm X is one of the first books I remember reading as a child. It was a bit out of my age range at the time but my mother often disregarded those things and kept me challenged. Seeing this photograph reminds me of a time were my imagination ran free. There were no limitations just books and drawings and comics and puzzles and games to keep my mind active, never stagnant. Thanks Mum!

Posted 2 weeks ago 7 notes
Met a man who shared the image of Van Gogh. I asked him if he painted, he said yes but in a timid kind of way. He said people often made the comparison based on his physical appearance. I gave him a view words on belief and carried on. I walked a away thinking maybe this was why Van Gogh painted these self-portraits. So his image wouldn’t be forgotten and perhaps found again somewhere in the distant future View Larger

Met a man who shared the image of Van Gogh. I asked him if he painted, he said yes but in a timid kind of way. He said people often made the comparison based on his physical appearance. I gave him a view words on belief and carried on. I walked a away thinking maybe this was why Van Gogh painted these self-portraits. So his image wouldn’t be forgotten and perhaps found again somewhere in the distant future

Posted 2 weeks ago 1 note
Ran into these bros in Brooklyn. Chatted about a few random things that will come to life soon, maybe somewhere in the rainforest lol View Larger

Ran into these bros in Brooklyn. Chatted about a few random things that will come to life soon, maybe somewhere in the rainforest lol

Posted 3 weeks ago

Omari Oneal - Indigo Blue

The music is all visual until the next project drops later this summer.

Posted 3 weeks ago

What does it mean to die and not be remembered. How many souls have lived and passed on, only to die with the memory of those who knew them. Should not our lives be so purposeful that the worlds we create carry on the story of our creation. Our Creation. So with that, let us create art. In our own image. And give it life to live on its own. To survive the harsh critique of man and the elements of nature, eternal art that echoes through time. Let us create man in our image that he might too come to know the true nature of his creation. Let the poet speak. Let her words ring try thru the hallways of the mind. Let the hand of the painter be guided by the divine. Let her thoughts dwell on the supreme, let her being carry with it the wonders of heaven. Let her be and her be love. Cause our union to be of the most godlike essence. Man and womb-man, together. I am a farmer and she is the earth. I am the lighthouse, she is the sea. Let us leave the land of disbelief and create a present in the 4th dimension. Let us travel to the 10th and back. Let us ascend and descend as we play through this lovely dream of life. knowledge is the fruit of life. Wisdom is the key to eternity and understanding the acceptance of one. I have found myself in the light moving now only towards the light. Where darkness presents itself I shine. And this the unknown becomes my home. My voice no longer mine but ours. The collective, seeking that we may find. Loving that we might Be.

Posted 3 weeks ago 1 note