Friday, August 22, 2008

What fills the magic in the meantime?

I know it’s hard without a vice,
You need to find a new solution,
Adaptation or retribution,
If you truly do believe in something,
Somehow it all works out.

I thought of all the things I'd like to say
Cramped up and couldn't write a word all day
I just waited for my world to fall apart
That's why I'll never finish anything I start

I'm completely bored
With every single word
And nothing ever works
And this juvenile search
Is systematically revealing to me
That I need a new approach

So sick of all the things I'm trying to say
Cramped up and couldn't write a word all day
I just waited for my world to fall apart
That's why I'll never finish anything I...



I hate growing up. I had greasy pizza for lunch yesterday. It then tortured me for the rest of the day. A few years ago I could eat shit for a week straight and I wouldn't feel any different then when I started. Not anymore. If this is what I'm like at 25, I can't even imagine how I'm going to have to eat at 50.


Currently Listening to
Even If It Kills Me
by Motion City Soundtrack

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

At night the stars cry.

I gaze upon a lake of backyard.
And under these overpasses a towering mountain does lie.
But don't cross the river, not over there.
There will be a mystery revealed that we're meant to share.
So if I am to seek this place y'all can see
Whose Chariot to follow so I can be free?


My thoughts on the presidential election as expressed by someone else on a random message board:

None of it is important. President is the most overrated position in the world. A trained monkey would do no better and no worse. In fact, I'd vote for a trained monkey over any human.


I can't really say it any better.



Currently listening to
In Between Now and Then
by O.A.R.

Monday, August 18, 2008

Clear as a bell are the short breaths

That you take when you're distracted.
Same as the way that you roll your eyes
When I've asked too many stupid questions.

My faith in zeroes and ones to host our romance,
Rests on hope you gave that I've some claim to your heart.

I wouldn't mind but you are my only hope.
I wouldn't mind but you are my only hope.



I've decided to use my blog more. Not so much for other people to read, but for me to have yet one more way to return to a specific point in time and try and figure out what was going through my head. (That makes sense to me althoug I don't know if it really says what I mean for it to say)

Anyways . . .

Right now I am frustrated by my inability to act. It seems my confidence is not up where it should be.



Currently listening to
The Only Reason I Feel Secure
by Pedro the Lion