It's watching over. Through my window comes the pale light That manages to persist, to stand Firm in the violent gusts of passion That scream through hollow halls, Shattering Window panes, rattling, rattling, Shaking hands but, in some eerie revelation A dim light falls over ivory keys and the Resonance of droning chords alternately Engulfs the sound.
Good Night Today =) Stolen lines never bother me, Incorporating art is always beautiful (If it is credited)
I am torn. But I think I will most likely do the most Selfish thing in my life, and spend the summer Months working in Banff. I want my relationship to last until we are both Buried in the ground, and I truly hope that is The result of our romance. But I know that if I can save enough working over these next few Months to get a ticket out there and find a job then I am going to take the opportunity because At Nineteen I feel that with no monetary restrictions (Car, House, Children, Mortgage, Expenses) I should use this time to experience everything That I can. Anyway, this inspires me.
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And my dreams are sort of expressed through The lens of this one:
I want this to work out. I want your hand To wear my ring, I want you for ever, I just think it's better to get these Experiences complete in my youth then In old age or never at all. Love.
A)The future freaks me out B)Is life based on an acceptance of perpetual motion or is it Important to break the cycle? [And is this even a cycle... life is tough to define] C)I listened to a lot of music that I haven't heard in Quite some time, including, but not limited to the following-
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^^^This whole concert is amazing, especially the Brand New Set and Jesse and Adam singing.
It's weird that I feel like these are guilty pleasures now... They aren't I guess, it isn't lame to listen to good melody And catchy songs.
Law exam tomorrow... I'll see how that goes sooner than later. But we know that Mics are for singin' not swinging. ...Keeping you up nights. xox
Well that was not how the night should have ended. I can never hold up when things are going well, I'm always this turning point in happiness. Which sucks on countless levels.
This music thing keeps bugging me. I have so much ambition and lack the equipment To complete everything I want. And I wish I knew more people who loved artistic Projects as much as I do. I'm grateful for the few who humor me and contribute But I wish more people wanted to join me in my attic Recording songs, drawing pictures, and working On album artwork or painting, etc. I love art.
And because I love Andrew Kenny and the beauty He creates, I will post another for my benefit.
2/4 completed. Both exams were quite simple but strenuous on my poor wrist Which did not get better with me writing new songs yesterday And today... But it's okay, no pain no Advil no gain. I love tapping. If you play guitar, don't you love to tap?
These Boys are excellent. I wear khakis now, fuck I'm so cool. Out to buy a toys 'r us Drum kit for recording purposes. Take care
This time there isn't a visual component Just fear and loathing And the weight of struggle pressing Me to dream of a new semester with writing. Just kidding:
Mr. Magnum can take my mind off of the Coming judgment for 3 and a half minutes. OTH then sleep. [I sound like such a 15 year old girl]
I have completed OTH season 1 and am sad and re-watching it. Haha Packers lost, sad story. This is beautiful"
I just want to play music and basketball and football And then play these things for importance (More than just pick up) Tomorrow will bore me Until I kiss my baby! &hearts
Today was actually a bit more productive then past. Piano sounds so beautiful, especially when played high (High notes... not under an influence) Video Music mix
Sometimes I wonder if you're thinking of me. Does anything remind you of soft skin and light hair? Bright innocent eyes? Is it airplanes overhead or the wind whistling? Do you read lines such as: "And even the Abstract Entities Circumambulate her charm; But our lot crawls between dry ribs To keep our metaphysics warm." And wonder if your split atom could move mountains with words? I hope you'll hear the songs I sing and speak to me before You leave this world. When I see her happy I think of you, and it makes me glad That I've grown up full of joy... So thank you for that. I hope you aren't half as bad as I often think you are. Cliché
