January 2010
26 posts
lookanot
it was about three/so weeks ago when i was lollygagging around the local mall waiting for a friend to interview for a popular clothing chain store when the seemingly inevitable happened again. haing donned american apparel clothing, large glasses and, it being three weeks ago, still maintaining my mass of unkept hair, i seemed to resemble someone who, in my opinion, my appearance is vastly...
i am returning
to what i know is truth to all the ruin i’ve made my home
to what i refused to run to for peace and dependence
to what is uncomfortable when dormancy is so easy
to what disintegrates my pride that i cling to so tightly
to becoming a man of honor, of integrity, of respect, of love.
for everything whose heart relies upon my own.
i will take what the world interprets as a blow
with...
1 tag
SAID'd #1
Mr. Marshall Stewart: ...therefore, I am assigning you an essay--
Disgruntled Student: *frustrated* Ohhhh, loooooord...
Mr. Marshall Stewart: No, I'm just your teacher.
This man is my hero.
the moon
is quite gorgeous this week.
gives a troubled heart peace.
look upon creation and know who you are.
you are created in divine beauty
as the sun//moon//stars were
and that beauty runs in your veins.
something to think about.
A SKELETON
KNEELIN’
ON A ROCK (RAWK)
PRAYIN 2 TH LAWRD
WITH FIRE ‘ROUND IT
THATS ALL U N33D
“there’s pain in my eyes / like i’ve never known / i’ve fallen...”
– http://www.myspace.com/hundredth
i now know
more about the origins, migration patterns, religions, roles, socioeconomic infrastructures, political systems, cultures and ideals of Native American societies than i have ever thought to desire.
and i’m still working this on the AP pre-class homework. sigh.
Sandra: You hear that? Those are my bones cracking
Caleb: I think God needs to sprinkle some WD-40 on you
“i hope more than anything that there’s a head absent enough to lay itself...”
chriswhite and the breaking of fasts
“i feel like there’s a million little knives swimming around in my bladder.”
“i feel like there’s a billion wombats searching for grubs in my stomach.”
“i feel like writing a children’s book about a baseball bat.”
“i feel like my poop is a cherokee indian and my bowels are andrew jackson, and they’re on a trail of tears.”
...
can't stop the pop
recently, i had a revelation: pop music isn’t always awful. there’s something about charming arrangements and catchy melodies where you can predict every next note—it’s just perfect, it’s good, it’s right. everything fits. no one is pushing anything, but they’re creating intelligently within their niche—Parachute Musical’s indirect statement of...
“‘dude, am i chasing the wind?’
‘no, you’re just chasing...”
Watchsndrrra:
Olive garden wait was 75 minutes. We went back to the mall to find some pants for Ariel. All of a sudden my car starts singing on our way there.
Caleb: “I think it’s your sweater!”
It was the little beepervibratornoticer. “I dare you to leave it in your pocket!”
what a beautiful night with absolutely wonderful and dear friends. :D
“They call ‘em rogues.
They travel fast and alone.
One hundred foot faces...”
is it
that i don’t put enough weight in my passions, ambitions, loves, opinions…or are they only fleeting things to shift and change when i constantly allow them to? where does my motion lay?—and how much of it will falter only to teach me something in the future, and how much of it am i actually strong within?
i don’t know what i’m saying, i don’t know what to say.
...
12 tags
most beautiful supermassive da da da da da chorus...
12 tags
2012: the discrepancies of
Recently, I took a night off to enjoy the fever hit cinematic “2012” at my local downtown theatre. Upon viewing every second of the 158-minute film, I realized that I had indirectly possessed a substantial amount of new understanding and revelation through the implied conclusions of logic presented on several occasions throughout the motion picture. For my own sense of documentation...
13 tags
accident
i picked up the drums accidentally, in a way.
throughout my years of experience as a musician, drums have always been a part of what i love to do…just never something i did. it always looked like such terrible fun—being the reason why i suppose i originally purported myself as a young’un to eventually take to percussionary instruments. however, as time progressed and a free,...
i started
a tumblr.
yes, i gave in.