Nothing discernable to the eye of the spirit is more brilliant or obscure than man; nothing is more formidible, complex, mysterious, and infinite. There is a prospect greater than the sea, and it is the sky; there is a prospect greater than the sky, and it is the human soul.
Wednesday, January 31, 2007
at last.... introductions.
This is my girlfriend Julie... she's the pretty one on the right if you haven't figured it out. We've been dating for a couple of months and she's the best!! If you're lucky, you might get the chance to meet her if you haven't already.
Friday, January 26, 2007
new song
I'm usually good for writing about one song a year... and for some reason that time has come...
I wrote and recorded a song today.
It came to me quickly... they hardly ever do that, but I ran with it... let me know what you think.... here is a link to the audio: slumber song
**please note that I recorded this on my laptop with the built-in microphone and did most of the traks in one take... it's no masterpiece to speak of, but I figure what good is it if I don't share it.
here are the lyrics:
SLUMBER SONG
where did we go wrong?
this time it feels so strong
we knew we'd give affection,
but we paid it no attention
now which way do we go?
this movement feels so slow
and something in my soul,
tells me I will never know
I will never know.
where did I go wrong?
now I write this slumber song
for years I've been sleeping,
but now my eyes they're weeping
now this I can't deny,
I've lived here with this lie
my thoughts will always go,
to how you always know
you, you always know.
you did nothing wrong,
now time is almost gone
you say a prayer, I echo
with pain inside we let go
what the heart may fail to see,
there my soul will always be
though you'll end up in my heart,
that's also where you start
that's also where you start.
I wrote and recorded a song today.
It came to me quickly... they hardly ever do that, but I ran with it... let me know what you think.... here is a link to the audio: slumber song
**please note that I recorded this on my laptop with the built-in microphone and did most of the traks in one take... it's no masterpiece to speak of, but I figure what good is it if I don't share it.
here are the lyrics:
SLUMBER SONG
where did we go wrong?
this time it feels so strong
we knew we'd give affection,
but we paid it no attention
now which way do we go?
this movement feels so slow
and something in my soul,
tells me I will never know
I will never know.
where did I go wrong?
now I write this slumber song
for years I've been sleeping,
but now my eyes they're weeping
now this I can't deny,
I've lived here with this lie
my thoughts will always go,
to how you always know
you, you always know.
you did nothing wrong,
now time is almost gone
you say a prayer, I echo
with pain inside we let go
what the heart may fail to see,
there my soul will always be
though you'll end up in my heart,
that's also where you start
that's also where you start.
Sunday, January 21, 2007
therapy
I could have lost myself
In rough blue waters in your eyes
And I miss you still
...
But I don't have to make this mistake
And I don't have to stay this way
If only I would wake
-Joshua Radin from the song 'Winter'
In rough blue waters in your eyes
And I miss you still
...
But I don't have to make this mistake
And I don't have to stay this way
If only I would wake
-Joshua Radin from the song 'Winter'
Saturday, January 20, 2007
time capsule
do you ever revisit a part of your past in your mind and somehow, for maybe a moment, or maybe two hours, you're just stuck there? Like you've narrowed in on a part of your life with such concentrated thought that you are back to that place... it's like hypnosis... I mean, that's what it is right? concentrating your thoughts and mind and being somewhere you're really not?
Yeah, I was hypnotized... and I'm still waiting for whatever the trigger may be that will release me from this trance...
...and then I ask myself if I really want that...
Yeah, I was hypnotized... and I'm still waiting for whatever the trigger may be that will release me from this trance...
...and then I ask myself if I really want that...
Tuesday, January 16, 2007
I want my money back
Tonight I went to a high school basketball game. It has been a while since I've been to one of these events. I think the last one I had been to before tonight was last year watching my brother.
Fruitport @ Reeths Puffer. The stadium holds up near 2500 people I would say... I think 30 showed up.
$10 was the price of admission for two and evidently for the most uninspiring basketball I think I've ever seen... at least at the varsity level... Almost 3 minutes went by in the game and there were at least 5 missed shots by both teams before the first points were scored. I'm not talking 3 literal minutes here... I mean three minutes off of the game clock.
It was 20-10 at halftime and everyone in the stands somehow knew the game was already out of reach... I left in the third quarter.
This is Division I high school basketball? I would have rather watched retarded monkeys trying to walk straight... at least that would have been entertaining.
I want my money back.
Fortunately, better games are ahead... March 26: Pistons Nuggets. I'll be there.
Fruitport @ Reeths Puffer. The stadium holds up near 2500 people I would say... I think 30 showed up.
$10 was the price of admission for two and evidently for the most uninspiring basketball I think I've ever seen... at least at the varsity level... Almost 3 minutes went by in the game and there were at least 5 missed shots by both teams before the first points were scored. I'm not talking 3 literal minutes here... I mean three minutes off of the game clock.
It was 20-10 at halftime and everyone in the stands somehow knew the game was already out of reach... I left in the third quarter.
This is Division I high school basketball? I would have rather watched retarded monkeys trying to walk straight... at least that would have been entertaining.
I want my money back.
Fortunately, better games are ahead... March 26: Pistons Nuggets. I'll be there.
Monday, January 08, 2007
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