Popular song I dont really like

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The Hood Internet's Remix Skillz

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Song I like!

also, im getting into free jazz.

Seeya!

looking for reason where there is none is niether beautiful or hopeless.
its just something you do.

Ok, so someone died. They weren't mean to die, you say? sure, ill follow you. I mean, they weren't meant to die any more than you are meant to live.

It wasn't their time yet.

Shes in a better place now.

I bet hes looking down on us, smiling.

Isnt it crazy how many assumptions and beliefs and illogical ideas we can fit into one sentence? Shit. Death should be easier to understand.

Cause, generally when things are easy to figure out, we dont muddle it up with make believe.

Every face hides a story
Every story is worth being told
Just look. Just watch and listen and be patient. That last part always
gets me!

His face is hard and quiet and sad and weathered. He collects band
memerobillia, but no one ever visits to see. Is he simple? He wants to
be. He wants to "live life day by day" and focus on only what he can
handle. Maybe he's being healthy.

Here's some math:
Take what you think, and what you know and how you feel about what you
think and know.

Ok, now subtract from that what you feel you can handle day-by-day
without breaking down.

What remains is what the vast majority of north americans are
desperately trying to hide.

Yet they (they, in this case, including me) have this strange
relationship with the feelings and thoughts they think are to
overwhelming. Now and then, you become fascinated with this stuff.
Booze, drugs, music and and art. Love and beauty. These things
sometimes make you forget to supress what you told yourself you can't
handle. And that feeling you get, when you forget to forget, is toxic
and dangerous and additctive and amazing and pure and real and quite
possibly a Meaning of Life. At least, thats how I feel each day.

This is how I got into Sergio Leone. Amazing man, Amazing films.

And you are here

and you are here to hear.

and to hear me is all i want from you.

from all I want to all you are, we slide.

these words cant stay inside me, they cant.

I have the gift of vision and the curse of inspiration.

Brazenly throwing myself upon anyone. I dont want you, I want me, IN you.

I am a shaken bottle of your favourite High Fructose Corn Syrup, and/or Alcahol.

Im unstable, oddly bubbly at times (do you see where im going with this?)

and i cant stop going places. I cant stop doing things. and every place

every THING

every PERSON

every BOOK-SONG-LOVE-SMILE-LEAF-CONVERSATION

shakes me up

and my insides are all fizzy, and my lid startes to quiver

and no one wants to get all sticky, so i try and hold still.

but its too late, im all shook up, its got nowhere to go inside me.

so? what happens next?

I GODDAMN FUCKING EXPLODE

and thats why my stomach hurts today. but,

you are here.

you are here and you hear.

and to hear me is all you ask of me.

from all you want to all I am, You slide.

slide under me, let me breathe. let it out, let it go.

and i WILL get caught up again,

this bottle with legs

and you will be here.

you are paper and pens and my guitar and this blog. thank you for being what no one else should have to be. I love you :)

So, Im digesting Spoon right now (much less painful than it sounds).
Stay Dont Go is cool! Its got a beatboxed rythm throughout the song;
its still very much a rock song. I'm done billeting today, I had a
great time- thanks Paul! Now, I'm in the middle of an inner-city
playground, sitting on a swingset. And yes, typing while swinging does
make me a bit queasy... :p

Love!!!

Yeah.