Playlist for the week:
Is There a Ghost In My House- Band of Horses
Timestretch- Bassnectar
Sure Shot- Beastie Boys
Bring the Noise- Benny Benassi & Public Enemy
Cloud Nine- Big Gigantic
Lucid Dreams- Big Gigantic
All We Have- Brett Dennan
Blood On Our Hands- Death from Above 1979
Little Girl- Death from Above 1979
Prince of Spades- Dispatch
Rise- Eddie Vedder
Scar Tissue- RHCP
What the hell am I supposed to do with my life after school.
Something has to support me with my art degrees. Right?
What should I put into my portfolio?
Why can't I have the answers. I am tired of all the pressure and bad dreams. I sleep best from 5am to 10am now because of my dreams. They consume me.
Teeth dreams, death dreams, vanishing dreams. My soul is restless, my brain is clouded, and my feet keep running.
Monday, April 25, 2011
Friday, April 22, 2011
Lost For TWO Months: PART ONE
Note to self: We are so afraid of losing things we already have.
Remember: Everything is a trend.
For those of you who are avid and loyal followers, you may now welcome me back. I lost myself for a couple months, not to a haze, but rather a whirlwind. It's gusts were powerful and persuasive, but I triumphed.
Chandler came home Thursday. I have to go see him.
My birth father wants to know everything about me. From basic molecular structure to scars. Its pretty awesome.
Aaron and I are moving in together. BOOOOOM.
Note to self: wheat beer is my favorite. I like/ love it unpasteurized and unfiltered.
Next comes rye pale ale then stouts.
The Iron Birch. The new beer in town. Art work soon to come.
New beer: Left Hand milk stout.
I write tonight about interpersonal subconscious communication and creativity. I am a dreamer. I day dream more than I actually institute.There are moments when I have dreams that never stay long enough for me to act on them, and there are unflinching moments of desire and want for more. I want so often but seldom take the initial steps. I go through phases every year that are triggered by circumstance. Some circumstances are annual, but for the most part their arrival dates are unforeseeable ( if that makes sense). I lack the discipline and self determination. Example: this blog, I have not written in over two months, which means I already broke my vow I instituted for myself. Well, I have this friend who recently told me something that really put my wants into perspective: Now its your turn to listen:
Success and passion do not find you. You find them. It's not about waiting around for the right idea or opportunity to come along while in the mean time you are sitting on your ass. Its not about being the first to come up with an idea, its about grabbing a hold of something you really love, and practicing it over and over again. While doing so, you personalize it and stylize it so that your interest, that you love so much, is recognizable as your own. Success comes from practice. Passion comes from hobbies and interests. If you want to be successful and happy doing so, you have to work hard but at the same time, practice something over and over again until you make it your own. So that the quality of work is notably yours even though the idea or hobby has been around for some time.
There is a level were if the chemistry is right between two people, they can communicate their needs without words. This blog started because of a list and mind full of desires and needs. That list derived from a need to be active. A need to live. Actively utilizing my brain and body every day. When two people share one thought and one desire, its a connection on a subconsciously interpersonal level. There's a desire for myself to be more hands on and more intellectually and physically tuned, and the person sitting next to me at the time said the exact thing. Pretty awesome. Goodbye television, I have never owned you before or given you the time of day in fact, but your lethargic and zombie like side effects are not of interest in the newly established household. Its learning time and bike riding time. Remember that our bodies are instruments and we can gauge them however we like. We can hyper sense if we implore ourselves to tap into that portion of the brain.
Quote:
Out of the meaningless practical shapes of all that is living or lifeless
Joined with the artist's eye, new life, new form, new colour.
Out of the sea of sound the life of music,
Out of the slimy mud of words, out of the sleet and hail of verbal imprecisions,
Approximate thoughts and feelings, words that have taken the place of thoughts and feelings,
There spring the perfect order of speech, and the beauty of incantation.
-T.S. Eliot
Playlist is not to be taken lightly. May not be pleasing to the ears of pansies (except the ray, kanye, and vedder). haha.
Repo Man- Ray LaMontagne and The Pariah Dogs
The Devil's In the Jukebox- Ray LaMontagne and The Pariah Dogs
Hard Sun- Eddie Vedder
No Transitory- Alexisonfire
Sharks and Danger- Alexisonfire (such a great breakdown)
That Girl Possessed- Alexisonfire
All of the Lights- Kanye West (guilty pleasure, Oh I think so)
Shame On a Nigga- Wutang Clan
500 Miles- Boombox
You've Got the Love- Florence and The Machine
Rabbit Heart (SLOF MAN dubstep remix)- Florence and The Machine
A Pillar of Salt- The Thermals
A State Like Yours- The Thermals
Speak the Truth- Throwdown
Remember: Everything is a trend.
For those of you who are avid and loyal followers, you may now welcome me back. I lost myself for a couple months, not to a haze, but rather a whirlwind. It's gusts were powerful and persuasive, but I triumphed.
Chandler came home Thursday. I have to go see him.
My birth father wants to know everything about me. From basic molecular structure to scars. Its pretty awesome.
Aaron and I are moving in together. BOOOOOM.
Note to self: wheat beer is my favorite. I like/ love it unpasteurized and unfiltered.
Next comes rye pale ale then stouts.
The Iron Birch. The new beer in town. Art work soon to come.
New beer: Left Hand milk stout.
I write tonight about interpersonal subconscious communication and creativity. I am a dreamer. I day dream more than I actually institute.There are moments when I have dreams that never stay long enough for me to act on them, and there are unflinching moments of desire and want for more. I want so often but seldom take the initial steps. I go through phases every year that are triggered by circumstance. Some circumstances are annual, but for the most part their arrival dates are unforeseeable ( if that makes sense). I lack the discipline and self determination. Example: this blog, I have not written in over two months, which means I already broke my vow I instituted for myself. Well, I have this friend who recently told me something that really put my wants into perspective: Now its your turn to listen:
Success and passion do not find you. You find them. It's not about waiting around for the right idea or opportunity to come along while in the mean time you are sitting on your ass. Its not about being the first to come up with an idea, its about grabbing a hold of something you really love, and practicing it over and over again. While doing so, you personalize it and stylize it so that your interest, that you love so much, is recognizable as your own. Success comes from practice. Passion comes from hobbies and interests. If you want to be successful and happy doing so, you have to work hard but at the same time, practice something over and over again until you make it your own. So that the quality of work is notably yours even though the idea or hobby has been around for some time.
There is a level were if the chemistry is right between two people, they can communicate their needs without words. This blog started because of a list and mind full of desires and needs. That list derived from a need to be active. A need to live. Actively utilizing my brain and body every day. When two people share one thought and one desire, its a connection on a subconsciously interpersonal level. There's a desire for myself to be more hands on and more intellectually and physically tuned, and the person sitting next to me at the time said the exact thing. Pretty awesome. Goodbye television, I have never owned you before or given you the time of day in fact, but your lethargic and zombie like side effects are not of interest in the newly established household. Its learning time and bike riding time. Remember that our bodies are instruments and we can gauge them however we like. We can hyper sense if we implore ourselves to tap into that portion of the brain.
Quote:
Out of the meaningless practical shapes of all that is living or lifeless
Joined with the artist's eye, new life, new form, new colour.
Out of the sea of sound the life of music,
Out of the slimy mud of words, out of the sleet and hail of verbal imprecisions,
Approximate thoughts and feelings, words that have taken the place of thoughts and feelings,
There spring the perfect order of speech, and the beauty of incantation.
-T.S. Eliot
Playlist is not to be taken lightly. May not be pleasing to the ears of pansies (except the ray, kanye, and vedder). haha.
Repo Man- Ray LaMontagne and The Pariah Dogs
The Devil's In the Jukebox- Ray LaMontagne and The Pariah Dogs
Hard Sun- Eddie Vedder
No Transitory- Alexisonfire
Sharks and Danger- Alexisonfire (such a great breakdown)
That Girl Possessed- Alexisonfire
All of the Lights- Kanye West (guilty pleasure, Oh I think so)
Shame On a Nigga- Wutang Clan
500 Miles- Boombox
You've Got the Love- Florence and The Machine
Rabbit Heart (SLOF MAN dubstep remix)- Florence and The Machine
A Pillar of Salt- The Thermals
A State Like Yours- The Thermals
Speak the Truth- Throwdown
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