So You Have Something Else To Read...

Kill me. Kill me dead.

So You Have Something To Read...

Aqualung - Strange And Beautiful (I'll Put A Spell On You)

I don't mean this to be in any way offensive to anyone. I'm merely stating the facts. I have nearly been hit by drivers down here in Guelph five times. Each of those times it was a woman behind the wheel. Like I said, merely a fact that I have come to notice about Guelph women. Or at least female students at Guelph with vehicles...

Backstreet Boys - It's Gotta Be You

Soap

You know what I don't get? Soap. We lather it up, cover our bodies in it, then just let it rinse off. And we all assume that we are now clean. What makes soap capable of this? Sure, it can make dirt come off. But what about all those invisible bacteria, germs, viruses? They're are the real dirty things. Dirt is actually really clean. So how can letting bubbles sit on your skin for a couple seconds possible get rid of them?

Mmmm...Anberlin. Such an awesome voice. Gotta get some more. And Slender Means. And Roz Bell.

C.W.S.

[All In Minutes]

Today the sky was drearily sitting below the heavens. And I, below the sky, did look to see the moon, racing across the midnight blue sky.
The trees waved to the moon. Swiftly and firmly, their long evergreen branches, the fingers curled and spread. Slightly prickly, yet comforting.
To path this verbal observation, I wrote a continuous narrative. The words traveled down the winding road of my page, barely discernible from the woods around me.
I looked, and beheld among the trees a creature of some sort.
Giant, yet small, and with a strange mythical sense to it.
Inside a cave I found myself. The walls of ice surrounded me. The creature bent before me, its breath visible even in the dim light.
"Down," it said to me. "Down. Down towards the healing."
I knew not what to make of this. The words seemed alien to me. And then, the creature was gone. I raised myself up in the dark. I could see nothing, feel nothing, there was nothing there before me.
Darkness, I feared, would be tunneled into my very mind. Through the long, unclear passage I crawled, letting myself be swept aside by the thoughts. Soon, I wondered what I would find there.
And then I found the lamp. Rusted and warped by time, it stood before me in a small beacon of outside light.
Out, out I drove, faster and faster, until I came to the surface. The fresh air knew my name, as it had called it so many times.
Up went the lamp, ascending through the clouds to heaven. There was nothing to be done, I simply held onto the small grasses at the tree's base.
Slowly, I too travel up the trunk, through the air and branches, till I reached the rooftop of the evergreen. There, the sky motioned for me to listen, then whispered to my ear.
"The sky," it said, "will not always be so blue."
And then I fell. I fell down to earth. The sky stood above me, a towering wall of magenta.
My pencil moved furiously.

[an excerpt from the journal with the permanent fragrant]

"Needs More Distortion..."

Great Big Sea - When I'm Up (I Can't Get Down)

The red panda. I just remembered that animal, cause I saw a glimpse of one. On blogger of course. Not actually in real life. If I recall correctly, they live in ... India. Yeah, think that's right. They have faces that look like raccoons, and raccoon tails, but they are the relatives of pandas. They live in the trees, the panda's eat the trees. Though by trees I mean bamboo. Which is not a tree. Red pandas were one of my favourite rare animals that I would never see in real life. Can't remember if I saw one in a zoo once...

Flogging Molly - Seven Deadly Sins

Italicized Thoughts

Regular day: I wonder how many phrases I say are titles to songs...

Everyday: I wonder when tomorrow will come...

Everynight: How can I control the clocks and calendars...

Regular day: Would this make a good lyric...

Incomplete Understanding

Well, here we are. The next step in this crazy roller coaster ride. I can remember the path that lead to here. But now the path is so jumbled, I don't know where to go next. Sometimes I wish that life would just slow down a little bit. But instead we're flying full-speed down this next huge hill. Seatbelts everyone. Here we go again.

My mind likes to run free. But my inner mind likes to stay put. Conflict is inevitable.

What am I writing about? I'm not even sure anymore. Laptop keyboards are not very easy to type with. But the lack of mouses are worse. But they are so light weight and carry-able.

I think it's about time to use my new English books to aid me in some personal projects. Sonnets are good. Good for personal projects. Some people say that I'm very good at being vague. I think I believe it now.

Time to work out. Only and hour and a half late. Ah well. Better late then never.

"The future is quite different from the present."

"Yes, especially what with there being no stairs."