Monday, December 26, 2011
Doo doo doo
Started work on chapter 2 of xXRx-333, it's sounding good so far. Working more with guitars and vocals, a more aggressive sound, yet I think it ties well with the other material. I can't wait to see how it progresses.
Friday, December 23, 2011
Familiarity
I chased something I didn't want, so naturally when I caught it, I didn't appreciate it. Catch and release, so why am I hating myself for letting it go?
The heart is fickle, and chooses the opposite if what the brain tells it to. So I'm missing something I didn't want... How do you fill a void, created by ignorance? Every bone in my body, every ounce of my being said,"don't do this again." but the heart... It gets what it wants, and ruins the perfectly functioning cycle set forth to save the soul from injury, humiliation and pain.
This is where music is born, poetry conceived, and art sketched, in the throes of regret.
The heart is fickle, and chooses the opposite if what the brain tells it to. So I'm missing something I didn't want... How do you fill a void, created by ignorance? Every bone in my body, every ounce of my being said,"don't do this again." but the heart... It gets what it wants, and ruins the perfectly functioning cycle set forth to save the soul from injury, humiliation and pain.
This is where music is born, poetry conceived, and art sketched, in the throes of regret.
Escapism
Everyone wants to hear how great the progress on our work is. It's going well, photography, music, darqpress, and a few projects we haven't even announced yet.
I'm so busy writing my life, I have no time to live it. There is a hole where my heart used to be, now filled with every time consuming project I can take on.
I either waste my days or fill them chasing other people's dreams. I've simplified aspects of my day to day life, just to see other parts grow more complex.
I won't sit here and wine about how dark my personal life has become, it's not all bad. I am probably at the peak of my musical composition, I sit down daily and write music that quite accurately, even if disturbing... Conveys how I feel.
I've slowed photography, split between winter weather and lack of creative vision. The more I have to work with, the less I seem to envision.
Love was in my crosshairs, and at least I gave it one last try, that would be a long story to tell. Summary: I am open to finding someone, but I'm not wasting time looking. If I'm to ever find compassion in another's arms, it will be obvious, not sought.
Back to work... I just didn't want to abuse my blogging privileges again. It's been a lifetime since I've written here. So much has transpired it's hard to even convey in a way that others would comprehend.
I'm so busy writing my life, I have no time to live it. There is a hole where my heart used to be, now filled with every time consuming project I can take on.
I either waste my days or fill them chasing other people's dreams. I've simplified aspects of my day to day life, just to see other parts grow more complex.
I won't sit here and wine about how dark my personal life has become, it's not all bad. I am probably at the peak of my musical composition, I sit down daily and write music that quite accurately, even if disturbing... Conveys how I feel.
I've slowed photography, split between winter weather and lack of creative vision. The more I have to work with, the less I seem to envision.
Love was in my crosshairs, and at least I gave it one last try, that would be a long story to tell. Summary: I am open to finding someone, but I'm not wasting time looking. If I'm to ever find compassion in another's arms, it will be obvious, not sought.
Back to work... I just didn't want to abuse my blogging privileges again. It's been a lifetime since I've written here. So much has transpired it's hard to even convey in a way that others would comprehend.
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