At the Peak of my own Interests.

May 12, 2012

I’ve been preparing for this

Next week (monday)

Is song week.

I have 7 original songs.

One per day.

hope you enjoy

1)Floating Down (steady)

2)I Never Knew

3)Honest Man

4)Scum

5)Alone

6)Influence

7)We Won’t Stop

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May 12, 2012

I throw people off a little bit.

I’m not an avid speaker.

I am a profuse thinker.

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May 10, 2012 63 notes

just…. lay on me.

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May 10, 2012 1 note

Goodmorning waking world.

Although.

Should be a couple hours before any real waking up happens.

May 10, 2012 19 notes

psychic-doll:

my scan from Dream Brother: The Lives and Music of Tim & Jeff Buckley

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If you have come to the bottom of this blog, I appreciate it. It means you have scrolled all the way down. Congratulations. You have now entered the description zone. The place where my most inner-lying thoughts are expressed. I change it on a certain basis, pretty much whenever the urge hits. Generally its different by next week. Not that this is an example of my most inner-lying thoughts mind you. The last one was pretty juicy. Kind of like a grand general look on the scheme of this life and its culture. Rather grim actually. If you've read this far... I commend you, It's almost like you respect me or something. My goodness. You see... I don't know how I truly feel about this whole tumblr ordeal. its a very strange situation if you ask me. People judging other people's blogs for pictures and gifs and tonality, and shit. I dunno. There's some strange 'pull of the hook' like affect on this site, where once you start getting 'respect' from complete strangers, it makes tumblr more appealing. How strange that is... to relish in the appreciation of people that aren't even getting... "you"... they're just getting the piece of you that you want to show... It's a portrait. All prettied up just the way you want it, like putting on a little extra make-up for a date or some shit. I don't fucking know. I'm a rambler. I a big fat rambling rambunctious ninny-poop who talks about some seriously ridiculous things because they slap my brain like a floppy fish repeatedly... over and fucking over again until I vent it out through my SECRET DESCRIPTION ZONE that probably only YOU know about. Bra-fucking-vo. Seriously, thank you for your continuous attention. If you're still interested... I'm not done. It's ok. I will keep this description for a good while, so you can come back to it later and finish if you don't want to do it now. But you are never going to believe what I'm going to talk about next.... Disc golf. Yeah. I said it. Disc fucking golf. This fucking game is probably the best fucking thing that has ever happened to me. Every thing is applicable to everything. <---- that right there. Disc golf taught me that little snippet of wisdom. Life. The decisions you make, the world you maneuver yourself through is a recognizable pattern. A series of stop and go scenery backed by a contemplative force that reckons with your setting. I still have much to learn, but there is a power within us to solve and achieve and exceed at what we do. There is a state of mind, like that of a charging bull that can successfully accelerate us through our lives in the most brilliant of fashions. Success literally IS a state of mind, confidence is one of the roots to the tree of success, as is focus, and relaxation. It is my goal to find a way to reveal the other roots, and exceed by throwing a 36 at dragan field. Yes. A disc golf course. I plan to get a 2 on every hole. I have gotten a 2 on every hole at that course.... except for one. But I know it is possible, and I have not found clarity by these specific means until I have thrown a fucking 36 at that course. While the concept of my life direction, and my approach towards succeeding is an incredibly melo-dramatic, and serious process within myself, I do not wish to shy away from the very fact that I am talking about a very simple game here. One that requires confidence, focus, and determination.... and vision. An eye for the future. whoa.... self discovery.... damn. anyway, I just distracted myself.