A Conclusion

-How was your childhood?
Wasn't bad. I guess they gave him a bunch of video games and kept his attention somewhere far off so they could do what they had to, you know? This morning, though, they gave me three fuckin' cups of coffee, haha!

-After yesterday, how are you feeling? You weren't looking so good towards the end.
Just everything, I guess. It's all gone bad for me these days. What with the thoughts doubling, and the...I know- We'll build something, man! I'm serious! We can finally get her out of here!

-My friend tells me you used to be quite the writer. He wants me to tell you he really loved your first novel.
What?

- Anyway, I never got your name. They said you wouldn't tell anyone else, but I'd like to think of us as friends.
My what? Have you ever caught a snowflake? Man, it's fuckin' unbelievable. The other day I was sitting in my room and one just fell into my palm. I looked at the thing for a good hour. I think I might have done something wrong, the motherfucker disappeared. I guess that's the closest thing I have to a name. Us? Friends? I don't know man, I sure do got a lot of friends already... And you know what they say about friends.

-Have you ever found love?
Yeah, I saw it once. The clock on my computer screen sometimes clicks by, and it reminds me of a girl I met once. Not any number, man, no. Just the changing of the digits. It just reminds me of her. I think she [incoherent]. I guess I just have to go to the field again [laughs]

-I think this will conclude our interview. Thanks for taking the time, I sincerely love your work sir. I hope you remember me.
Oh, of course I'll remember you. The amusement park was such a great time last night! That night'll last forever. Why not come join me for din-....Lauren? Who is this man in my room? I want him out. Now.

A Conversation

-What did you do to get here?
Oh I just did what any guy would do, I guess... I let everything boil down to the smallest, most insignificant level of complexity, then I attacked it. Oh, I really ripped that fucker apart. I found out things about myself that I never thought I could know. It's funny, guys like me, we don't usually like to sleep in a soup, a stew, like this...

-You just missed 11:11, how is that?
It's okay. I always used to catch that elusive thing. I guess some kids wish on it, but that ain't how I do it. I just take a look...look down into the pixels that make up the numbers, really study them. Only then can someone like you, that uptight type, really get the meaning. I'm hoping to catch it again sometime... I guess once I'm out of this storm, I'll finally be able to see the sun, so to speak.

-Do you think anyone can truly know who they are?
Shit, man... They didn't say you'd be askin' these kinds of questions. Well hey, I couldn't give a shit less who I am. I guess the question should go back to you, eh? Do you know you you are?

- No, I guess I don't. But I am the inquisitive type, that's for sure. Do you play the piano?
Sure I do! Yeah, I was great back when the notes used to actually care about me. Yeah, man, they used to pop into my head like like bad ideas. One, two, three, haha! I used to be able to write song after song after song. Then one day, she left... I guess that's why the notes left too.

- What is your earliest memory?
Well, I guess it was this morning...brushing my teeth. [laughs]

- I can tell you are starting to get tired of this. How about we pick the interview up again tomorrow?
Yeah, that would be better. I am feeling a little dizzy, come to think of it. Actually, I guess "Think" would be the wrong word for that sentence because I can't think of-

END

"When smile ain’t a smile, just some teeth messing with your mind... Well you’re right to fear the fear you fear you’ll find"

Things are pretty foggy this week. Not really sure what's happening, but a 3-day weekend is coming up, and I need it. Hopefully just the usual hanging out or Dorneying will take place, but I am more than ready for some diversity in my life. Nothing has really changed since summer ended. The repetition is starting to get to me, already. Every weekend is still fun, but even they are beginning to blend... I need a defining moment for this period of my life, because that hasn't happened yet. So much potential everywhere I look...why do things have to be so complicated?

I've been thinking about time lately. I have an assignment for my AP English class, it is basically a "choose a topic then write about it" sort of thing. So, I chose to write ( half satirically) about the benefits of time travel. I have to finish it for tomorrow, and that should be interesting. If it ends up being any good, maybe I'll post it. Don't hold your breath though.

Music for the day: Miles Benjamin Anthony Robinson- Summer of Fear : Incredible album. His debut was great, and this release just builds upon that. Despite its summery title, the music fits this time of year perfectly.

Monetary vs. Divine motivation

Floating in the sea, shaking with your fleet.
I can see, see you; Can you see, see me?
Take a minute, look around:
The water is deep, it's especially cold
Today.

After our hands meet, let your mind have a seat.
I can-we- I can hope we
I can hope we go -we-
I can hope we go somewhere nice and cozy when We (I, YOU, ALL)

Let the sentence finish. Not so hard is it?
Smarter men than you or I have thought long and hard about what...
What to write in them books of theirs.
Who says it ain't right?

Who says it ain't right, right?
Wrong, Can it be wrong, no?

Let the words pour, let the topics soar.
She can't take no more, I CAN TAKE no more.


Oh, put it back now...
(or just leave it be)

Sitting in math class.

Well, I figure that since I can access my blog in this class, and I have no idea what the teacher is explaining, I'll post an update. This past weekend was strange. A friend slept over friday night(fun night), and I had to work saturday morning at 7. One can assume that I was tired for the rest of the weekend. My loss of sleep and thrown off schedule put me in an odd mood; I felt very anxious and strange saturday night and sunday. My last entry should back that thought up pretty well.


I enjoy writing poetry, or whatever you'd like to call those pieces of writing. I think the number of those entries will increase, especially if my anxious moods continue.

Here's to another week. Wake me when friday arrives.


Currently listening to: A lesson on coterminal angles.

My Nightmares, a collection

An orange tree, ignited in a forest of green
Melting plastic bags, burning wooden desks
The citizens gather round, try to keep warm
They argue with the flames, persuade them to grow

The judge looks down upon the defendant,
The jury shifts and glimmers, only half there.
Lawyers, eyes empty, bark at each other.
The ceiling falls in, and they disappear.

He sits next to his friend, his lover
She smiles to herself and he laughs
They look out the window and see the wolves grinning
Tomorrow will come for neither of them.

Two hours pass, a silver piano plays.
Diamonds for keys, Golden strings struck by Sapphire hammers
The musician yells A-flat until the crowd weeps
Jewels fall from the theatre's balcony, flooding the audience.

I sit in the room where my pride fell to its knees
I wait for another chance to grovel.
God has plans for us all, she always said.
I can only hope "The End Is Near",

I can only hope that insane New York street corner prophet is correct.

"Static"

The month of September is over. Without a doubt, one of the longest months I can remember. It's odd, I almost can't remember anything before this month began... I miss summer, more than I even thought I would. I'm not going to lie and say everything sucks now, but it just isn't as good.

I don't want to rant for three posts in a row, so I'll keep this one simple. That's it.






Music for the evening: Godspeed You! Black Emperor- Lift Your Skinny Fists Like Antennas To The Heavens: A beautiful album. Instrumental, but not for a moment boring. Captivating, exhausting, amazing music.