Anarchy

With all the crap that comes out of the bowels of the mouths of the many that are few and far between, I digest this arrogance.

The statistics of confrontation are endless.

The screams of people who won’t just die irritate my utter joy.

Shutting up the anarchy that is growing in the apathy within our mortal flesh.

Killing our very own human nature by genocide through telling us lies and making us believe in the equality for the creed of their doctrine.

We wallow in our own frail bodies until we die in these carcasses of mutated, morbid, mucous-ridden, mills of monotheistic belief.

Facing destiny and patriotism whom some don’t even believe cannot be shown how to fathom such an unexplainable view.

No man, being without excuse can be justified and proven incorrect; we await a trial charged with ignorance and wait for the jury’s decision.

We decide that it is utterly impossible to go on with life.

There’s no hope in another day.

Keep the hope in tomorrow for tomorrow brings a fresh start.

Conclude your thesis and come to grips that tomorrow is another day and get over the belief of your apathetic nature.

Live on your days, just as days; live your days, by days, and just move on.

By The Way, I Finished Counting The Stars At 3:17 A.M.

Tonight, I’m skipping over pages in the journal of my life
because they no longer seem perfect.

Stains and wrinkled fabrications unleash the yielding
of my not-so-hidden thoughts and feelings.

Showing my unbearable soul on paper
while only partially watching the outline of this pen
from the dim bulb of a burnt out flashlight.

I think about you.
I hear in my head, “And I saw me in your eyes.
That’s what I saw…
And you'll see yourself in my eyes.
That's what you'll see.”

But, it's only when I look into your eyes,
that I know I’m not leaving.

My eyes sit focused and still on yours.
I only turn away when your eyes
look back at mine.

It scares me to think that
you might feel what I feel.

The consistent, repetitious flickering from the bulb
that I should have gotten fixed used to feel annoying.
Now, when I walk by you, it seems ok to write my heart
down in the dark because you obviously don’t see it.

God’s will seems so far and not findable.
But, I know that’s a lie.
It’s here, it’s now, it’s me, and you know that’s unattainable.

It’s funny; in the dark I cannot see anything.
But, when I’m crying, thinking about you,
that’s the only time the stars seem to light up my room.

Behind Blue Eyes
words and music by The Who

No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes

No one knows what it's like
To be hated
To be fated
To telling only lies

But my dreams
They aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be

I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free

No one knows what it's like
To feel these feelings
Like I do
And I blame you

No one bites back as hard
On their anger
None of my pain and woe
Can show through

But my dreams
They aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be

I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free

When my fist clenches, crack it open
Before I use it and lose my cool
When I smile, tell me some bad news
Before I laugh and act like a fool

If I swallow anything evil
Put your finger down my throat
If I shiver, please give me a blanket
Keep me warm, let me wear your coat

No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes

Giving Up On Love

Lyrics and Music by The Ataris

these past few weeks
I've been confused
sometimes I wonder if
I'm better off alone.

you fall in love
then break your heart.
you fall in love again
its never ending.

I used to have this friend
who took his fiancé
to see Billy Idol
a couple weeks before
their wedding day.
the chick got backstage
and left my friend outside.
next day he called
from a hotel
asking for a ride.

I guess I'm giving up on love
'cause it really kind of sucks

uninspired
and growing tired
why am I always
so attracted to drama?

so here I am
grown up at 23
will someone tell me
what it takes to be happy?

I play in my band
and write a lot of songs
about relationships
and how mine went wrong.
maybe I'll meet that special
girl along the way
then she'll break my heart
and leave me crying.

You're So Last Summer

Lyrics and Music by Taking Back Sunday

From The Album Tell All Your Friends


She said "don't, don't let it go to your head
Boys like you are a dime a dozen,
Boys like you are a dime a dozen"
She said "you're a touch overrated,
you're a lush and I hate it
but these grass stains on my knees
they won't mean a thing"

And all I
Need to know
Is that there's somethin I'll be missin
(somethin that you're missin)
Maybe I should hate you for this
Never really did ever quite get that far
Maybe I should hate you for this
Never really did ever quite get that...

I'd never lie to you
Unless I had to
I'll do what I got to
Unless I had to
I'll do what I go to, the truth
Is you could slit my throat
And with my one last gasping breath
I'd apologize for bleedin on your shirt

And all I
Need to know
Is that there's somethin I'll be missin
(somethin that you're missin)
Maybe I should hate you for this
Never really did ever quite get that far
Maybe I should hate you for this
Never really did ever quite get that...

Cause I'm a wishful thinker with the worst intentions
This'll be last chance you get to drop my name
Cause I'm a wishful thinker with the worst intentions
This'll be last chance you get to drop my name

If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar

Across The Universe

Lyrics and Music by John Lennon and Paul McCartney

Words are flying out like
endless rain into a paper cup
They slither while they pass
They slip away across the universe
Pools of sorrow waves of joy
are drifting thorough my open mind
Possessing and caressing me

Jai guru deva om
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world

Images of broken light which
dance before me like a million eyes
That call me on and on across the universe
Thoughts meander like a
restless wind inside a letter box
they tumble blindly as
they make their way across the universe

Jai guru deva om
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world

Sounds of laughter shades of life
are ringing through my open ears
inciting and inviting me
Limitless undying love which
shines around me like a million suns
It calls me on and on across the universe

Jai guru deva om
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Jai guru deva
Jai guru deva


"...You could slit my throat and with my one last gasping breath, I'd apologize for bleeding on your shirt..."
--Taking Back Sunday

Queen Maggot

So, my partners in Crime, Justin and Chase have been very faithful to their blogging duties. I however, have not been too fluent with my writings. Although, as far as poetry goes, I have been getting a lot ideas for songs and poems, so look forward to that. Or, try to pretend to be excited as much as possible.

Tonight, I was doing some random acts of surfing on the ol' worldwide waste of time. I found this site, (under Chase's direction) and it pretty much devotes all of its time and energy into spreading the wonderful message of HATE that Christ brought. The site is called Jesus Hates Smut. There's a lot of 'different' ideas on this site. Actually, I think it's not very Christ-like at all. I know that seems a little harsh, but there site description is as follows:

"THIS PAGE IS NOT ATHEIST, PAGAN, HOMOSEXUAL, OR TREE HUGGING ABORTIONTING FEMINAZI TYPES... IF THIS OFFENDS YOU GO BACK TO YOUR ABORTION CLINIC AND PRAY TO SATAN."

So, I encourage you all to check out their "ministry" and sign their guest book and share your thoughts and opinions with them (especially if your thoughts and opinions differ). Warning, it is pretty graphic as far as the pictures go. Some of their ideas are even pretty Biblical. However, they are very very extreme and even 'whacked' at times. Well, that's it for me; someone else needs to use the computer. Have a good week.

"...Meeting you was just so unexpected. I guess I was scared of being rejected. Since you were so nice, I wouldn't think twice. I'd give it all away for one more day with you. If ever there was a girl to be engaged to, that amazing girl would have to be you. Before we hung out, don't know how I lived without your beautiful face - like God's amazing grace…”

I dig that sound.
Besides Counting Crows here's a list of other music that has been getting play around here this week.
Old Favorites
Weezer-Pinkerton (6 times)
"I'm the epitome of public enemy."
"Maybe you and me can get together. Maybe you can break my heart next summer."
Dashboard Confessional-The Places You Have Come to Fear The Most
It's hard to believe it's almost been a year since I really started listening.
Ryan Adams- Gold

Becoming Favorites
Appleseed Cast-The End of The Ring Warsand Mare Vitalis
I borrowed these and some others from Justin. I think I'll buy these two off you buddy.
Michael Card- Poiema
Chaz let me hold this for a week. I didn't think I'd like it, but it's good. Not so rockin', but good music nonetheless.
The Waiting- Wonderfully Made
One of my worst musical crimes is getting cd's in bulk by mailorder and not listening to some of them. I've had this for a month and just have played it. It's a quality release from a quality band.

New Mp3's

Dead Poetic-A Green Desire
This just ain't my bag. Still, thanks for the recommendation Rich.
Denison Witmer- I Won't Leave
He's called The Lone Troubadour of Joy and Sorrow. Having read that I had to give him a whirl. I'm not sure what I think yet though.
Charlie Dore-Pilot of The Airwaves
I got this for curiosity. My dad told me it was one of my sister's favorites growing up. She can have it. This song is very 80's. It reminds me of a Blue Bell ice cream commercial. Very Jingly.

Thanks to all the parties involved in my further exploration of music. 'Til next time keep your ears tunes to the good stuff, goodnight.

at midnight i become a frog again.