Friday, October 24, 2014

Alan

David Firth is a name that describes a person I've never met, but somebody I feel like I can relate to. It's unsettling in many ways. I don't understand how my taste in music or art is so similar to somebody I've never met. I was able to recognize all of the music after watching this. I do hope one day fate will bring us together, just like it has in the past.

Alan

Aphex Twin
Godspeed You! Black Emperor
Sigur Ros

Sunday, October 12, 2014

Bipolarity

The Hierarchy of Needs is a placebo.

Sorry for the negativity and lack of inspiration on my blog and my life. I'm sincerely trying my best to stop worrying about the past and look to the future.

Wednesday, September 10, 2014

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Sometimes I'm alright with being a person. Thanks for all of you who have read my posts.

Tuesday, August 26, 2014

Rethink What You Live

No human can be absolutely certain of anything but his or her own existence.
 - A conclusion drawn by John Locke

Take a moment to let that sink in

Friday, August 8, 2014

I Bestow Upon Thee, Ambience

My Coordinates To You


Please do yourself and your sanity a favor and make a "Boards of Canada" Station on Pandora.
Oh yeah and also Shailene Woodley happens to be my new favorite person that I don't know. I mean hey, she's only 22. I've still got a chance.

Wednesday, July 30, 2014

One Sunday Morning

This song is breathtakingly beautiful
It's also a very heartbreaking song
And it may be the most relevant song I've ever listened to

Please do listen and read along, do not be imitated by the length because it will go by so quickly.

One Sunday Morning

Lyrics: (DONT READ AHEAD)

This is how I'll tell it
Oh, but it's long.
One Sunday Morning
Oh, one son is gone.

Against the weather dawning
Over the sea
My father said what I had become
No one should be.

Outside I look lived in
Like the bones in a shrine
How am I forgiven?
Oh, I'll give it time.

This I learned without warning
Holding my brow
In time we thought I would kill him
Oh, but I didn't know how.

I said it's your God I don't believe in
No, your Bible can't be true
Knocked down by the long lie
He cried I fear what waits for you.

I can hear those bells
Spoken and gone.
I feel relief I feel well
Now he knows he was wrong.

Ring 'em cold for my father
Frozen underground
Jesus I wouldn't bother
He belongs to me now.

Something sad keeps moving
So I wandered around.
I fell in love with the burden
Holding me down.

Bless my mind, I miss
Being told how to live.
What I learned without knowing
How much more I owe than I can give.

This is how I tell it
Oh, but it's long.
One Sunday morning
One son is gone.

Tuesday, July 8, 2014

Hodag

I really want to discuss this with somebody. I don't recall ever shaking out of fear while reading something, or shuddering and feeling my stomach drop so abruptly before. This is easily the most real and terrifying thing I've ever read. If you are up to it, it's a short story (journal) about discovery, mystery, and determination, but more importantly exploits the mind to extreme fears such as claustrophobia, fear of the dark, fear of the unknown, fear of being alone, fear of being left behind, and others.
I can't recommend this any better than to just say click on the link, do not skim, and once you start reading you'll be hooked by curiosity, mystery, terror, but most importantly realistic interest. This isn't a horror story made up and told by old men, it actually happened.

Ladies and Gentlemen  - Ted the Caver -

(I'd recommend reading this mobile, since the formatting is well, from 2001)

EDIT: Please comment about it if you have finished reading it!