Stay.
It's almost time to go
Off to nowhere, out of sight, route sixty six
The pieces of everything packed away into little boxes
All seven of them
Okay, they're not so little...
...and not quite in pieces...
These parts of bits of facets of pictures of my life
They echo in the recesses of my thoughts
Printing themselves with the silkscreen that are my choices
It's almost time to go
It's gonna be bumpy, just a little winding road, I know
This time is the right time to write time right I'm sure
Those distant memories that remind me of those times
We were so much
We were nothing
And that made us special
It made us timeless
It's almost time to go
On with the spectacle that is our lives
Those bonds we chose to sever
In the wake of our misspent youth
We built our moats of sweet dry moss
And set them ablaze
These foolish towers of innocence and salvation
There's no going back anymore
It's almost time to go
Closing time, final stop, end of the line
There are things in our lives we can't control
Those little pieces packed away
Finds their way to coalesce
Mending shattered reflections with broken glass
It's time for me to go
But I don't want to leave.
And the wind brought Clive @ 10:42 PM
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Thursday, August 21, 2008 |
We finally got cable.
It's either the most momentous occasion since getting the internet in Fremont, or it's the biggest waste of life since High School. I basically spent all weekend browsing such interesting programming from "Brooke Knows Best" to "The Drug Years" to "Sexploitations Behind The Set." I also realized once again why I hated reality television. That stuff basically takes your IQ and does rapid subtraction to its total. Oh yea, it's also more of that same old meaningless consumer driven drivel. What a society we are.
I've also discovered a hottie in the music industry. George Nozuka is one blazing Asian. Well, fantasize as I may for a couple of seconds at a time, celebrity fantasies are unrealistic and basically pointless, so this is probably the only mention I'll ever make of him in print. But yes. George Nozuka. Hot. J-Diggz feat. George Nozuka's "With You" is a hella sick song. That is all.
In any case, my reading of Eyeshield21 will end somewhat soon, and I'll retire to my dinky little futon on this cold, hard study floor. Night, y'all. Or morning, you freakshows.
And the wind brought Clive @ 4:31 AM
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Monday, August 04, 2008 |
Every.
You gotta live it.
Every minute, every second, every little bit.
Every moment, every sound, every little thing.
It's like this one time.
I called my boy out for a joyride
He said he's got school, and work, and res-pon-si-bi-li-ty.
Where's the life?
Joy is a principle, and this just made my joyride killjoy.
I asked my girl, why do you do the things you do and want the things you want.
She looks at me and rages, clashing like the storms of her own deeply rooted lies and blindsided illusion those delusions that wind and bind and blind her mind
No one ever asks for too much
A minute, a moment, a second chance.
How often do we give it up? Give in? Or take a stance?
We move and we groove we jive and we thrive
To the beat of our beings.
And I ask myself
And I ask all of you
What is in this man, in this life, in this moment, in this...
Being.
In this minute, in this moment
With every second and every bit and every word and every sound and all this life still there to live
Get your head out of books and things
The future is waiting and you don't gotta rush
It'll catch up, it'll take you, it'll ruin-you-for-life
It'll turn ya, churn ya, burn ya...till there's nothing left
The future's waiting, so why rush?
Burying yourself in books and res-pon-si-bi-li-ty and wearing this mask this face this look this grace this facade...of who you really are
Who you really could be, wanna be, should be
Missing out on every minute, every moment
Every second, and every little bit and thing
Where. is. the. life. we. all. should. have.
Where we are reminded constantly of the things we once were and we're the things we once lost
Time. Time to wake up and look around, cuz that's when you realize.
You gotta live it.
And the wind brought Clive @ 12:50 AM
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Friday, August 01, 2008 |
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