Friday, August 27, 2010



Slowly changing into someone else, never thinking this metamorphosis would or could come to pass. This change is not negative or cumbersome. This change is far from any preconceived notion of what or how it would be... how it would be once enveloped in its threads, wrapped up and float-fluttering in its winds. It is in so many ways enlightening and fulfilling. A new illumination, a new energy is beginning to emerge... out from within. New and beautiful doors are opening all the time now. Feveri
sh emotion and fervent self-realization is exposing itself.

But...

Last night a dark door opened and inside... walls covered in foolish worry and past perception that should now be non-existent. Unfortunately, it seems at the most vulnerable of times, paranoia still paints the walls of certain rooms. Luckily I can choose. So I'm closing this door. Hopefully new paint will arrive soon. A little paint can go a long way.

Saturday, August 21, 2010

This video rocks.

lyrics....

Dress the part
It's storytelling time

Sharpen your knives
Watering mouths
Clean your plates for some tender I

Tell me how the story ends now

Come home, come see our place
Our labyrinth to keep hiding
We push the boundaries
So the rules are bent
Just in time

Come wallow in my sorrow
Breathe your air into my lungs
What hides in my shadow?
My worst fear is real life

Tell me how the story ends now

Tuesday, August 10, 2010