Sunday, September 27, 2009
From a deleted paragraph of an assignment.
The most important thing in my life right now is music. It brings me to a serene place where I can dream about the things I can be and the things I can do. I don’t know what I want to do with my life yet, but right now I’m frustrated by the lack of something in my life, and sometimes I feel music is the only escape to some kind of future I can be proud of, some future where I can make light for other people, whether it be with music, or science. I often am left with so many thoughts, yet I am unable to express them properly through words, with that, music
Sunday, September 13, 2009
The Reeling.
I recently obtained a copy of Passion Pit's new CD, "Manners" (go get it now). The album's fourth track, "The Reeling" left me reeling.
We dug these holes
We crawled into
Now they're my home
Now here I cannot feel the wind
Can't feel the rain or cold
And I believe in gentle harmony
How I loath all this obscenity!
Is this the way my life has got to be?
Have I a single opportunity?
Look at me
Oh, look at me
Is this the way I'll always be?
Oh no-Oh no
And now I dream that somebody
Will swiftly come and kidnap me
Oh no-Oh no
And everyday I lie awake
And pray to God today's the day
Oh no-Oh no
But here I am oh here I am
Oh when will someone understand?
Oh no-Oh no
And all at once I feel this
Oh how it clings to me
It reels and calls me towards some
Confounding destiny
And I can feel the madness inch by inch
The more I run the more I am convinced
I've colored all these like the
Branche's twist
Just like we settle in the frothy mist
I got chills, and they're multiplyin'
We dug these holes
We crawled into
Now they're my home
Now here I cannot feel the wind
Can't feel the rain or cold
And I believe in gentle harmony
How I loath all this obscenity!
Is this the way my life has got to be?
Have I a single opportunity?
Look at me
Oh, look at me
Is this the way I'll always be?
Oh no-Oh no
And now I dream that somebody
Will swiftly come and kidnap me
Oh no-Oh no
And everyday I lie awake
And pray to God today's the day
Oh no-Oh no
But here I am oh here I am
Oh when will someone understand?
Oh no-Oh no
And all at once I feel this
Oh how it clings to me
It reels and calls me towards some
Confounding destiny
And I can feel the madness inch by inch
The more I run the more I am convinced
I've colored all these like the
Branche's twist
Just like we settle in the frothy mist
I got chills, and they're multiplyin'
Friday, September 11, 2009
Useless.
I've never felt more useless than how I do right now. There are these people who are doing these amazing things, helping people, every day. It just seems that everything I do is insignificant compared to others. I don't see the point in doing something for myself really anymore. It's not like I'm depressed or anything, I just feel like I should be doing something more, right now. Anyone want to help?
Saturday, September 5, 2009
Thinking thoughts.
Last night I couldn't go to sleep.
It was like a million thoughts were racing through my head at a million miles an hour. Dwelling on each one no longer than a second or two.
Every thought revolved around one person.
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
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