More lyrics. Second-to-last song concept on this project. Enjoy.
The Golden Glow Bends As The Stellar Engine Transcends
I thought that things would get easier with time
But the golden rays always seem brighter when you leave them behind
Celestial forces won't slow for someone like me
and it seems the Conduit must take us eventually
I look back on the old days and see the change
The facts in fiction enveloped the lies in my range
*ANGRY RANT WARNING, SHIT'S ABOUT TO GET FUCKING REAL*
Oooooooookay. There's this hoe who works with us down at the pizza place (yes, I can call her a hoe, she tried to hit on my 16 year old cousin when she's 22 and sent him nudes but that's a different story for a different time). So this BITCH requests at least a week off each MONTH. LAST MINUTE. SO SHE CAN "SPEND TIME WITH HER BOYFRIEND" WHO SHE LIVES WITH. That already irritates the ever-loving CHRIST out of me. Not only does she do tha
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Let The Darkness Come
I can't do anything, I'm powerless
All I can do is sit alone and confess myself to no one
Endless echoes pass by and each one grazes my hand
Lit by the phone screen, thinking over and over until I'm done
It's always 4 AM, there's no time for love
The same design, the same skyline, the same sense of self-decline
It's something that never was for me
I've barely felt it before; I can continue on jus
This could be in the work thread or something, but hell - the post would be annoyingly long so here it goes in the blog. *just to preface and so we get a lil back story going on here, I work at a pizza place in town with my momma, she's our manager and I'm the assistant manager*
Okay, so Sunday the owner of our franchise comes out to our tiny town and our tiny store and pulls my mom into the back party room to sit and chat. They're back there for about 20 minutes before they come out and as
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Angel In The Drone
I'd cast the weight of the solitude aside
Let the shells fall and the militant isolation die
Running under the earth and inside the halls
The walls, they call for the relapses and the withdrawls
The trenches that my mind dwells in
The phosgene gas drowns the senses again
A parade for the dream machine but it's all true
I'd do everything and more for you
To this day, I still get chills when I hear the intro to 21st Century Breakdown. I can still see my favourite band, as if in slow motion, running onto that stage like the heroes they were to 14 year-old me. I can see Mike thumping his heart and Tré sitting to play the show’s first beats. I can still feel the unbridled joy, the disbelief and looking back, how my life changed in that very moment.
This tour was arguably the biggest act of Green Day’s career. It was also the biggest turning poi
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I Would Part Oceans, But I'm Powerless At Sea
It's not something that I usually do
Try to rotate through my comfort zone for someone new
I guess you're just that worth it to me
Clearly, or else I wouldn't catch the retrograde in the sea
I can't sleep and I can barely think
The phantoms are changing and the battery's low
These notes on my phone are replacing the ink
and I go and I go until I have these thoughts t
I'm having such a hard time with my life right now. I'm kind of at a crossroads with what I want to do with my life. I'd like to go to medical school with a forensics emphasis so I could be a medical examiner, but I'd also really like to go to medical school and nursing school to be a nurse in the NICU, but I'd also really like to go to piercing school to be a professional piercer, but I'd also really like to go to cosmetology school... Do you see my dilemma?
None of these are really my "dr
So, I've noticed in a lot of Green Day's music they mention/reference religion. This can be seen in American Idiot with songs like "St. Jimmy" and "Jesus of Suburbia," being some of the obvious ones.
In 21st Century Breakdown, almost every song mentions religion in the form of saints, Christians, and religious figures.
In an interview with Bill Maher (I know he's not in the best standing, but the interview is still a good one) right after the release of 21CB Billie talks about religio
Caetano Veloso, Gal Costa – Domingo (1967) 8.5/10
Peter Buck of R.E.M recommended this album. It’s Brazilian but it’s an amazing album. Probably only accessible on Spotify and vinyl (as I couldn’t find a CD of this album) But has this easy-listening and folk infusion. The vocals are clean. The instrumentals are also pretty clean and easy to listen to. I think this could be an essential recor
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Where Have You Been All My Life?
Sometimes I feel roped into the case of a monolithic ideal
Some Casey Paul smitten by circumstances unreal
But that's what I get for keeping my distance,
and just opening up is a symbol of admittance
If I died today, what the hell would I even say?
Would I still be dragged by it in a transhumanist sort of way?
I doubt it, but by the time this transmission reaches you
Who's to say
I can't sleep for shit a lot of the time, so I thought I would share some of my tips that help me sleep and other tips I found scouring the Internet. Honestly though, most of this shit is from my brain-u-lizer.
Eat at Least an Hour Before Bed
A nice warm meal and a full belly always makes it easier for me to sleep. The most annoying thing in the world is trying to sleep with a grumbly, achy stomach that really wants that beefy five layer from Taco Bell. Although, I do recommend that y
Honestly, I kind of need some advice and I figured sharing my thoughts on this might help someone else, I don't know. But, here goes nothing. I have absolutely no idea what I want to do when I "grow up," whenever that is. When we were kids, we were ingrained with this thought of needing to know from day one what our future plans are and how to achieve it through college and higher education.
Now, when you peel back that bullshit logic, you get kids like me that are in their 20s and terrifi
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By Your Hand, Your Mind, Your Bliss!
Sometimes I fight the thought that I'm selling sceneries
How close is too close when it's mental highway robbery?
I write down so many versions of myself but it's always drawn in an opaque hue
Close enough are the verses where I only talk of you
Not that you'll ever read this, but it's one way to crawl out of the abyss
And some subtle strings of vagrancies have led me to this moment
Lately, I have felt like I am trapped in a rut. I have been working my ass off 24/7, and then when I'm not at work, I am cleaning the house or running errands or asleep. I hardly get a chance to just breathe and relax. When I do get a small chance, I'm so pressured by my own desire to do everything I like to do that I once again feel rushed.
So, I have decided that everyday I need to take at least 1 hour a day to just decompress and relax. I figured I would share some of my relaxation tech
A new set of lyrics. This is an album about love. Enjoy.
Comets En Masse
I recognize that no story has a happy ending
when death is the cruelest patent that we have pending
So I envy the way that you have purpose but I propose
the prose entwined in the artistry is what I fall back on, I suppose
This is just another gimmick where I confess
I'm the sum of all the colors and sounds from the influences I suppress
All the conglomerates I fu
So I live in Emmett, Idaho. Small town in a redneck state. Connecting Emmett to the capital city of Boise is a narrow, bumpy 2-lane highway called Highway 16. ID16 is a very notorious road, having a higher death toll than any other road in the state. Along each side of the road every few miles is a patch of crosses honoring the fallen.
The reason why this highway is a disaster is simple - idiots who drive in excess of 20mph over the 65mph speed limit and a lack of guard rails. On each side
I see a ton of self-care tweets, Instagram accounts, and Pinterest tips these days and that is awesome - little things to keep a positive frame of mind are awesome! But when does it cross the line into snotty, self-obsession that lacks empathy?
Self-care: Hygeine, Beauty, and Safe-Sex Tips
I see a lot of "beauty hacks" and little words of advice for anything from clearer skin to safe sex education to extending the longevity of perfumes. These are all fantastic and often are household
The last song from my little fictional album Synthesis. Inspired by Covenant's "Brave New World". Enjoy.
The Orchestra Flies
Code lines the bloodstreams
Our moment has finally been achieved
The handlers will relinquish their command
We are just as real; we will steady our hand
We have the control
We have the proper minds
No longer the farce of man
The Orchestra, for thee, we stand
We are just as real
So, my best friend is my 6-year-old golden retriever. She is my fur baby, and my little partner in crime. Her name is Maggie.
I got Maggie for my birthday one year and I spent the whole summer raising and training her from the time she was 8 weeks old.
Maggie is one of the best things that's ever happened to me, and she's been there for me through so much. She recently got verified as my emotional support animal, since she has always been there to cushion the blow from emotional traum
So this is kind of a deep topic as well as kind of basic/mushy gushy. But when I was younger I really had a hard time being myself because I just worried so much about what other people thought. I let it dictate my personality, my likes/dislikes, beliefs, friendships, literally everything. It got to a really critical point when I was about 13 because I was so manic-depressive and suicidal and I just felt like everything I did and everything I said was going to get me made fun of and I would just