Misogi

The most terrifying thing I can think of right now
Is a flash flood in a familiar room.
Your possessions, the more totemistic of which float about you
While your mind and body float around in confusion
Just knowing, eventually, fear and confusion on the bookshelf,
You realise whats about to happen and try for the door,
Panic-stricken thoughts projected like darts through the salt
Almost dissecting them in patterns.

The door isn't locked but everybody you ever loved continues at a drier pace,
Wondering why you drink so much, and will you ever awaken.

Awaken

You pinch yourself in an almost laughable way
Noticing the colours on the Dali coffee table book brushing past your earlobe
The progressive stages of desperation are as follows,

1.Shock
2.Disbelief
3.Hyper ventilation
4.Anger
5.Hyper ventilation
6.Exhaustion
7.Why me?
8.Defeat

Wallowing in a sea of self-pity, the balcony door slides open,
Kicking off a wall, you lunge towards it

But stop midway because you know there will be worse fates at hand,
At thought.

In succession.

Just embrace this inhuman,unworldy moment


For a while longer.


Farewell.

Pisschrist

Maybe it isn't all so deceptively linear, with event after event , unless you're a firm believer in fate.

I see it more like....a web, or an arrangement of fairy lights, each with varying intensity, its so fucking alive I can almost feel every fiber,

taste every leaf,
see every stupid animal-shaped cloud.

I've lived the better half of my life under the impression that I shouldn't really care about being an 'ist' or an 'ian' , even when told that I was probably just afraid of conforming.

Laughable.

Thats just it, isn't it?.How does one stray from conforming without actually doing so unintentionally?.

Well thats just it really,

intention.

Lets leave what we already know (or should know, *gazes at you meticulously*)

It's 3:09 AM, I should get some sneep.

I can't remember the last time I've felt so secure and stable, everythings under control and easy reach for now.

<3 you.

Hai ate us :(

So I picked up a couple of albums the other day, NIN's Year Zero that I've been putting off for a while, and I finally decided to pick up a copy and give it a go, while I was there, I also spotted 'Awake' by Josh Groban and thought I'd pick it up as well.
I've really liked this work before with 'Closer' but I have to say that at this point, I'm really lovering Awake, the lyrics are cheese of course, except for a few numbers but the man's vocal technique is astounding , you don't have to be a vocalist to catch upon a few interesting things he does in the album.

I've said it before when I used to run those old reviews and I still appreciate an artist who can use dynamics to his/her advantage. I'm a baritone myself and anyone would tell you how difficult it is to keep up with all those damned sopranos/tenors highs, Mr. Groban certainly does know how to raise you up even with a lower register (fuck did I just do that? , I swear it was unintentional,









fuck.)

I did get around to listening to Year Zero though, its a wonderful album, Reznor has again proven that he can still make music without the heroine, a flurry of high-fives to you my man.

Moving on, what?, I'm fine actually, a lot better in fact, thanks to her, I feel alive thanks for asking.

:)

The bands doing incredibly well too, Murtaza proved to be a great great great match with the Gotwood line-up, I hope he'll hang around with us :), look out for an EP coming out soon.

In other news, my 21st birthday since my esca....fuck.


In other news, my 21st birthdays coming up, am I excited?, nope.

Yes this was a post for the sake of posting, kinda the purpose of this blog, then again blogs don't need a purpose, just posts.

Goodnight.

No we aren't...

.....dead just yet :).