Lately I feel as though I've hit an invisible wall in the social networking universe. I am currently plugged into FACEBOOK, TWITTER, and LINKEDIN, etc. However, my posting frequency has declined. Not because I don't enjoy their services, but because I just don't feel as motivated as I once did. The nerd inside has been slowly bored to tears, yet I still remain on the hunt for the next 'thing'. It has taken me months to return (here) to BLOGGER, but I'm scratching my creative itch again. I randomly enter periods of intense mental bursts through film, music, travel, people, experiences, thoughts, feelings, smells, tastes, etc. Over time I have managed to write (sporadically), which is something I truly enjoy. Not to mention, it allows me to flex the brain muscle. Don't expect a steady stream of inspired genius, but I'll try to accommodate my legion of rabid followers. Ciao.
2009/07/01
2009/06/30
_#3_
LOST CAUSE
hear me... your voice
know me... your face
guide me... your hand
defy me... your fear
heal me... your scar
lose me... your mind
find me... your world
touch me... your life
burn me... your fire
taste me... your skin
tear me... your heart
kill me... your love
hear me... your voice
know me... your face
guide me... your hand
defy me... your fear
heal me... your scar
lose me... your mind
find me... your world
touch me... your life
burn me... your fire
taste me... your skin
tear me... your heart
kill me... your love
2009/06/29
_#2_
PUBLIC TRANSIT
i saw you only yesterday
on the bus to nowhere
stuck between strangers
the sigh of some reality
face of damaged beauty
waiting for something
to show you life again
yet the truth was cold
no means for a savior
only to wait for a stop
the time came and went
a cheap glance was all
but in just one moment
you were gone forever
and i am left to ponder
if you found your way
i saw you only yesterday
on the bus to nowhere
stuck between strangers
the sigh of some reality
face of damaged beauty
waiting for something
to show you life again
yet the truth was cold
no means for a savior
only to wait for a stop
the time came and went
a cheap glance was all
but in just one moment
you were gone forever
and i am left to ponder
if you found your way
_#1_
ALONG THE WAY
here comes the beacon light
as the sheep drown in sleep
such a burden to be the one
witness to the waking world
observing change over time
human order of progression
like the turning of a leaf
colors change during season
must we decide our destiny
against random possibility
upon the saddle of oblivion
a pony ride toward infinity
here comes the beacon light
as the sheep drown in sleep
such a burden to be the one
witness to the waking world
observing change over time
human order of progression
like the turning of a leaf
colors change during season
must we decide our destiny
against random possibility
upon the saddle of oblivion
a pony ride toward infinity
2009/03/09
2009/02/13
Five Finger Discount
After work I walked into downtown Bellevue to buy a "super burrito" at Casa Ds. I witnessed a car pull-up to another vehicle. A guy jumped out and grabbed a set of skis off the roof rack of the other car. Other people walking out of the nearby sports gear shop quickly saw, and another guy ran back to the scene and yelled the license plate number of the thief vehicle. The irony is that when I walked into the burrito shop, there were two cops sitting down and eating. I haven't seen anything like this for awhile, and thought it was interesting enough to post. It's been awhile since I've done so. I'll try to get back to being a little more regular. Is this just the "tip of the iceberg" for this type of shit? What a bizarre encounter.
2009/01/02
2008/11/29
The Other Side Of The Sound
I bailed to the other side of the Puget Sound for ThanksGiving. Worth every penny from every aspect. Getting away is sometimes the best medicine. The ferry ride to Bremerton was mellow, and my aunt picked me up with her dog jumping around the car in a hyper-panic. I ate loads of food, and drank loads of wine. Some of her friends came over, which was a little strange at first, but I quickly struck a chord, because that's what I do. The quick back-story is that her husband (my uncle) passed away not too long ago, after falling out of a tree. The house is amazing in it's own right, and resides up a semi-concealed road within a mellow NorthWestern town. From the balcony on the second floor, you see trees, mist, and overcast skies. I helped out as much as I could, which she definitely appreciated, and I felt good about doing. Ultimately it was nice to spend the holiday with some blood, and get some old-fashion home-cooking. I ate like a fiend, and didn't care one way or the other. I realized I am lucky to have some family around the area, and can't take it for granted, which many do. All in all, a pleasant weekend, interesting people, and plenty of grubbing. I made it back across the pond tonight, and am now going low-key. The turkey sessions are still settling in the stomach, and I just need to relax. Hopefully everyone had a redemptive holiday... One which they can truly appreciate. Most folks typically forget their lives aren't so fucked up.
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