god damn alcohol

so, as of right now, im resigning the right to drink alcohol. yeah, being legal to drink is great and all, but fuck that. i woke up this morning, unable to remember anything, it feels like i broke both of my hands, and theres blood all over the shirt i wore last night.


long story short; i think i blacked out.

renee

this song is from way back in the day. some of you might know it, some wont. listen to it, it tells a pretty sad story, but the song is a-fucking-mazing.

A Bird That’s Come Home
by Kelsea Habecker

posted July 22, 2008

The clouds rise and we alone are lighted
figures on the beach, free-wheeling one evening
along the lagoon chasing the sandpipers

that skip across the surface of the waves.
I say: We are an egg wrapped in paper or straw.
You laugh and say: Break it open.

We go home and argue.
It happens this way. Differences press
our thin membrane. We crack.

Afterward, the room is a mess:
overturned crystal and chairs, pieces
of the speckled murre eggs we stole

from a nesting cliff and spent one whole
winter drying out near the furnace.
Everything breaks. We, too,

are fragile.
You wrap yourself in a shell,
I fly to the shore to contemplate the churning

sea and the birds in it. Gulls float the rough swells.
After all, in the death crack
of Arctic winter the sturdiest birds remain.

But what about us? What phoenix
can plume out of this fissure
to squawk the first notes of our truce?

When I return home, you’re standing
naked, bird-legged, in the kitchen
making cookies, and I turn to yolk.

For one thing, in the midst of our division
the thought of you stork standing in the dark sea
of appliances, factoring quantities

and degrees, rounding off
the time to keep them
soft morsels me.

But there’s more, like a feather slowly settling,
when you fold your wings again next to me and say:
even in cookies, it’s the egg that holds everything together.

© 2008 Kelsea Habecker

everything you've ever been taught is a lie

so right now, im sure im going to cause a ruckus, but i want everyone to challenge everything theyve ever believed it, clear their mind from all opinions and bias' and watch this.

http://video.google.com/videosearch?q=zeitgeist&ie=UTF-8&oe=UTF-8&rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&client=firefox-a&um=1&sa=N&tab=wv&oi=property_suggestions&resnum=0&ct=property-revision&cd=1#

the name of the film is "zeitgeist" and is challenges everything from the catholic "religion" to september eleventh conspiracy theories, to the banking system and more.

watch it before you judge.

dont tell me its over

so i know ive written about this before, but this song is nothing short of great.
having grown up in geneva, literally next door to the bands vocalist, seeing this band come this far is absolutely mind blowing. oh yeah, theyre new cd is out next tuesday.

emergency broadcast::the end is near

pay no attention to the title, its the song im listening to, by underoath. the song was actually the reason i started to write tonight. while listening, i realized that even though a band such as underoath who is generally classified as "hardcore" can make seemingly beautiful music. something about the melody, the hardcore breakdowns, the screaming, double bass peddle on the drums, everything. its captivating. for some reason the song made me think about the piece of art that we looked at the other day. while some of us probably didnt think much of or didnt like the sculputre that was presented (i didnt) im sure others did. this all ties into the music im listening to. i was talking with my roommate who was giving me a "what the fuck are you listening to look" and it hit me. im pretty narrow minded. i assume most people like the same things as i do (movies, books, music, politics, tv shows, etc. etc.) when i know they dont. now i listen to everything from underground hip hop, to techno, to obviously hardcore, but not country. makes me cringe. back to the sculpture though. while i pretty much hated the damn thing which i wrote "looks like a wire spool gone horribly wrong" im sure someone found it beautiful and abstract, which i really cant judge because everyone is entitled to their opinion.

long story short; i realized im kind of ignorant.