Honey, Run From Me

Despondently sleeping has kept me up randomly tonight. Righteous moments occurred through out the previous day, yet I can't seem to shake an unreleased demon. Call it insanity; I see it more as seeking a time when settlement actually blossoms into a realistic option. But not now... I mean enough of this for now.

Banished into some unfinished purgatory, some one whisper into my ear "Can you?"7

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Routine; Thanks

I never can sleep when your infidelity redivides my soul

Countless hours dedicate to understanding grace in hate

Realizing nothing accomplished itself as of late

Berate the consequences of my inner fire

Meaning fuck you! I'll continue to conspire

Sickly away from paying that endless toll

If I expose myself more, will you come near?

Don't be scared baby of my fears

Fighting harder each and every day

Seldomly comes out my way

Great aspirations to make the picture whole

Despite those nightmares that fracture my skull

Harmony

When every pedal is active Josie coincidentally smashes into something. Thus replicating a piercing static boom that might strike you as some kind of soul. She growls loudly towards an unmistaken foe; only that who invades and stirs up her emotional scream! Crawl up the skin to inject such sonic creations if you really want a scary ghost story. I'm addicted to the noise that emits from every gashing blow she delivers.

Oh wait, I forgot to mention thats just the prelude: the real action happens when the whole family joins in together.

"The holes in my soul are bigger than holy thoughts"

Do understand I'm not trying to look and think and talk and sing and read and write like all the rest (Props as usual to those who know that phrase). Striving for the big picture, some form of end result, provokes innovation as we transform into ourselves. Along the way, I enjoy crashing myself into certain tragic endeavors. Bad ideas just need to be turned into good ones. Immature realities similarly grow up into experienced knowledge; inevitably resulting in exactly what we wanted.

I told you, at I'm at my best when I'm at my worst... or was it the other way around?

Josie's quite the story teller by the way, listen up next time she feels like sharing.

Haunting?

Apparently the Milledge train still comes through Athens around 2 a.m. blasting its chilling horn. Usually I hear it before falling asleep... only to disturb my nightmares towards enriched nature more haunting than realty. In order to remember these memories, you must be present for live Josie screams.

How do I cope?

Through my own intended representation of an ideal life. Organizing my goals and figuring out how to plan a world takeover. Sounds good to me. Buying into a mission statement rarely stuck as important until now.

Yet I still remember those memories when someone taught me:

I am iron man; more iron than any man!

Nazi Zombies

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Live upcoming show! Tuesday, January 18th

Rumors say headlining around Midnight...

Preparing for this show requires several things:

First off several new tunes need to be written; meaning rebirth into creative mode. Any good song just needs some unique atmosphere. Construing your intentions towards a grungy goal eventually lead to something rocking, right?

Second, some kind of band logo needs to be published. Cue:

Next, identity must be re-established towards a mutual goal. Bestow:

Inject Mothesphere straight into rocking so hard we'll make the world completely Hurley. Rebuild reality Err Dailey so we can Swing Dick as royalty.

Finally: One damn level of Jurassic Park 2 SNES needs to be beaten!

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