Give 'em All a Big Fat Lip

Hahaha, Oh the irony for the evening.

The following depicts tonight's concert experience.

P-Groove (ah... I know this was the 12th (at least) time I've seen them...) at this pretty awesome venue in Chattanooga, TN.

As usual, my generosity got the best of me, yet I still sacrificed kindness for responsiblity and maturity. I realize I'm older than most of my fellows around me, and despite the lameness of this statement I selflessly engulf everyone into my Moth Nest; a place where I take care of everything, allowing only for conscious enlightenment.

I wonder why P-Groove doesn't ever smile? I mean the new keyboardist practically was having sex on stage... I don't like even seeing them anymore and I was noodling my ass off!

So irony develops... I find myself in the front row dancing among a former mortal enemy... someone who became involved with a previous memory I still try to escape. Yet we were in a common center... mutually satisfied by the scene we had become engulfed into.

How grand of such a strange premonition of mine I felt would actually occur?

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Then the most fun of the night took place... I had claimed my large space in the front row, occupying a reasonable area due to people allowing me to dance and groove myself appropriately. So my buddy challenges me to a groove off... as we lose ourselves away, I decided to declare victory in one single flowing notion. Using my keys and the assistance of Captain Neptune, I cut the sleeves off my (from 2nd grade.... hey i'm low on clean clothes ok!) polo... immediately these too hippie chicks steal the sleeves and use them as armbands. I have totally just dominated this dance off. BOO YA KA SHAA

Then I dealt with expected bullshit from the usualness. But I headed South and delivered us home.

Good Night everybody.

My Buy In

Wow.

This post completely deviates from the rest of the blog and themes.

All I can say is I buy in, and I now have been enlightened to some of the happiest thoughts and feelings I have ever experienced. Tonight I saw a light on in my cabin. This is typical of my campers as they tend to stay up too late reading and I have to tell them to go to bed. But this time was different; as I got out of bed and opened my curtain into the main cabin area, I simply noticed one reading light still on. He had fallen asleep, and I just reached over and turned his light off for him.

I can't describe the feelings this mindless notion is provoking me to experience. Accomplishment? Goodness? Kindness? Duty? No, more of a happiness for what my life has in store and most importantly acknowledgment of the greatness I possess; A greatness that I know I'm able to share and selflessly give to my world.

I love the world more than I have ever known in my entire existence right now.

Good night

Chiwombits?

"We were both fucked up that first time we met

Kissing each other with lip dry, not wet

Those days remain a blur to me

Probably why I closed my eyes to see

Something deeper inside of you

Yet even my eyelid's darkness I saw through

Hold up, don't wait

Let that moment dissipate

Turn to waste, everything we saw right

All those nights we both craved a fight

I don't know why I did that,

You don't know what you did back

Great things got fucked around... and

No one pretended to hear those sounds!

Flying high on an endless cloud

Our souls entrenched upon your crown

Dug up those needless memories,

Of restless nights and positivity

Although the gallery questions you and me

I dared not to break our creed

Even though, I think I tried, one of us always cried

We both got tired of paying rent; it

Never accrued and never got spent

Hold up, don't wait

Let that moment dissipate

Turn to waste, everything we saw right

All those nights we both craved a fight

We never cared about clearing away

Rampart meanings we never meant to say

We both got tired of paying rent; it

Never accrued and never got spent"

..... Oh wait, lets go for the TKO...

"First glance, maybe you deserved a chance

But after I tried, too many seconds died

Cleverly, I though I drove further than

Those other just fucking "friends"

Nevertheless, I know my curse is forever blessed

A blissful remedy from your vanity means there's

No more secrets left free

Knock, Knock... Who's there?

God' Damn timely repairs

Repair who? Well, repair you!

I'm sick from breathing in your hot air

Kick the door in, don't stand outside "friend"

How's it feel? To be warm inside my home

Away from gloom, welcome plentiful doom

Heart feeling warm, senseless adjourn

Messed around, got your strings tied

Denying flight, stuck grounded outside

Bet you went all in, removing the shirt, exposing flawed skin

Convinced myself of softness, until I stepped up and screamed

"Your not so Flawless!"

You turned away, shamefully in dissarray

Come on now, lash on out!

Alert us all on Why your silent as you shout!

Knock, Knock... Who's there?

God' Damn timely repairs

Repair who? Well, repair you!

I'm sick from breathing in your hot air

Kick the door in, don't stand outside "friend"

How's it feel? To be warm inside my home

Away from gloom, welcome plentiful doom

One breaks up into two

Always, I knew

Your heartless and unfocused,

Disguised by tasteless Woo."

C.R.O.T.D.

Just something short and easy for your pleasure:

"We drank wine in the matinee

and the spotlight showed what i chased away

kill me, kill me

i called i called, but i cant get through
said he's on his own, but his own is you

she saw my comb over, her hourglass body
she had problems with drinking milk
and being school tardy
she'll loan you her toothbrush
she'll bartend you party"

Seriously? Perfect example of why selling out just leaves you with empty, selfless sounds only others want to hear. When you care about what you do, and how you do it, then its absolutely necessary to be selfish to protect your talents and not allow others to exploit them for commonly known satisfaction.

To make my point clear, I will give you everything, my heart, my thoughts, and my time. But you'll never be able to acquire or understand my true nature that comprises my soul. Try your hardest, you'll inevitably fail without touching that which I value sacredly.

Time to erupt again.

H.R.O!

Well... I'll put it this way: I've instantly been presented so much new song writing material in a very short time. Life can be really strange, but I've already readjusted my center to these days and times.

But these songs I'm already forming and creating are reverbishly louder than I planned on turning up. If you are wearing earplugs, then your just scared.

"You rise, you fall, your down, then you rise again

What don't kill you make you more strong!"

So how are things? Absolutely Rad!

Times are absurd; but no matter, reality is perfectly clear. Incredible things can occur, and they just fly by you quicker than these fleeting summer days. I know my place, but it doesn't know me. No one wants to hear that your breaking up; it wasn't long ago this said start me up. All your dreaming will have to wait, what you deserve you'll anticipate. On your own you let me down; but you damn sure provided many good laughs. To those who just understood what I just said, you'll realize the senseless meaning behind those words.

"Cold Fame, in my brain.

But its ok, because I know its the best for me."

Hmmm... not sure why the font keeps changing one me.

Did you know from the 10 opening moves possible in chess, there are 170,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 ways to react?

So out of any simple decision you make, there are countless potential results and consequences. I feel like this perspective instills a bigger picture reality involved in all choices I, or you too, make. Maybe I'm just speculating about "thinking before acting"; for if you act irrationally and untrue to yourself, you just wind up in a whirlpool of endlessly distress results.

You can't be lost if you have no place to go. But we all have somewhere we can travel too. I've hit the road, left the punk rock city back to the mountainous escape. A place where I can focus my energy and concentrate my soul towards results I love to create.

So yeah... things are pretty fuckin' Rad!

"We love the Jams, and Jams.. they are free"

Revival

Ladies and Gentlemen,

This Blog is now coming back to you louder and stronger than ever.

I forced myself over another situation, and in my newly self-discovered

State of mind, I'm quite creative. You see, I interfered with something special

Purposely to stay true to myself, but cause quite the stir to provoke

My soul back out of my shell. I have written so much lately, songs, lyrics, and

Chapters in my book, that I am grateful and relieved my choice to deviate

From what future negative externalities that situation would create.

TERRIBLE LIE!

Catch Me If You Can

Hahahahaha

Your Hilarious my dear friends...

Its been awhile I know, but I know my place

and its far from ordinary. May went by instantly,

leaving memories of drunken escapades, ear-deafening jams,

and your usual Mothballism.

Recently I returned to my sacred place,

No. 2 Under The Cross. Breathtaking sunsets and nostalgic

reminders are widespread at my secret beach.

Marked with new experiences, this short trip contains

volumes of discovery.

And where am I now you ask? Well, I'm far displaced;

From my usual tranquility into the beautiful mountains

Where you'll never find me.

So from now on, you'll have to deal with my mistaken reality.

One full of stupidity and self-description; helpful to others development

By accidental means of inherent coincidents. Life's twists sure are remarkable

When they grab you by the hand and throw you into a whirlpool

Full of the bullshit and enlightenment you seek, but do you

Wash yourself when you escape that near-water trap?

Mothball revives, by his own intentional seclusion away from previous temptations.