Hmmm

Ending shit is so much fun sometimes. When the past is just a memory, you really enjoy your current situation and appreciate different extremities much more. Regardless of the mood, I think its important to cherish what the consequences of life exhibit.

"Consequences frequently

dream up perfect harmony

We jumped ship too easily

Wandered blindly in distant seas

Not understanding where we'd soon end up

Unfortunate karma brought us shit luck"

Time Will Tell

My friends, time is the only real reward for such a peril consequence. Time will tell all, good and bad, only if it is sought after in this dismal realm. Who knows the end result? Who cares? I guess thats so figurative and stupid that only the individual self understands what they want to, however I propose that Time will be my downfall. Yet I constantly and currently embrace it in hopes of accomplishing the unaccomplishable: a needless task of reverberation through out my life that I still see light and perfection deep inside.

An old friend once inspired this concept with a very simple phrase:

"Giving time is giving life"

Yesterday

Yesterday marked a very intense spiritual journey, one that brought the best and worst emotions free from my body. Cutting ties is very hard to do, especially the deep and tightly wound ones. In completion of the exercise, I felt not only relieved, but individually rejuvenated. My spirit was at rest, my body at ease, and my soul completely reopened to new frontiers.

I feel like I've come along way, and now am prospering with the benefits that journey has brought me. Benefits that I had a hard time realizing were simply slammed right into me, as if they had been there all along. Maybe I am finally complete again. Ready to completely destroy that completeness to bring about even new changes and life developments.

Insomnia

Insomnia seems to be the case here. Another night, another time spent staring. Am i afraid to dream again? Is it that I just simply can't figure out how to release my mind into a sleepy state?

Days are long, nights are eternity.

Dreams

Dreams are unintentional delusions of reality. They manipulate time and space while delivering strict messages about current life and fantasies. Sometimes this is pleasant, most times it seems for me at least they are undesirable imaginations. One day dreams could represent reality, others seem to be as far of from real as possible. I never dislike or take a dream irresponsibly, however I am more tempted than ever to finding a cure for the evil ones that continue to change and bother my own self.

Success

A Successful break in the books, and now its on to concentration and finals. I've found another method of expression, and am looking forward to emphasizing it to the maximum.

Jamming with old friends is so nostalgic and euphoric. It not only comforts the soul but eases the past. New ideas, new harmonies, and new styles all combine into absolute perfection. I've forgotten how great that feeling is, but was reminded about how amazing it progresses as time passes.

Moons got the Funk. Enough said right there.

Blew his brains out

"I killed Oscar, shot him in the head Put the gun in his mouth, watched his brains fly out
Saw my worries fade as the hole got bigger Solved all my problems with a trigger

I don't need forgiveness for my sins I don't need redemption for my sins
Got the satisfaction of a job well done with my own bare hands

Oscar Oscar was destroying me
I killed Oscar, burden lifted off of me
I killed Oscar now I'm happy happy happy
I killed Oscar before he killed me"

~ Patterson Hood