I want to be able to write what I think. However, I get caught up in syntax and it doesn't flow how I see it in my skull. Learning Spanish really messed everything up: spelling, grammar, clause placement, phrasing, etc.
If I could spill out an *interesting* 3000 word journal entry like someone I, well, I don't *know* her, but...hmm...someone I'm *aware* of, I think I could begin transfering that into other aspects of my life; channel my focus into being more organized; be able to think more about the overall form of my works rather than "surprise, it's done" kind of a thing.
It's got me where I am so far, but sometimes I get uneasy about being linear, not goal oriented.
There is something I'm thinking about lately. It's a snippet of a poem I incorporated into a recent work of mine. The line is "he forgot those who loved him and gave his secrets to those who did not love him at all" - make sure you hit 'at' on a high D like my talented soprano Margot pulled out of her lid after two tries. Bravo!
Who loves you, and who have you wasted yourselves on?
There is a huge history behind this pic. i forgot about it until I spoke to someone last night. It involves going to a high school football game, feeling completely sunk that I couldn't date one of these girls due to the fact that i was in the middle of my "three year nightmare" with my then gf, and later, my stretching the truth about a few subjects while my mom overheard me in the other room. those subjects include, but are not limited to, condoms, alcohol, intercourse, speed. Mom waited for a day before she wigged on me. Ha ha. It was hard to explain that i didn't actually do those things - most of them. i was just trying to impress a girl...
See what I mean?
If I could spill out an *interesting* 3000 word journal entry like someone I, well, I don't *know* her, but...hmm...someone I'm *aware* of, I think I could begin transfering that into other aspects of my life; channel my focus into being more organized; be able to think more about the overall form of my works rather than "surprise, it's done" kind of a thing.
It's got me where I am so far, but sometimes I get uneasy about being linear, not goal oriented.
There is something I'm thinking about lately. It's a snippet of a poem I incorporated into a recent work of mine. The line is "he forgot those who loved him and gave his secrets to those who did not love him at all" - make sure you hit 'at' on a high D like my talented soprano Margot pulled out of her lid after two tries. Bravo!
Who loves you, and who have you wasted yourselves on?
There is a huge history behind this pic. i forgot about it until I spoke to someone last night. It involves going to a high school football game, feeling completely sunk that I couldn't date one of these girls due to the fact that i was in the middle of my "three year nightmare" with my then gf, and later, my stretching the truth about a few subjects while my mom overheard me in the other room. those subjects include, but are not limited to, condoms, alcohol, intercourse, speed. Mom waited for a day before she wigged on me. Ha ha. It was hard to explain that i didn't actually do those things - most of them. i was just trying to impress a girl...
See what I mean?
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I wanna hear some of your shit!
I love that picture by the way, (you're so... zero cool) I kept checking your profile yesterday, but it wasn't showing up on my comp for some reason. Anyways, you rock.
hehe, I like the story behind it.
I just changed my profile pic again, it's me looking gothic and funny. (well, the left side is)