Title that tells…
As things progress, which is a word at fault, to be true a word like con – gress would be used, and not in its normal form. Things keep getting worse, only cling to the hope that they will be inversely good. Being stranded from art in every way other than the solice in these black scrawling fiends creates a true sadness. English becomes nothing, I have been speaking Portuguese in place of English for a few weeks now, and it has become my thoughts. It has melded with french C’est verdade, une langue trés strangue est ues pallavras differente qui eu falla agora avec meu coisa diffucultemente.
I can’t wait to return to California! To talk to friends, to make music do very anti – school thingly things
Start my record player with J!!!
Anyway, the point to this post..is..right..here…^
As a romantic, I hate being
Anybody else?
This by now is just improv
What I was thinking before this post was what was important, now during it, who knows??
If you do, comment!
Otherwise we are done here
cheers.
December 29, 2009 at 4:33 am
Hey bro. I attempted to understand your words in the other language. I do not know what falla agora avec meu coisa means. language is very cool, and I am glad you wrote in English for the rest of it. I understand a little of french which seems like it sounds like what you are speaking as well. c’est verdade something about such truth? maybe? Ah well. But other than language, to the point, your writing seems not happy. A romantic who hates being. Or a romantic who Hates being…what? The sentence confuses the mind. Or is the mind who wrote it confused? or some other emotion? which one might it be? I believe I would like to say to many an individual this upcoming phrase. Open your mind and your ears, your eyes and your senses to the possibilities that life and this planet gives you. Do not be worried or upset because the time at the moment seems like it will be forever, for it will be gone. And when it is gone new life will occur. It will flourish under the artistic hand you provide it, and it will happen as long as you are ready for it. Life does not wait, and neither does time for it progresses like the steady motion of a tree. And like a thick vine one must not wait for the tree to finish growing and then attempt to reach the peak when the tree has already blocked all of the light, but the vine should grow with the tree, and ride it’s branches to the top where it might bathe in the glorious beams of the sun.
Ride at the head of your life. The past is meant to be remembered, the present is meant to be lived, and the future is meant to be created only by you.
Whether or not this relates, I am not sure. But I wrote it in hopes it will be read and these ideas might be remembered.
to use a version of a famous phrase, if I had more time I would have written a shorter comment.
hope you enjoy the read Chris.
December 29, 2009 at 1:17 pm
Thanks Julian, that is the perfect response; and much more inspiring than my original post!
This is philosophy that Ive heard before but you brought it out at the absolute perfect time.
Nice
December 30, 2009 at 5:25 am
I am glad you enjoyed the post. I hope you understand it better than I.
January 4, 2010 at 1:05 am
awesome julian.
haha chris… “black scrawling fiends”… thats wonderful. you actually found context!