February 2004
The Hour Of My Discontent
This life is fleeting; the moments of the hours, the hours of the days pass us in a whisper’s breath and then we return to dust. I am trapped inside this hour of this day, swimming in my own discontent. Questions have presented themselves to me, but the answers still remain hidden. I am home but I am waiting, ready to take the next step but I can not find my feet. I can hear time passing...
Brain Rain Store Grand Opening!
Just to let everyone know, today is the grand opening of the Brain Rain Store that sells everything from T-Shirts, to Coffee Mugs, to Wall Clocks and everything in between, well, almost. Anyways, click the link in this post, or over in the “Horizon Expander” Bar from now on, and feel free to make some purchases, all proceeds to go my attempt to move to Costa Rica. Any questions, do...
Faded Glory
Glory is fading. Fast.
I Am
I am the longing. I am the unscratched surface of my potential. I am the first step waiting to be taken. I am the smirk that won’t wipe off my face. I am the unquenched thirst. I am the desire. I am the patience that is wearing thin. I am the end of the rope. I am the love unspoken for. I am the fear, but I am the courage. I am the uncharted waters. I am the waiting, the waiting,...
First Was Last
I have been playing guitar a lot more recently, and today I decided to write lyrics of how I’ve felt lately. I will work on the acoustic guitar to accompany this, but for now when you read it, just try to imagine slow acoustic guitar, and a raspy voice singing it. Soon enough, that guitar, and that voice, will be mine, and maybe I’ll post the song on here for people to listen to. ...
Re-Arranged
I have been home alone since Thursday morning, and I am bored. It is strange being alone in a house that usually is so active; when I was in college I would get used to being alone in an apartment, it was mine, and no one else was supposed to live there. Now, I am in my parent’s house, and I think it grows with every hour that passes. I feel like I can hear my own echo. I decided to...
Gained in Translation
I finally got to sit down and watch a movie I’ve been meaning to watch for quite sometime, “Lost in Translation.” I do not know exactly how to explain how much I loved this film. The movie reminded me of so many things, and showed me so much I hadn’t seen before. I’ve never seen a movie capture such an awkward, but for some reason entirely perfect infatuation between...
New Shoes, New Leaf
I bought new basketball shoes today. My old shoes were so worn down my toes could feel the floor beneath me, and I ice skated my way through layups. This, fortunately, has been remedied and for that I am pleased. With this new pair of shoes, I am turning over a new leaf. I have abandoned basketball for quite some time now, pushing it away and only letting it see the light of day in the summer...
Dolphins?
Do you have a dirty mind? Research has shown that young children cannot see, nor identify the intimate couple in this drawing as they have absolutely no prior memory or experience to associate such a scenario with. What they see, is 9 dolphins. This is a test to see if your mind is corrupted already, and if so, just how corrupted it really is. If you find it difficult to pick out all 9 dolphins...