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Monday, September 03, 2007

Currently Listening
Unloved & Weeded Out
By Converge
Locust Reign [Live]
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to my brother

This one is dedicated for my brother and against those whose lives are self-labeled as noble but are really treasonous to the conscience.


It's interesting

what we let envelop our lives

the traditions we serve

unconditionally joyful

we smile uncomfortably across dinner tables

at distant relatives who eyes are filled

with fear

wondering where our parents

went wrong

and how we turned out like...

like what??

like nothing – we've turned out as something

ever changing

developing

and experiencing

pried from the mall's cold dead hands

our sanity isn't sold seasonally

nor will the kiosks deliver us from evil


we pull the magnetic bars from books

because we know knowledge is free

we set up info shops in our minds

and spread the word underground

all the while

we work

shitty jobs

living paycheck to paycheck


are we really that angry?

Are we really that radical?


We take this shit and say our voices

are enough

to bite the hand that feeds


but i think it's really about how we think

here are a few hot social issues and where radicals might stand with them


  1. gay marriage... absolutely not... ban marriage

  2. gun control – destroy colt and lockheed martin

  3. intellectual property rights – sure if there was a right to property

  4. war – give peace a chance... and if that doesn't work – totally, if it's against the governmental status quo that would send you off to die in a cause you dont really believe in so we can settle our differenses amongst ourselves



It's all in our heads

and how we may converse

and if those thoughts and words

disturb others

it works

if they open another's mind

it's beautiful


Open thoughts, open minds

open thoughts, open minds

open thoughts, open minds


but how radical am I?

I once said to my mother,

“i dont care about the government”

she said she knew

then she said,

“talk to god if you're in trouble”

I said I knew

is it equal placation? Or a plan to escape?

With great fear comes insecurity..insecurity leads to

defensiveness, defensiveness leads to

lets just say I don't ever plan to

denounce the faith in my moms face


How radical are we?

People hide their sexuality

and we've no voice to say

“open the closet door”

millions put up with racial inequality

and we've no courage to say

“fight for the right”

are humans not animals?

animals at least fight for their lives

or they run away

dependent on if they are predator or prey

but as a specie we're divided

we humans must deplore the degradation of other humans

but at what cost to ourselves?


That will measure the free radicals

and how many wrinkled brows

might frown


open thoughts, open minds

open thoughts, open minds

open thoughts, open minds




if restricted

don't restrict your thoughts

or you will lose how to determine what is you

don't be pressured to find extraneous worth

if locked in a concentration camp

be resolve in what you believe

ignore ignorance

whilst daily rations if any are partitioned

that is being as radical

as one might hope to achieve


value the hour

which you might come to know

as home


now it's easier said than done

and you might ask

“do you practice what you preach?”

and i tell you, “yes, i'll die for what i believe.”






Monday, August 13, 2007

Currently Listening
Streaks of Terror
By Crestfallen
Seen And Not Heard...
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discontinuance re:re:fw:fw continued

like the boat at the end of "lord of the flies"

rythmic imaginations
i am startled
i am unfaltering in
this staring contest
i've got your gaze
it won't be long
until we remember the pain

was it worth dying for?
it should have been worth crying for
however benign something was at stake here
something precious
something intangible
but i could feel it

[i knew this wasn't a scene is some harlequin romance novel
unlike family guy, popularity would not reinstate our former fame
i don't even think we could catch a re-run slot
we compete for the time slot of infomercials
and soft-core skinemax
we now bottom feed
wait, i must acknowledge there is no you
so how could their be a we?
it's not as though i would speak to you again voluntarily anyway
i'm reminded of a line from a sage francis song, "we used to have daily discussions
but i doubt we'll ever talk again."
and
i doubt we'll ever share the same air again
i doubt we'll think the same thoughts again]

i doubt my confidence again
i am responsible for the emotions that you left me with
my reactions are my own
so i guess i need to grow
into what?
change, metamorphisis?
then i've succeeded,
in heartbreak i understand emotions much better
a time period of insanity, followed by lucidity
left me
hazy
but determined,
i rallied because my friends rallied behind me
my thoughts cleared
and music escaped from my lips
i found a war path
radical and fervent
immaterial and artistic
fellowship and peace settled
in a wake from which i dont wish
to be alleviated
i learned how to grab a distant star
just for a conversation and
not for possession
place it back almost perfectly
and wish that i could exist next to it for a chat

so it's come to be that - that is that
i'm obviously still affected
but in a way that i've elected
please don't find me a fool
i've developed and let loose
i've sacrificed everything to start again
indefinitely inclined to further the things
i've determined are epic and worthwhile in my life




Thursday, March 29, 2007

embitterment ferments


When emails attack!

Halted
I've not stepped forward in quite some time
A reflexive axiom befuddled in poorly worded guidelines
If only I got the gist
I might find eloquence more accessible
but instead in the gargling of murmurs and screams it's been lost.
The search party remains unformed --miraculously balanced
teetering the path forward is to fall
Will I get up?
The pain of falling is negligible -- suffering is already present.
However the aesthetics clash
sanctioned by grief
I'm not handling this well, not at all.
Standing alone means when I talk to myself I'm not crazy but I lost it.



Wednesday, March 28, 2007

Currently Listening
Relationship of Command
By At the Drive In
Quarantined
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white man's burden?

yesterday's piece was written on the spot at a locally  owned business supporting free wireless internet -- thank you

here is one from the archives, albeit recent:


Something about the term Thanksgiving seems a little one sided

Detached ramifications present
the unsatisfactory notion that even
a crippled empire has last resorts.
The patience in gaining this knowledge
ought be herald as priceless before
things come to such extreme measures.
the value of my worth is unmeasurable, but
may be dispersed through paperwork which attempts to harness the conscious
as a rational number, or something
for statistics.
My thesis statement will involve
devaluing these current systems.


Tuesday, March 27, 2007

Currently Listening
IV
By Bucket Full of Teeth
Capital Distracts and Imprisons
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on embitterment

Divulgence

I managed to misconstrue a thought
I struggled to assert my emotions
But I halted to taste your skin any longer
Giving up is not giving in
It's about breathing again
Coerced into a nadir period
I know I will crawl out on top
I will walk away
After so much shit, I'm walking away

Entreprenurial forthcomings make a chance
for heroism or courage while considering the current implications of such things
The stocked risks cut down the moments in between gasps or sobs
Tearing up is no longer an option

I told you what I thought in response to who you felt
Renewable , my smile strong now will not fade
I'll live another day to find another fate which really
it's all coincidence anyway