... you'll find me.
Yet again, another rather random composition for A Bombshell In Parliament, a band that may never see the light of day or the dark of night, but, in all probability, will continue to live on in the minds of two rather strange individuals. Poetic compositions for lyrical therapies of the mind's strange soul which is its subconscious.
"Derogatory silences
and phantasmal kisses.
Bloodless violences
and foolish minxes.
Absent presences
and whispered misses.
The perfect recipes
for breaking hearts."
- Heartbreak for Fools
Anyone know where I can learn to play the bass guitar? I have a Vantage bass and amp at home which I'm itching to play... and to be GOOD at.
I'm open to suggestions, people.
Anyways, carrying on with more weird productions of the mind - and in most cases, MY mind - let your eyes travel downwards as you read within the quietitude of your mind.
NEXT!
The following haiku was composed on the spur of the moment while at work on yet another solo shift. To be honest, I really don't mind being alone in the store, but this is getting ridiculuous. It's so boring that my brain feels like it's turning into radioactive sludge. But at least my mind is still creative enough to churn out the oddities that you bear witness to here... for now, at any rate.
This is dedicated to the women whom I've loved and still love, in some cases. For those who know me, they might be able to figure out who I'm talking about. Especially if you know how I think and what a mess of wires and bolts my mind is.
XII The Hanged Man
The creeping glow of sunrise
Ashes and a bell's knell on the wind
Hanging from a leafless tree.
Yeah, I suppose there's still some lingering misery and sadness residing in my heart. And that inspires the insanity that graces your screen.
What else do you expect?
I make no apologies.
I'm only human.
Monday, January 24, 2011
Saturday, January 22, 2011
>>> As we dream...
... so do we die. Alone.
It's true, isn't it?
The chances of having the same dream as another is astronomically low; and usually if a group or individuals have the same dream, it's because they're in exceptionally close proximity or they're on the same mental wavelength with the same subject in mind.
Other than that... well, it would take a miracle.
Plus, it would be rather creepy since sharing a dream, which in essence is a private affair, at the same time, feels rather violating and invasive to some degree.
Regardless of how "cool" the concept is.
So, having our dreams alone, in the sanctity of our own minds and subconscious, is similar to living out our lives. We go through it alone, as individuals, and at the end of the day, whether in a partnership, a unit or a collective, we still die.
On.
Our.
Own.
Alone.
Singly.
Individually.
We take no one else with us unless we die a death of blood, screams and violence.
So, that being said...
... live your life to the fullest possible and dream as big and vividly as you can!
It's true, isn't it?
The chances of having the same dream as another is astronomically low; and usually if a group or individuals have the same dream, it's because they're in exceptionally close proximity or they're on the same mental wavelength with the same subject in mind.
Other than that... well, it would take a miracle.
Plus, it would be rather creepy since sharing a dream, which in essence is a private affair, at the same time, feels rather violating and invasive to some degree.
Regardless of how "cool" the concept is.
So, having our dreams alone, in the sanctity of our own minds and subconscious, is similar to living out our lives. We go through it alone, as individuals, and at the end of the day, whether in a partnership, a unit or a collective, we still die.
On.
Our.
Own.
Alone.
Singly.
Individually.
We take no one else with us unless we die a death of blood, screams and violence.
So, that being said...
... live your life to the fullest possible and dream as big and vividly as you can!
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
>>> Running on empty...
... with barely any fumes in the tanks.
I'm feeling hollow and empty.
Possibly dead-eyed as well.
And I'm missing three hours of my life from yesterday. If anyone can fill me in on what I did and/or said, where I went and any other details from the time period of roughly 1600h till 1900h [on the 18th of Jan], please let me know, please.
The last thing I remember clearly is Brighteyes breaking up with me. That explains the hollow-and-empty thing, doesn't it?
It hurts, as it always does. And I'm left with this song in my head; and her favourite song breaks my heart everytime I hear it.
You kinda see it coming though, but even then it still manages to kick you in the gut. Your insides seem to shrivel up and fade away, so you feel like you're floating and everything is just so surreal.
God alone knows how she's feeling about it and dealing with it.
I really do hope that she's alright.
Honestly, I do! Why is that so hard to believe!?
Anyways, it's like Mike V said, and Wen quoted, I guess that I just gotta STAND STRONG. I just might get that phrase tattooed in Aurebesh. On my left arm, just below the Eye of Ra that I have on my wrist.
Yes, I'm still a g33k.
Albeit, a heart-broken one.
And it does seem that I always want to get a tatt after major upheavals in my life. Go figure, huh?
Oh, well...
... laters, peeps.
*slinks away into the shadows*
I'm feeling hollow and empty.
Possibly dead-eyed as well.
And I'm missing three hours of my life from yesterday. If anyone can fill me in on what I did and/or said, where I went and any other details from the time period of roughly 1600h till 1900h [on the 18th of Jan], please let me know, please.
The last thing I remember clearly is Brighteyes breaking up with me. That explains the hollow-and-empty thing, doesn't it?
It hurts, as it always does. And I'm left with this song in my head; and her favourite song breaks my heart everytime I hear it.
Anberlin - Inevitable
Something Corporate - Konstantine
You kinda see it coming though, but even then it still manages to kick you in the gut. Your insides seem to shrivel up and fade away, so you feel like you're floating and everything is just so surreal.
God alone knows how she's feeling about it and dealing with it.
I really do hope that she's alright.
Honestly, I do! Why is that so hard to believe!?
Anyways, it's like Mike V said, and Wen quoted, I guess that I just gotta STAND STRONG. I just might get that phrase tattooed in Aurebesh. On my left arm, just below the Eye of Ra that I have on my wrist.
Yes, I'm still a g33k.
Albeit, a heart-broken one.
And it does seem that I always want to get a tatt after major upheavals in my life. Go figure, huh?
Oh, well...
... laters, peeps.
*slinks away into the shadows*
>>> The unexpected...
... can be expected but does that make it accepted?
Just some ideas that have been spawned in the last few days for A Bombshell In Parliament, a band that only exists in the head of two rather eccentrically brilliant, light-bulb-fused minds: KAZE.first and Pervalidus. The ideas behind the band is instrumental tracks with choruses of sorts. Blame Scott Pilgrim, kinda got the idea from Crash and the Boys. *laughs*
"Car wrecks, train crashes and airplanes like shooting stars in the sky,
Make a wish for heartache, watch the world break and never cry to die."
- End of the World
"Put the gun to my head,
squeeze the trigger now i'm dead,
the world's splatter painted red,
with bullets straight through my head,
my head, my head, my head."
- Headless And Yours
"Not fated, not fated,
Your destiny is broke,
You're plain outta luck,
Close your eyes to hide the pain,
Curl up under the sheets,
And shed your tears."
- Tears for Fate
"Feeling so pathetic, feeling troubled
Can't stand here, so I'll just run on
Run away, away, away
Onwards, for ever and a day
Would hate you, but I can't
Could love you, but I won't
Could hate you, but I won't
Would love you, but I can't
I just can't, I just won't
Hate you, love you
The pressure crushes, the darkness rushes on
I close my eyes, and drop, falling away
Fall away, away, away
Downwards, for ever and a day."
- Away
Thanks, Brighteyes, for reintroducing me to music and reigniting my love for creating. I owe you something fierce.
Well, I hope all of you like this for whatever it's worth.
Just don't rip us off!
Just some ideas that have been spawned in the last few days for A Bombshell In Parliament, a band that only exists in the head of two rather eccentrically brilliant, light-bulb-fused minds: KAZE.first and Pervalidus. The ideas behind the band is instrumental tracks with choruses of sorts. Blame Scott Pilgrim, kinda got the idea from Crash and the Boys. *laughs*
"Car wrecks, train crashes and airplanes like shooting stars in the sky,
Make a wish for heartache, watch the world break and never cry to die."
- End of the World
"Put the gun to my head,
squeeze the trigger now i'm dead,
the world's splatter painted red,
with bullets straight through my head,
my head, my head, my head."
- Headless And Yours
"Not fated, not fated,
Your destiny is broke,
You're plain outta luck,
Close your eyes to hide the pain,
Curl up under the sheets,
And shed your tears."
- Tears for Fate
"Feeling so pathetic, feeling troubled
Can't stand here, so I'll just run on
Run away, away, away
Onwards, for ever and a day
Would hate you, but I can't
Could love you, but I won't
Could hate you, but I won't
Would love you, but I can't
I just can't, I just won't
Hate you, love you
The pressure crushes, the darkness rushes on
I close my eyes, and drop, falling away
Fall away, away, away
Downwards, for ever and a day."
- Away
Thanks, Brighteyes, for reintroducing me to music and reigniting my love for creating. I owe you something fierce.
Well, I hope all of you like this for whatever it's worth.
Just don't rip us off!
Saturday, January 15, 2011
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