so music has pretty much consumed my soul... well as far as expressing myself.
i have to be a better bassist. im thinking about buying a keyboard too.
there is a bit of writing too, but not to much. mostly song lyrics...

though life has been pretty good i suppose. i try to keep myself busy and keep the madness at bay. though i think its been pretty much the worst year of my life. it may just be starting to look up.

1] Post these rules. (eff rules)
2] Each tagged person should post 8 facts of themselves. (i could do this)
3] Tagged people should write a journal\blog about these facts. (yup)
4] In the end tag and name 5 people. (oh hells no)
5] Go to their dA pages and comment saying that they are tagged. (better luck getting my boot out of your...)
so here goes:

1. i love chocolate.
2. i don't do much of the art thing anymore.
3. most of what i do is just browsing.
4. i get hung up on one activity at a time, quit, and then go back to it in a couple months.
5. i also love beer... i also love vodka, but the love is not returned.
6. i may seem like a nice guy, but i'm actually an asshole.
7. i don't get on here to often.
8. i don't think forever should be a measurement taken lightly.

this is where i tag people. in all honesty, this is where i tell you do it if it pleases you.

when did we stop being individuals, and started being people...and stoped only to become a citizen. a belonging to a greater mass, only due to teh task you serve to society, a puzzle piece that you carve yourself into to fit in with the rest. when we take traditions and practices of the past and others onto ourselves. when this jigsaw is put together, the cracks seems to blur to show the bigger picture. leaving the pieces to be forgotten.

sometimes, in the blur, i begin to wonder if i really do exist. if im just part of the big picture. and that everything i do is so heavily influenced that individualism is lost. maybe its just me wanting to influence the world.

am i scared of losing myself? no, if i was, then i would know i never existed to begin with. And i was never my own person to be.

i guess sort of an exercise, or the fact that im bored and i just now woke up.

its not stalking when youre watching those who watch
filing paperwork with the poplace at your palpates
the data shifts over and under while score is determined
but paranoia is just a probability thats predetermined
while the untrusting struggle seems one sided
the policy remains to police the powerless
while guiding stars may come and go
prying prayers appears apparent to the preying prior
an appropriate product of the peoples popular practices

lets stop < pretending >,
that time |is| on our sides.
"cause the moment waits for no man."
now dont go closin your eyes...

if you havent had your fill, good!
but dont stop when you had (enough)
its time [to] get with the going,
& its going to get tough#

you gotta {know} where youre headin
lets not keep waiting for a sign?
following paths only takes you.
to be behind, standing in line.