Interesting two words
back to back. I feel like there is a
connection I am missing to something unrelated.
This was another winner. I need
to start search for new words because some are being worn out. But it is indeed the case that consecutive
satisfaction has been made.
Unfortunately I committed a boner in the classic sense and inadvertently
soured the denouement for himself (that is, myself, in the light of day it is
often difficult to face our own actions).
This was a boner I’d like to think I won’t make again but only time will
tell. Time, patience, the right
berries. All the same, the overall
effect was not too dampened, eh?
No. small tragic horrific details
which continue to set things apart. You
will find traces of urine and blood on the kitchen rug. Also, in the others, in and then another
word. Or not sure if they can be
separated. The angels factor was
difficult to parse. Coincidence that
earlier there was a prophecy unfolding?
Spilled milk. Seen the angel
before as a vampire; I’m going to show you how weak you really are. read the books; Sartre. We sin because…. We are awful. But things close down on an unresolved note. The rock with writing through the glass was
before the unresolved. It is good to
change rhythm now and then.
Before yesterday morning I had no idea who Diana Fuentes was and by yesterday evening I was purchasing her new album off iTunes mere seconds after it became available to purchase. And such is the nature of wisdom. And such is the fast paced, crazy world in which we currently live! Rich in information and wild at heart. Lovely little album. Some real tender songs and some nice summery tunes which I’m betting will get plenty of play in the coming months. I think it’ll pair well with Thalia’s most recent album and perhaps with Marina’s upcoming album. Really like that song with gente de zona. This album will help cheer me up when I’m feeling like the complete worthless loser I am. Unfortunately I am never not feeling like that and it’s impossible for it to cheer me up 100% of the time. still, I appreciate the work Diana’s done here. it’s not her fault that my mother chickened out on that abortion in the end. If only she’d done what was necessary (my mother, not Diana). You know, I like that it doesn’t overstay it’s welcome. I’m a big fan of short albums. And long albums! And medium length albums! But this is a joyous little slice of summer. It’s sunshine, drinks, laughter and a bit of sexiness. Pretty warm production. Lots of different and classic styles on display too but the album overall has a very chill, feel-good vibe, a little wistful in a couple places and rather romantic in many others. All the songs benefit from Diana’s voice which is honey sweet and very easy on the ears. Good sequencing too. Pideme comes along at just the right place; lovely.
A moment of fragility then, as I searched for Ondine. I realized later on my search parameters were flawed. Makes sense, it’s very very rare that I can actually do anything right. In an instant I am reminded of the sheer ugliness all around. There is only ever one reason anyone breaks through the barrier. But as long as this swimming can continue to take place there will always be something worthwhile. Words fail me. no, that’s not right at all. I fail words. The failure has always been and always shall be mine. I laugh because I know it will all go wrong in the end. I suppose I do enjoy when those around are afforded a more accurate glimpse. Many times this results in him being bothered less which is always good. We’re all so precious. Half light. Cold. My desires are awful because I am awful. It’s not really a difficult thing to understand.
Recidivism has me. nice for a little philosophical debate over coffee and perhaps a sandwich. Both sides of the coin made plenty of cents. I guess I need to go into some deep soul searching to figure out what I believe. Nice trick with the rule. Trick isn’t the right word, it was an example. If I painted a ruler gold would it be the golden rule? Convert. You do something to my chemistry. The crimson cubes keep chasing after me. I believe there are lasers at some point. Wanting to believe seems apt though there is a mythic crosscutting. No, that’s not really true, not yet anyway. It is more a bleeding into one another. I’m going to wear a shirt today. Try not to be filled with hatred. I enjoy watching people make colossally stupid and obvious mistakes, especially when they absolutely know better.
There was one thing – one precious thing – in the midst of beauty which stood out in a negative way to me. what a friend once erroneously referred to as shoe clomp (seriously, how the hell does he come up with this stuff?). it is by no means ruinous and it is thankfully quite brief. Let it not ruin the overall very good and strong feelings I have for this. Things end on a right note so to speak (tee hee). I’m a very much a big horns fan. Digital horns. Analog horns. Synthetic horns. Horns in person. I love horns. Briefly, I can imagine I am happy. That my life is actually worth a damn. thank you for that. We dance into the night.
Must pull back the curtain. No, that’s not quite right either. But he can’t let things finish on hope, wouldn’t be proper. There will likely be another visit tonight. The name mispronounced over drinks; how to properly dive in. everything is so much different in the light. I am aching again. There are no more options left and this is for the best. Time for another exercise in futility. Here’s to a l…. (but celebrate those who achieve completion).
Before yesterday morning I had no idea who Diana Fuentes was and by yesterday evening I was purchasing her new album off iTunes mere seconds after it became available to purchase. And such is the nature of wisdom. And such is the fast paced, crazy world in which we currently live! Rich in information and wild at heart. Lovely little album. Some real tender songs and some nice summery tunes which I’m betting will get plenty of play in the coming months. I think it’ll pair well with Thalia’s most recent album and perhaps with Marina’s upcoming album. Really like that song with gente de zona. This album will help cheer me up when I’m feeling like the complete worthless loser I am. Unfortunately I am never not feeling like that and it’s impossible for it to cheer me up 100% of the time. still, I appreciate the work Diana’s done here. it’s not her fault that my mother chickened out on that abortion in the end. If only she’d done what was necessary (my mother, not Diana). You know, I like that it doesn’t overstay it’s welcome. I’m a big fan of short albums. And long albums! And medium length albums! But this is a joyous little slice of summer. It’s sunshine, drinks, laughter and a bit of sexiness. Pretty warm production. Lots of different and classic styles on display too but the album overall has a very chill, feel-good vibe, a little wistful in a couple places and rather romantic in many others. All the songs benefit from Diana’s voice which is honey sweet and very easy on the ears. Good sequencing too. Pideme comes along at just the right place; lovely.
A moment of fragility then, as I searched for Ondine. I realized later on my search parameters were flawed. Makes sense, it’s very very rare that I can actually do anything right. In an instant I am reminded of the sheer ugliness all around. There is only ever one reason anyone breaks through the barrier. But as long as this swimming can continue to take place there will always be something worthwhile. Words fail me. no, that’s not right at all. I fail words. The failure has always been and always shall be mine. I laugh because I know it will all go wrong in the end. I suppose I do enjoy when those around are afforded a more accurate glimpse. Many times this results in him being bothered less which is always good. We’re all so precious. Half light. Cold. My desires are awful because I am awful. It’s not really a difficult thing to understand.
Recidivism has me. nice for a little philosophical debate over coffee and perhaps a sandwich. Both sides of the coin made plenty of cents. I guess I need to go into some deep soul searching to figure out what I believe. Nice trick with the rule. Trick isn’t the right word, it was an example. If I painted a ruler gold would it be the golden rule? Convert. You do something to my chemistry. The crimson cubes keep chasing after me. I believe there are lasers at some point. Wanting to believe seems apt though there is a mythic crosscutting. No, that’s not really true, not yet anyway. It is more a bleeding into one another. I’m going to wear a shirt today. Try not to be filled with hatred. I enjoy watching people make colossally stupid and obvious mistakes, especially when they absolutely know better.
There was one thing – one precious thing – in the midst of beauty which stood out in a negative way to me. what a friend once erroneously referred to as shoe clomp (seriously, how the hell does he come up with this stuff?). it is by no means ruinous and it is thankfully quite brief. Let it not ruin the overall very good and strong feelings I have for this. Things end on a right note so to speak (tee hee). I’m a very much a big horns fan. Digital horns. Analog horns. Synthetic horns. Horns in person. I love horns. Briefly, I can imagine I am happy. That my life is actually worth a damn. thank you for that. We dance into the night.
Must pull back the curtain. No, that’s not quite right either. But he can’t let things finish on hope, wouldn’t be proper. There will likely be another visit tonight. The name mispronounced over drinks; how to properly dive in. everything is so much different in the light. I am aching again. There are no more options left and this is for the best. Time for another exercise in futility. Here’s to a l…. (but celebrate those who achieve completion).
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