We that lie, woolen sheep Attack at night, slowly creep
Category: An Opinion On Anything
Another Forced Wake Up
The 60’s music are blaring, celebrating, a captured moment
Of how unaware it was of the 70’s intent…
We are taught, if not nascent, layers of blankets, randomly spread and exhausted from last night’s bout to recharge, the answers soon will be found not by the winners but by the hopeful.
Headspace: Succumbing
Succumb is a sad word from a set of fun syllables…
How the Race Found the Finish Line
I don’t know the chemistry of cures. The amount of persuasion the brain needs to swallow it whole. Assimilate to throwing darts in the dark against move the targets. Left to belief, because we all believe it.
Drum up a line. Shuffle this confusion. And find answers in the randomness, draw a convenient conclusion.
And then what? Lose myself from what I supposed to have got. Weave through this lot of have nots. This cycle I writhed in pain.
Wipe That Smile Off
I am feeling numb , evidently still, All I want is…
Dumbing Down the Demon
Stupid is always on the other side of the debate… right?
Stand Back For the Spare Crumbs
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This is probably the first song Pearl Jam relied heavily on the strengths of their rhythm section. Unless of course you count their version of The Who’s “The Real Me” (or any other Who song, for that matter).
The guitar section is relegated to stabs that mislead us to assume that this must be dad’s Funk or gramps’ disco. But this ride is much more unpredictable like Bowie’s Blackstar with Eddie supplying lyrics and vocals that challenge the whole structure to almost ruining it. “It’s not a negative thought, I’m positive!” Positive, Positive.”
This song is not anchored anywhere
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To be in a perpetual state of grief
To always sink into a mawkish abyss
Held back, thrust forward, ill-equipped, here-you-go
It was to read as a brief chapter
Now it seems to play as the theme of the whole tome
You, In This Light
You showed up… Or maybe you showed off… It’s all a little murky as it happened… Even now… in controlled recall.
You looked at me the way we stare at the sun… Not for long… All for wrong… Reasons.
I now wear these lemon glasses indoors and
REMS
This dream… My imagination could never come up with… Anything remotely close… With enough mindfulness to… Consider consequence… As part of
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