Hot Hot Heat -Bandages
13.10.09
Thought of the Morning
I was asked the other day, when was the moment that I was just happy? I answered with no hesitation, "when I went on a trip to Massachusetts, to see my girlfriend at the moment!" See, when I landed and drove out to her school to see her I was so excited to see her my heart was beating in a rapid rate. After driving around for an hour I met up with her at a crosswalk. My eyes lit up at the sight of her and this feeling that I can not describe just rushed over me of great joy. That is one moment where I was just...happy!
12.10.09
Thought of the Morning
Up at the crack of dawn and feeling fantastic...how is that, especially since I did not sleep?
11.10.09
Lesson One
So here is a little video of the first song I had to learn on only one month of lessons. Mind you I am horrible and not trying to wake anyone up in the house while I was doing this. I hope you guys are loving me making an ass of myself?!
10.10.09
Untitiled
Felt the need to write something, so this plopped out!
Right the wrongs of the past
with our present conveniences
herald the trumpets
to beckon our return
the truth is upon us
together we will know
together we will never depart
Right the wrongs of the past
with our present conveniences
herald the trumpets
to beckon our return
the truth is upon us
together we will know
together we will never depart
Another Thief for the Thievery
Thievery Corporation was amazing last night. The lights, music, friends, were just perfect. I have not enjoyed myself out at a concert for quite sometime now. On my feet through the whole concert made my leg turn to mush...maybe as well that I worked before the concert as well added to it. I need more concerts....MOAR!
9.10.09
Sighing Excitement
Good things popping today! Thievery Corporation tonight at the Fillmore. I think the excitement inside me is going to burst out and dance with joy. Only thing that is holding me...work...I have to get through that little darn thing. Ah, well! Good morning everyone!
8.10.09
Untitled Poem
looking into you
i see endless possibilities
if only my heart could be brave
and my lips follow its lead
everything would be perfect
as if spring rose from the floor boards
for now still stricken
stricken by the beauty you exude
i feel i won't be able
able to be with you
till that time comes around
i'll step closer to you
open my mouth
"hello"
i see endless possibilities
if only my heart could be brave
and my lips follow its lead
everything would be perfect
as if spring rose from the floor boards
for now still stricken
stricken by the beauty you exude
i feel i won't be able
able to be with you
till that time comes around
i'll step closer to you
open my mouth
"hello"
Hello, Post #200!
I am finally on 200. Yes, I do know most of the posts are the "Thought of the Morning and Song of the Day", yet still they are my posts. On this 200 occasion I am going to become a stronger writer and put more of what is really on my mind daily...if possible. I am going to put in the Thought of the Morning and Song of the Day here, enjoy!
Thought of the Morning:
I take three steps forward...that's it!
Song of the Day:
The Mountain Goats - This Year
Thought of the Morning:
I take three steps forward...that's it!
Song of the Day:
The Mountain Goats - This Year
7.10.09
Random Tid Bits
Me: I want to get this thing you put up by the wall that holds all my books and has planks you stack them up on.
Co-Worker: You mean a bookshelf?!
Me: In a word...Yes!
Me: ...
Let me clarify this a bit. I can be pretty descriptive about simple things cause I plainly just forget the word. Happens more than I feel comfortable saying. Funny none-the-less when it happens and I end up giving a description for a bookshelf.
Co-Worker: You mean a bookshelf?!
Me: In a word...Yes!
Me: ...
Let me clarify this a bit. I can be pretty descriptive about simple things cause I plainly just forget the word. Happens more than I feel comfortable saying. Funny none-the-less when it happens and I end up giving a description for a bookshelf.
Great Question!
Went over to a friends tonight. We started talking about where we thought we would be at this age? I looked at him and told him honestly...I've always thought I would be dead. In a way it has hampered me. Walking around with this big death wish, while not really wishing it. Now, things are really going to change. Life needs to be lived and now at this age I am going to be whatever I am supposed to be...a bad musician!!!!! heeheehee!
Love For That Thing That Makes Your Ears Feel Sad!
I like to hear crappy music. Why you ask? Well, someone sat down and said I am going to make this type of music and it is going to be awesome. Minus the awesome, someone made it. I applaud that they did something and from there figure out exactly what was on the singer/singers mind. I need more bad music. I think the perfect woman would have the same feeling towards bad music...seriously! Whatever I make is definitely bad music. Well, bad music to popular masses. Maybe today I will spend it making a totally "AWESOME" song!
6.10.09
5.10.09
Thought of the Morning
Things in my life need a serious reorganization. I will just place that out there!
3.10.09
Thought of the Morning
I love it when the weather drops even just a few degrees. Makes me want to be with someone special.
2.10.09
1.10.09
Dream Capture
For the brief moment my eyes closed last night I had a dream...after god knows how long. And here we go:
It started off with me waking up at an ex's house. Haven't been there in awhile. Figured we had probably gotten hammered the night before. I ran into the ex's parents while walking towards the ex's room, which we exchange pleasantries. The father goes on to offer me an old pictures frame that he had since he was in the war. From that point we talked about war. After that moment we headed to what seemed to be a weird living room, from there I do not remember much than staring deep into my ex's eyes and waking up. Her eyes seemed very sad when I looked in them.
That's all...I know very uninteresting, but then again I don't dream much!
It started off with me waking up at an ex's house. Haven't been there in awhile. Figured we had probably gotten hammered the night before. I ran into the ex's parents while walking towards the ex's room, which we exchange pleasantries. The father goes on to offer me an old pictures frame that he had since he was in the war. From that point we talked about war. After that moment we headed to what seemed to be a weird living room, from there I do not remember much than staring deep into my ex's eyes and waking up. Her eyes seemed very sad when I looked in them.
That's all...I know very uninteresting, but then again I don't dream much!
Tipsy So What You Think of That?
You grow apart but still feel something burning. May not be much, but still there. I never can understand when you fall in love with someone, it ends and you still feel the same after the fact...when you see them! Damn, how you wish it can all just go away. Yet, beautiful still that you ever felt that way for someone before. Love, love, damn love, you know how to play me and make me, shake me, brake me, and re-create me! I feel like writing a love song to love. Maybe I will...peace!
30.9.09
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28.9.09
Grim Reapn'
"I feel like death is fucking calling me", best said by Biggie. I start with that cause currently I feel that way. Accidents that have been happening to me. All I can do is laugh. Nervous tick. I have been wondering what would it be like to die. What is on the other side, you know! Is heaven real? Or, will I wake to another existence...NAH! I wonder, is death calling for my number? Car accidents, body doing crazy shit, getting into confrontations, and so it goes. Damn, I am just blabbing. Sorry, I am going to end it here.
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22.9.09
Works from the Little Green Moleskine
Written during a night out at PS14.
No words can be used
hand signals, and stomps
Can this be what the elders spoke of
Love gone most a rye
Fooled thought of forever
Eyes blaring through a cloud of smoke
Devil's drink arrogates the worlds senses
The end of all that commences
Stomp and flail
You're still gone
My heart...still frail
-jairo
No words can be used
hand signals, and stomps
Can this be what the elders spoke of
Love gone most a rye
Fooled thought of forever
Eyes blaring through a cloud of smoke
Devil's drink arrogates the worlds senses
The end of all that commences
Stomp and flail
You're still gone
My heart...still frail
-jairo
21.9.09
20.9.09
Thought of the Morning
...it's like showing up to work early, you wonder what the hell you are doing here! 8P
19.9.09
Works from the Little Green Moleskine
So, this new headline is going to be works from my different Moleskine. Notably, my little green one! Here is a little something I wrote during the week at a friends house in North Miami Beach, while staring at her ceiling.
Write me a letter, simple, and true.
Mail it to last year, when our love truly bloomed.
Signed "forever till today". Oh, what a day!
You're gone now and I have forgotten how to be with you.
It's okay life goes on anyway.
I'll write myself a letter, addressed to tomorrow.
Hope the next gets it with no delay!
-jairo
Write me a letter, simple, and true.
Mail it to last year, when our love truly bloomed.
Signed "forever till today". Oh, what a day!
You're gone now and I have forgotten how to be with you.
It's okay life goes on anyway.
I'll write myself a letter, addressed to tomorrow.
Hope the next gets it with no delay!
-jairo
17.9.09
13.9.09
11.9.09
Months Later
I've been going through a roller-coaster of emotion the past couple of months. Not knowing what to expect from myself. I've disappointed and impressed myself...at the same time. Quite odd really. Lets not deter ourselves I have very little time to compress everything to catch you up on, "you" being everyone I imagine actually looks at my want-to-be blog.
Start Act I: I have started picking up voice lessons. I love the release of it. Being closed up for 16 years from singing and now exhaling all that built up dudgeon, exasperation. God, I love it...though my throat does not. It'll get over it.
Act 2: I've been keeping my head in books. Many books. Things I should have read years ago really. Well time flies, and I have found my gun. All and all it has gone pretty productive.
Act 3: Still building my own fashion sense. From the look of it, it's going well! I have more confidence when I am out. I feel better as a person cause I am all cleaned up.
That is all for now...I can definitely expand on all three more, but I just don't have the time right now. We'll see if later on I can right some more. Chao!
PS: I am also learning French!
Start Act I: I have started picking up voice lessons. I love the release of it. Being closed up for 16 years from singing and now exhaling all that built up dudgeon, exasperation. God, I love it...though my throat does not. It'll get over it.
Act 2: I've been keeping my head in books. Many books. Things I should have read years ago really. Well time flies, and I have found my gun. All and all it has gone pretty productive.
Act 3: Still building my own fashion sense. From the look of it, it's going well! I have more confidence when I am out. I feel better as a person cause I am all cleaned up.
That is all for now...I can definitely expand on all three more, but I just don't have the time right now. We'll see if later on I can right some more. Chao!
PS: I am also learning French!
9.9.09
7.9.09
Song of the Day
I love the montage scene from "Haggard" which has this song playing in the background for it.
HIM - You Are The One
HIM - You Are The One
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26.8.09
Thought of the Late Evening
Only a few minutes till my 26th year on this planet. Wonder what another 26 holds?
25.8.09
Song of the Day
Song of the day today is not only a song but a clip of an episode of "Dead Like Me". It moved something in me...
Metisse - Nomah's Land
Metisse - Nomah's Land
24.8.09
22.8.09
What the Mind Does to Simple Concepts (Poem)
Quite an old writing of mine. Felt it needed to be put out there:
-jairo
Thought of the Morning
Where does one fly to if your wings have been clipped?
you invent ones to replace them and let the wind take you away!
you invent ones to replace them and let the wind take you away!
21.8.09
20.8.09
Incontrovertible
Our laughs fade into morrows' embrace
As we vociferate our vows of hate
I stand in an incontestable rate
"Don't leave me in the rain"
Last words derived from a minuet vernacular
She went on morrows'
No more
-jairo
I might add more later...we'll see!
As we vociferate our vows of hate
I stand in an incontestable rate
"Don't leave me in the rain"
Last words derived from a minuet vernacular
She went on morrows'
No more
-jairo
I might add more later...we'll see!
Thought of the Morning
Life seems like a dream sequence...remember the important parts, forget all the smalls things
19.8.09
Thought of the Afternoon
Spent all day sleeping, the night wandering the streets. What is my mind thinking?
18.8.09
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