Tuesday, August 31, 2010

He Would.

"Power, Napoleon once observed, is never ridiculous. It covers up many embarrassments."

Monday, August 30, 2010

Cause You're Hot Then You're Cold.

I have quite recently come to the realization that I have been taking something often overlooked for granted.

Consistent water temperature while showering.

Yes, 3rd floor of East, I'm talking to you. In all honesty, I wouldn't mind a scalding hot shower in the morning chill or even an icy cold one to douse the body heat of a recent workout.

However, your indecision is proving to be most annoying. I'm willing to try to make this work if you would just play along every once in a while.

Note the faint hint of desperation in my tone.

Sunday, August 8, 2010

With the Wild Wolves Around You.

This link is for anyone with an appreciation for genuinely raw musical talent. I dare you to listen to it without feeling something.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=goStnWG_EXQ&feature=channel

"Someday my pain, someday my pain
Will mark you
Harness your blame, harness your blame
And walk through

With the wild wolves around you
In the morning, I'll call you
Send it farther on

Solace my game, solace my game
It stars you
Swing wide your crane, swing wide your crane
And run me through

And the story's all over you
In the morning i'll call you
Can't you find a clue when your eyes are all painted Sinatra blue

What might have been lost -
Don't bother me"

-Bon Iver.

Does This Deafening Silence Mean Nothing To Nobody But Me.

I can see
the familiar tint of aged hazel
fading from your eyes.

Chasms of separation,
Location.

The knowing
has undoubtedly always been there
breaking through the stretched skin.

A loosened grip,
Slip.

A reflection as well known
as my own
reversed in tints of gray.

An abnormally heavy heart,
Depart.

A dripping glue
held fastened by unbearable absence
scraped thin.

Still clinging for all that was,
Because.

Soiled honesty
drenched in tainted perspectives
of questionable resoluteness.

The company of clashing cultures,
Vultures.

A swallowed stone
held caught in my throat
between broken thoughts never voiced.

Please don’t take all that I’ve known,
Alone.

Friday, August 6, 2010

A Week Well Spent.

I wanted to post up an adequate description of Parkersburg, West Virginia in order for others to better understand my time spent here.
However, I have been unable to do so.
This statement in itself shall have to suffice.
Interpret as you will.

Sunday, August 1, 2010

Twenty.

Like I have every Saturday evening of this summer, I recieved my schedule for the following week...

Crabtree Valley Mall
Batchelor, Chase

CFA Schedule (08/02/2010 - 08/07/2010)
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MONDAY (08/02/2010):

TUESDAY (08/03/2010):

WEDNESDAY (08/04/2010):

THURSDAY (08/05/2010):

FRIDAY (08/06/2010):

SATURDAY (08/07/2010):

And that's when it hit me...summer is rapidly coming to a close. No more work schedules to follow until my month long return to Raleigh come December. May, June, and July of 2010 are dead and gone. Summer 2010 will very soon be finished and I'll be back up in Boone in some 20 days. 20 days that will be very quickly spent through even more traveling on my part. 20 days until a sense of permanence, at least for the duration of the school year, will set in. 20 days to finish up all that I started at the beginning of May. 20 days...