Top Albums of 2008 (in no particular order)
• In Rainbows (physical release)..........Radiohead
• Narrow Stairs..........Death Cab for Cutie
• Ghosts I–IV..........Nine Inch Nails
• Season of Poison..........Shiny Toy Guns
• Oracular Spectacular..........MGMT
• Division..........10 Years
• Appeal to Reason..........Rise Against
• Með suð í eyrum við spilum endalaust..........Sigur Rós
• The Odd Couple..........Gnarls Barkley
• The Slip..........Nine Inch Nails
• Viva la Vida or Death and All His Friends..........Coldplay
Monday, December 29, 2008
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Photo of the Day:

Artist: manicberry.deviantart.com
Sometimes life seems too quiet
Into paralyzing silence
Like the moonless dark
Meant to make me strong
Familiar breath of my old lies
Changed the color in my eyes
Soon he will perforate the fabric of the peaceful by and by
Sorrow lasts through this night
I'll take this piece of you
And hope for all eternity
For just one second I felt whole
As you flew right through me
Joy will come

Artist: manicberry.deviantart.com
Sometimes life seems too quiet
Into paralyzing silence
Like the moonless dark
Meant to make me strong
Familiar breath of my old lies
Changed the color in my eyes
Soon he will perforate the fabric of the peaceful by and by
Sorrow lasts through this night
I'll take this piece of you
And hope for all eternity
For just one second I felt whole
As you flew right through me
Joy will come
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Photo of the Day:

Artist: suzythebutcher.deviantart.com
I'm one stop
From a breakdown
Two steps from
Being safe
Just try to
See this through
I'm three steps
From this nightmare
And four steps
From the door
The rest is
Up to you
Pardon me while I
Just turn my back
And walk away
Pardon me if I
Can't listen
To the things
You say
Pardon me if I
Can't fake it
While you still believe
Pardon me
I'm one step
From forgiveness
And two steps
From my grave
We're all just
Passing through
Three steps
From redemption
Four from the
Devil's door
On a path
That leads to you
I'm two steps
From salvation
But I'm only
Taking one
Pardon me

Artist: suzythebutcher.deviantart.com
I'm one stop
From a breakdown
Two steps from
Being safe
Just try to
See this through
I'm three steps
From this nightmare
And four steps
From the door
The rest is
Up to you
Pardon me while I
Just turn my back
And walk away
Pardon me if I
Can't listen
To the things
You say
Pardon me if I
Can't fake it
While you still believe
Pardon me
I'm one step
From forgiveness
And two steps
From my grave
We're all just
Passing through
Three steps
From redemption
Four from the
Devil's door
On a path
That leads to you
I'm two steps
From salvation
But I'm only
Taking one
Pardon me
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Monday, November 17, 2008
In the name of the best within you, do not sacrifice this world to those who are its worst. In the name of the values that keep you alive, do not let your vision of man be distorted by the ugly, the cowardly, the mindless in those who have never achieved his title. Do not lose your knowledge that man's proper estate is an upright posture, an intransigent mind and a step that travels unlimited roads. Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark, in the hopeless swamps of the approximate, the not-quite, the not-yet, the not-at- all. Do not let the hero in your soul perish, in lonely frustration for the life you deserved, but have never been able to reach. Check your road and the nature of your battle. The world you desired can be won, it exists, it is real, it is possible, it's yours.
Atlas Shrugged, Ayn Rand
Part III, Chapter VII
I never knew. I have to read it now.
Atlas Shrugged, Ayn Rand
Part III, Chapter VII
I never knew. I have to read it now.
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Monday, November 3, 2008
Photo of the Day:

Sometimes when you're young you think nothing can hurt you. It's like being invincible. Your whole life is ahead of you and you have big plans. Big Plans. To find your perfect match, the one who completes you. But as you get older you realize it's not always that easy. It's not until the end of your life that you realize how the plans you made where simply plans. Because at the end when you're looking back instead of forward you want to believe you made the most of what life gave you. You want to believe you're leaving something good behind. You want it all to have mattered.

Sometimes when you're young you think nothing can hurt you. It's like being invincible. Your whole life is ahead of you and you have big plans. Big Plans. To find your perfect match, the one who completes you. But as you get older you realize it's not always that easy. It's not until the end of your life that you realize how the plans you made where simply plans. Because at the end when you're looking back instead of forward you want to believe you made the most of what life gave you. You want to believe you're leaving something good behind. You want it all to have mattered.
Sunday, November 2, 2008
Photo of the Day:

"Who do you carry the torch for, my young man?
Do you believe in anything?
Do you carry it around just to burn things down?
Feels like we could escape this
I might throw it away for fear of the silver sun
If you try running a maze of your lies
It's too hard to save you've thrown out everyone"

"Who do you carry the torch for, my young man?
Do you believe in anything?
Do you carry it around just to burn things down?
Feels like we could escape this
I might throw it away for fear of the silver sun
If you try running a maze of your lies
It's too hard to save you've thrown out everyone"
"In the cold of the full moon
On this night
Time itself it slips away
Now you are mine
Slowly hours pass
All through the night
Together we can disappear
For a while I am still
Forever and ever and ever
Now I am still
Forever and ever and ever
Endless
Endless
Now I am still
Endless
Endless
Your body is endless
Watching the hourglass
On that night
We touched the stars
And reached the moon
For a time
I'm lost in a moment with you
It feels right
We're floating above the stars
You and I"
Dave Gahan, "Endless"
On this night
Time itself it slips away
Now you are mine
Slowly hours pass
All through the night
Together we can disappear
For a while I am still
Forever and ever and ever
Now I am still
Forever and ever and ever
Endless
Endless
Now I am still
Endless
Endless
Your body is endless
Watching the hourglass
On that night
We touched the stars
And reached the moon
For a time
I'm lost in a moment with you
It feels right
We're floating above the stars
You and I"
Dave Gahan, "Endless"
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
"It kills me not to know this but I've all but just forgotten
What the color of her eyes were and her scars or how she got them
As the telling signs of age rain down a single tear is dropping
Through the valleys of an aging face that this world has forgotten
There is no reconciliation that will put me in my place
And there is no time like the present to drink these draining seconds
But seldom do these words ring true when I'm constantly failing you
Like walls that we just can't break through until we disappear
So tell me now
If this ain't love then how do we get out?
Because I don't know
That's when she said I don't hate you boy
I just want to save you while there's still something left to save
That's when I told her I love you girl
But I'm not the answer for the questions that you still have
But the day pressed on like crushing weights
For no man does it ever wait
Like memories of dying days
That deafen us like hurricanes
Bathed in flames we held the brand
Uncurled the fingers in your hand
Pressed into the flesh like sand
Now do you understand?
1000 miles away
There's nothing left to say
But so much left that I don't know
We never had a choice
This world is too much noise
It takes me under
It takes me under once again
I don't hate you
I don't hate you "
I'm drowning.
What the color of her eyes were and her scars or how she got them
As the telling signs of age rain down a single tear is dropping
Through the valleys of an aging face that this world has forgotten
There is no reconciliation that will put me in my place
And there is no time like the present to drink these draining seconds
But seldom do these words ring true when I'm constantly failing you
Like walls that we just can't break through until we disappear
So tell me now
If this ain't love then how do we get out?
Because I don't know
That's when she said I don't hate you boy
I just want to save you while there's still something left to save
That's when I told her I love you girl
But I'm not the answer for the questions that you still have
But the day pressed on like crushing weights
For no man does it ever wait
Like memories of dying days
That deafen us like hurricanes
Bathed in flames we held the brand
Uncurled the fingers in your hand
Pressed into the flesh like sand
Now do you understand?
1000 miles away
There's nothing left to say
But so much left that I don't know
We never had a choice
This world is too much noise
It takes me under
It takes me under once again
I don't hate you
I don't hate you "
I'm drowning.
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Let's Call It Change
Soon the men
Taste their own normalcy
Ends that day
Consumed by all
Irrational thoughts depend
Then shape their tastes
Taste their own normalcy
Ends that day
Consumed by all
Irrational thoughts depend
Then shape their tastes
Saturday, October 18, 2008
Monday, October 13, 2008
Sunday, October 12, 2008
Earth to Bella
Objective from October 11- November 26:

"Earth to Bella
This is a quiet emergency
Earth to Bella
There's so much more to get then wronged
Earth to Bella
You're treading water successfully
But are you really?
Don't you want to see the deep?
It's not so hard
Just forgive yourself and feel the water open in"
-Earth to Bella (Part II), Incubus
These were the days I was suppossed to get back on track. To start the burden of college essays, to catch up on work, and overall take a big, deep breathe of relief. Instead the waters are drowning me. AP Lit is a death trap.
Eric has finished his second book. The only awesome news I've received in a while.
One day, the giant hand will come out of nowhere, smack me over the head, and say "What were you thinking?"
I do not know.

"Earth to Bella
This is a quiet emergency
Earth to Bella
There's so much more to get then wronged
Earth to Bella
You're treading water successfully
But are you really?
Don't you want to see the deep?
It's not so hard
Just forgive yourself and feel the water open in"
-Earth to Bella (Part II), Incubus
These were the days I was suppossed to get back on track. To start the burden of college essays, to catch up on work, and overall take a big, deep breathe of relief. Instead the waters are drowning me. AP Lit is a death trap.
Eric has finished his second book. The only awesome news I've received in a while.
One day, the giant hand will come out of nowhere, smack me over the head, and say "What were you thinking?"
I do not know.
Saturday, June 14, 2008
Coma Therapy
Names in this era have proven trivial. Anyone can start a website and incite a global response with a few carefully chosen words.
I aim to do nothing of the sort. I just want to use this technology as a medium for growth, reflecting on daily experiences or providing my view on current news topics. I'll include a quote, a song, anything that touches me at that point in time.
I do not aim to please anyone with this blog. I do not care if you disagree with me and if you only seek to tell me that there is only one right decision and it conflicts with mine, then read no further. But if you wish to argue your point, I may be in the mood. I always commend a fellow fighter. =)
I seek only relief. Stress reaches a boiling point often and this may prove to calm my stirring spirit. Only time will tell.
The blog is titled Coma Therapy after the book of the same name by Eric Victorino. A simple and bold collection of poetry that doesn't ask you to accept Eric as a person, merely that you understand what he has gone through, the differences that make us unique individuals.
That is what Coma Therapy is to me-- a cleansing, a raw open wound that will fester, putting you in a multitude of misery before it heals and allows to go on with life, accepting that things are never fully in your control.
So it's the start of a new summer season. The time when nothing ever seems truly real. I hope to control the reins of my life this year, to take things in the direction that so far have seemed only a dream.
"Life consists not in holding good cards but in playing those you hold well." --Josh Billings
Post Script:
If you would like to support Eric Victorino, an independent artist formerly of the band Strata, or if you would just like to experience that which is his Coma Therapy, follow the link by clicking the following picture.
All of us have to make a living somehow but if you find yourself short of income at this time, his book is also available for free download. If not, he only asks you donate whatever you can afford.
Eric will also be doing a book reading at "People before Politics" at San Francisco on June 28.
I aim to do nothing of the sort. I just want to use this technology as a medium for growth, reflecting on daily experiences or providing my view on current news topics. I'll include a quote, a song, anything that touches me at that point in time.
I do not aim to please anyone with this blog. I do not care if you disagree with me and if you only seek to tell me that there is only one right decision and it conflicts with mine, then read no further. But if you wish to argue your point, I may be in the mood. I always commend a fellow fighter. =)
I seek only relief. Stress reaches a boiling point often and this may prove to calm my stirring spirit. Only time will tell.
The blog is titled Coma Therapy after the book of the same name by Eric Victorino. A simple and bold collection of poetry that doesn't ask you to accept Eric as a person, merely that you understand what he has gone through, the differences that make us unique individuals.
That is what Coma Therapy is to me-- a cleansing, a raw open wound that will fester, putting you in a multitude of misery before it heals and allows to go on with life, accepting that things are never fully in your control.
So it's the start of a new summer season. The time when nothing ever seems truly real. I hope to control the reins of my life this year, to take things in the direction that so far have seemed only a dream.
"Life consists not in holding good cards but in playing those you hold well." --Josh Billings
Post Script:
If you would like to support Eric Victorino, an independent artist formerly of the band Strata, or if you would just like to experience that which is his Coma Therapy, follow the link by clicking the following picture.
All of us have to make a living somehow but if you find yourself short of income at this time, his book is also available for free download. If not, he only asks you donate whatever you can afford.
Eric will also be doing a book reading at "People before Politics" at San Francisco on June 28.
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