It's all just the same

Whispering sounds
from your highrise in the sky
Not caring to know
whom hears
from within your throne of roses
You speak bittersweet octaves
and cash in on my ears
Basking in a throe of words
Giving me what I asked for
And leaving no time for hesitance
As you; my reoccuring dream
carries on.

A vacancy sign once held over
most of me
all of me
is now dim
For those I dont know
but once cared for
Have shot out the lights
In a holdup meant for an empire
but instead struck my deepest riches
and left me blank.

Slow to recover
Looking after what once was
and what could be
I walk along the sand's of past
and the shores of present
Dying for another shot
For this sensivity to re-emerge
To crush goliath
with a different sling
than where my heart lies

Gazing onto buried treasure
My hands bathe in words of gold
and I remember you; on your throne of roses
and your bittersweet octaves
Giving me the strength to endure
and cash in on what was
and what will be

A smile on my face
as I once again take my place
In my highrise
ignoring those that pass by
breathing in wisps of clouds
and uttering droplets made clear
drenching those that care to stay outside
bearing to the elements
Sheltered from disdain

Wont you leave your throne
to come outside with me
and dance in the rain?

Remember when..

I used to post every day?

I will be doing this again soon. Ive just run a dry spell with thoughts. I guess I've just come to a point where I need a jolt of inspirado. It just hasnt been happening, instead I've been focusing on a couple of things.

- Being lazy. Yes, its always a pasttime.
- Finishing off this semester. Again, a favorite pasttime.

The new Tool Album is simply amazing. It literally puts you in a trance for hours at a time. The sound is a bit different than the previous albums. It's nice to hear intelligent lyrics for a change. On a sad note, I happened to download some hawthorne heights and um. Gay? Its just so 'i love you but i wont ever show you until you leave, where ill talk about how life sucks without you and how its your fault im like this'

There isnt much else on the homefront. Oh, except I'm going to stop at nothing to see the fourth addition to this house gone. But thats a whole nother story.

Movie night

So if you are looking for a good satirical comedy, Go for American Dreamz. Screened it last night with a Mr. Szabo.

The highlight of the night though definitely was

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0410297/

This movie looks like its right up my alley. Really looking forward to it in June.

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http://www.shoutwire.com/viewstory/9311/Bizarre_baby_born_in_Nepal

I dont like to swear but

What.The.Fuck.

I really thought this picture was fake for a second.

New fall asleep TV show

Okay, so That 70's show held my interest for six months at night. It had simple laughs to fall asleep to. but now, i need something more. Any suggestions? I was thinking

- Boy meets world?
- Perahps some classic ghostbusters or ninja turtles cartoons?
- Friends (I can fall asleep to this mad quick)
- Random Anime.

Maybe ill flip a coin. a six sided coin.

The Simonation Proclamation

My fellow Blog readers, I'm glad you could take the time to visit this site on such an esteemed and memorable day. The day I held the truth to be self evident, that no Simon is created equal.

That's right brothers and sisters, this Caucasion Irishmen has something to say! From within a passive aggressive often sarcasic exterior lies a booming voice. A voice that has needed to be heard for years but has laid dorment until this very moment! Hear from the recesses of the deepest ravine to the tallest mountain wherever Cherry is from!

Hear now these truth's that will not fade, but rather grow stronger with age, like a fine wine.

- I am one smart motherfucker.
- I am not clumsy,I just dont care enough to catch the salt shaker that I probably tipped over.
- I will own up this school im at with more A's than an Arab convention
- I know exactly how to turn myself into a sexy bitch, but actions speak louder than words so time to pay up.
- I know exactly what to say to you and how to say it. See above. And prepare to be wooed.
- I flirt. Cuz its fun.
- I write good poetry that will see the light of day. Cynics need not apply.
- I will be sucessful.
- I will drink more than you, and I will probably need my keys taken away from me.
- I did in fact read the Hitchhikers Guide to the galaxy. Careful Cricket lovers.
- I am the best Simon out there. Paul Simon was just a warmup.


fin ~

be amazed.

k thx.

The Daily Show and The Colbert Report

You can like both!!!!!! It is possible!! Cant we all just get along?!

To clarify

Woke up early today for the first time in about a week. Did some work. About to clean out my car (trust me it needs it)

The picture in the previous post belongs to the lead singer of 'saving jane', whose song The Girl next Door keeps invading my radio. I just dont think she resembles The girl next door..at all.

So they found the missing link apparently. People will still doubt it if they can.

And um. I dont like peanut butter anymore. Blasphemy? I'm starting to think so.

Last I checked

The girl next door didnt look like this. And if she did, then I really needed to join that 'greet a neighbor' program my parents are in. Heard the song the other day. I get the point, but should she be the one making it? Eh.

I'm very particular about my chinese food. I HATE a ton of onions in my fried rice. When every bite has a piece, its a bit much.

My Glasses~

I'm on my third backup pair in five months. I seriously have bad luck with these things. Of course, everytime ive lost or broken them can be attributed to me being drunk off my ass. Either being kicked in the face, or randomly falling, or in one case losing a lense on the floor and never going back for it. When they perfect laser surgery, guess whose going to be first in line!

I'm very irate at the fact that our cable company doesnt carry SNY, which is the Mets equivelent of the YES network, so therefore, until this is settled I cant watch them get in third place this year.

Hung over > writing. Poetry that is, I just cant bring myself to do it when im still hungover.

Know whats the best? Finding out I have the Perfect Circle discography downloaded and not realizing it for a month. Guess what im going to be listening to tonight!

I am Ironman!

Sitting hungover reflecting on the beer drinking competition last night, the only thing I can say is I'm glad I won, because frankly, it would have sucked if fifteen beers later I was only in second. Another highlight of the night was two incredible calzones I had. Not only were they my key to victory, but they tasted exquisite. I would highly recommend a mexican calzone to anyone in the greater Storres area.

They were playing Evil Dead in the backroom, and there was someone who 'gasp' hadnt watched it yet! This is a travesty. If you havent yet, go buy Evil Dead's 1,2, and Army of Darkness. Only then will you truly appreciate the term 'B movie star'.

This morning me and my friend had to walk for an hour to get back to my car in the rain. Its been a while since ive been that wet. Where you dont even feel the rain anymore, just the light impact of it on your skin. If it wasnt 45 degrees outside I might have enjoyed it.

I'd recommend singing to anyone who needs a release emotionally. It's very theraputic, plus it puts you in a good mood. Win/Win situation!!

The meaning of life

Is to ponder its meaning.

Title changes

I figured sometimes its best to go back to your roots. That, and I was already starting to see 'Life isnt a spectactor sport' was some Cliche that would get on my nerves. Whereas, everyone agrees..

Ordering 50 dollars worth of chinese food SHOULD get you a blowjob.

Untitled

I dont think
I dont think
That
You can deny this

There are ways
I can show you all night
And there are things
I'll make you alright

Steady now
I'm losing my control
Nothing is ever easy
But I'll look after you
Just look after you

Not to think too deep
Or weigh on you too much
But I think this can last
I think I have a hunch

Watching you just sleep
Sinking under the moon
Somethings I cannot just say
But I'll beg for you anyway

Just before sunrise
You pull me close for warmth
I'll breathe you in
Just to remember
what flowers should smell like

I miss that
And you
My heart is starting to fall
and I dont know where to go
But I'll just remember
Oh I'll just remember
I'll just remember you

There and Back Again..Again.

August marks the 2nd year since my relationship ended. I say relationship because I havent had a long lasting one since, with the exception of a very messed up situation months ago.

I still dont feel like I have recovered fully from it. I Dont think Ive taken the right steps to get over it, because theres always been someone in my mind. There was only a three month gap where I was truly focused on myself. So I only have myself to blame. Any time ive attempted another relationship, it either backfires or im not capable of it, or I get hurt again. It's like I watch myself get hurt though, knowing fully well im going to get hurt, yet going through it anyway.

I think part of the problem is I never really grasped the finality of the situation.
I put so much into it, and literally took way more than I should have. part of me seriously thought that was it, I was set, but as things began to break down I fought it tooth and nail, stubbornly denying what everyone else saw. I would have taken a bullet for this girl , the problem was that she was the one shooting at me. Things ended very abrubtly , like one day we were together and the next we werent. The thing is that what she used to tell me has stuck with me until this day. My insecurities, what I think about myself, how I act towards others. and I wish I could place why.

The problem lies now where whenever a really good opportunity for something great comes at me, I either shrug it, sabotage it, disbelieve it, or run from it. This is not to give everyone whose done me wrong a free pass, it doesnt help that the few situatiosns I have followed through with have fucked me over. Maybe im just really sensitive, or maybe I just havent faced my feelings that have stuck with me.

I made a conscience decision I need to get out of this house. and I believe it more than ever. I think I need to be able to think for myself , do what I want and establish a base from where to feel confident from.

If you read this blog on a semi constant basis, you must be confused. Sometimes I come off as sarcastic, or just plain dry. Sometimes I attempt humor, and sometimes I write poetry. But underneath it all, this is who I am. A very ,very, mixed up individual who needs to find his place. I just hide it well.