Randomness from an overactive mind
Archive for August, 2006
Scratch
25 years ago
by bangbang023
in poems
Scratch (8/16/2006)
I have nothing to scribble cause nothing is flowing here
Everything was going clear, writing on my scratch pad
But now it’s lost and I’m back at the beginning
Tracking what’s fitting, I have a knack for not quitting
But I want to know why this skill keeps on fading
While I’m concentrating, I’m still always debating
Why does nothing make sense when I wanna sit and rhyme it
This is making me sick, I’m feeling so violent
But don’t look at the silence as some kind of weakness
We’ve been here before so stop it and scratch that
If it weren’t for the fact that I came through before
I’d would say it’s ok, but it’s not the case any more
Cause I’m facing the choices while fighting the battle
Just stop the noise and let me get settled
And let everything level ’til I find the balance
‘Til I learn from the challenge of getting my scratch back
No more tearing the pages or deleting the files
No more self control, let’s get increasingly wild
An open call for a little bit of anarchy
Just to spice it up and motivate the mastery
And allocate the tragedy to all days gone by
Let’s just find the flames to motivate this guy
Make me scrape the pad and color it in inkness
Just say my name and I’ll get my old scratch back
Notes: It’s short, I know. I took a different approach to this one. The rhyme scheme is nothing I’ve done before and it’s VERY fast. This is probably the fastest (in terms of beats) piece I’ve ever written. As for the meaning, it’s a promise I’m making to myself to start writing more and getting back a skill that, sometimes, feels like it’s fading.
Hole in My Face
05 years ago
by bangbang023
in journal
I have a cavity and no health insurance. My dad is probably going to pay for me to get it fixed. I hate dentists and I feel bad that I can’t pony up the cash myself. This should be a great week as I count down to Friday.
That is all….
…..or not. Seems as though it’s the wisdom tooth and the one on the opposite side doesn’t look god either. All that fucking soda! I really hate the dentist.
I Forgot the Title
05 years ago
by bangbang023
in journal
I had a cool title and I forgot it. Damn. Anyways…
Shit, it’s been a while since I’ve checked in. I’ve honestly been telling myself to post something, anything on the site, but I always wind up saying “I’ll do it tomorrow”. I guess that’s been a summary of my attitude, lately. I’ve been burned out and disinterested and I have no idea why. It’s not work. I know that much, for sure. I just can’t figure out what it is, exactly. I’m starting to think it’s the lack of variation in my life. I’m only 22. Life should not be this monotonous. I’m going to have to fix it, for sure. I can’t stand feeling like this.
This wouldn’t be a journal entry if I didn’t mention Maria. At this point, I’ve decided that if something happens, it happens, but I’m not waiting. If I find a chick I like (ala Toni earlier this year), I’m not sitting and debating this shit. I’m going to take the opportunity and go with it. I ask to chill, I ask to get some time and that’s all I can do. The ball is in Maria’s court now. If she wants something, well, she has to go for it.
I guess at this point, I should explain the “Vote for Joe” image below. Well, it really started off as an off the cuff comment. I’m not sure why I posted it on Joe’s MySpace, but I did. Honestly, the first image was just a way to take the joke a bit further, but I’m now going to use it as my own personal form of satire. I always love picking out the generalities in political campaign ads, so I figure I should use my free time and basic Photoshop skills to have some fun with it. As you can see in the second ad, which is attached below, the two main parties are going to be the Ninjas and Pirates. There will be an “Independent” party candidate later on, but I don’t want to spoil the surprise. If you don’t think the ads are funny, so be it. I’m just putting my dry humor into visual form.
While I do have a general storyline set up for the ads, I’d love to hear from you boys and girls. What “oddities” do you notice about campaign ads and about what politicians say and do? I’d love some inspiration so let me hear it. And now, without further ado, the Ninja party comes out with a mudslinging campaign, even before the Pirate say anything in the form of ads! Oh noes!
Make the Right Choice When Voting
15 years ago
by bangbang023
in general
Ok, so this started off as a random comment on Joe’s MySpace while I was “specially abled”, but I’m taking it to new levels because someone has to take a stand.
A Prisoner Remembers
15 years ago
by bangbang023
in poems
A Prisoner Remembers (8/5/06)
Does anybody else ever think back to those moments
Where the energy was pure and emotions were so potent
When the world was to be soaked in and nothing was decided
And we never let a day sneak by us uninspired
But now I feel so tired and it’s like I have no passion
Never living by a feeling, always thinking of the action
Surrounded by distractions, always something to be thought of
It feels like yesterday when only boredom should fought off
But now we’re over porous and everything here simply bores us
Determination has escaped us and there’s nothing left there for us
I don’t want to see the forest from any god damn tree
I just want to find a feeling that could thrive inside of me
And bring alive a side of me that used to live on just desire
Where everyone was loved or they were painted by my ire
And everything was fire and the fucking world was burning
With the passion and the drive that kept my spirit churning
As it kept us all from hurting and crashing down to nothing
The fuel that energized us and helped us feel like something
Anger, tears, or happiness, just something we could live on
Any kind of feeling that our flames could be re-lit on
Do you ever really think back? Do you remember how it felt then?
Do you miss it like I do regardless of the hell then?
That moment in our lives where the choices were so endless
And everything was feeling: every action, every sentence
But everything was perfect, even though we were so clueless
We would make a quick decision, then we’d go and simply do it
The entire world had newness that intrigued our every instinct
And we cherished every moment that the rules were never in sync
We just followed every inkling, every itch to go much higher
Never really thinking that we would fall in with the liars
Do you miss the days of freedom from the entire world’s disgression?
Do you miss it like I do? Do you wish you could confess it?
Notes: It’s been a while, so I’m fucking rusty as hell. Anyway, this one is pretty clear cut. Does anyone else miss the days of being care free and unconcerned with anything but the moment we were living in? Man, do I ever…