I want my days
to be brightened by your presence
not darkened by your absence

I want my nights
to be consumed with heavy passion
but sustained by healthy ration

I need your affection
to elevate my sense of self
not to place my identity on the shelf

I need your protection
from the trappings of infatuation
not to recreate a tragic situation

You want to feel
that you’re safe from harm
and won’t be kept at the length of an arm

You want to see
that this is not a phase
not merely empty praise

You need to hear
that these words are true
that they are exclusive to you

You need to know
that there is no other
that we are not in this to smother

We want the future
to hold the promise of love
and the mistakes of the past to be risen above

We want the past
to be worth the pain
and never again sing the same refrain

We need to ask
what we want this to be
if the end we wish to see

We need the answer
to how to make love stay
by keeping monotony at bay

Footage I shot during me and my wife’s vacation to Boston and Portland. Thank you iMovie! This was pretty easy to pull off.

Was listening to this song on my headphones and the trailer was playing on TV. I thought they went together perfectly. I just lined up the starting point of the song and faded it out at the end, the video is the original trailer untouched.

Tomorrow between 10 & 2 the cable guy will be showing up to take away our cable box and we will begin our long overdue prohibition on channel surfing. At some point I’d like to try an all out ban on TV, but in these hard economic times when damn near every night is spent at home, it’s pretty unimaginable to consider. This is not to say that I won’t be making the effort to decrease my ass-to-couch time. I figure that while I’m making good on a lot of personal improvements (thanks to the Wii Fit I got for Christmas), now would be a good time to get back to blogging regularly.

As per usual, I’m fairly stumped as to the subject matter. While I still give a hefty shit about the socio-political issues of the day, I read far too many eloquent writers on such matters to allow my hat to fall into the ring. Anything I contribute on those matters won’t be nearly as well thought through and written, so best to leave it be. Instead I want to focus on making my days fulfilling and satisfying enough to warrant a daily journal of some sort. I’ve got plenty of ideas for personal projects, music, art, etc., so that the only excuse I should have for not writing a journal entry is because I spent a significant chunk of my free time writing something else.

Like everything in my life, I lose interest in shit pretty quick, especially if I’m not instantly amazing at it. It took a long fuckin’ while, but in the last year I’ve finally begun to realize the value of practice and discipline in the improvement of my hobbies and abilities. How very “duh” of me!

More importantly, this is the year that I’m going to stop caring about how whether or not other folks will appreciate the effort or output of my hobbies and just do them for myself. It’s time to start creating and stop letting my inner critic stop me at the door.

It’s been a long time coming and after some technical difficulties, we are back on the air:

Via Astrologyzone.com:

Any retrograde planet is a planet that’s sleeping. All living things need rest, and planets do too, so you’ll find that all planets go retrograde. The Sun and moon don’t, but those heavenly bodies aren’t planets, of course. A retrograde planet will not emit its best energy, so while it is out of phase, we are left to our own devices and do the best we can without that planet’s help.

Mercury rules communication, commerce, thinking, perception, negotiation, and contracts, as well as electronics and all moving parts. The world spins on the very areas in life that Mercury rules. We need Mercury to be in top shape because if it is not, human interaction with the performance of computers and machines tend to go haywire, as counter-intuitive as that statement may sound.

I work for the money
So I can play for keeps
I dance for my honey
So she won’t see me weep

I drive down this road
Made of ashes and glass
I’m a prince and I’m a toad
I’m an angel and an ass

It’s a slapstick tragedy
This vicious comedy
I gotta sing it for free
So the Man won’t own me

I see trouble comin’
Just around the bend
But there’s no time for runnin’
This close to the end

They push my face in the dirt
But my head’s in the sky
I gotta hide my hurt
How they make me lie

My buddy Joe and I have known each other for about two years and love to get into socio-political-religious conversations. We finally decided that maybe we ought to start recording them into a podcast. Here’s the inaugural episode, which I’ve dubbed Getting to Know You.

Can you see in the dark?

Can you stay in the black?

Are there trees on the ark?
Is there any way back?

If the sun were to shine
and the truth came to light
then beasts of the night will dine
on those who are right

Should the moon cease to rise

and the night turn to day,

there shall be no more lies
just a truth we can’t say

An echo of silence
blasts forth from the past

calling ghosts of compliance

down from the clouds at last

A principle needs not a prince
anymore than a crime requires prints

Our lives need not reason
as much as our paths require reflection

Love is a trial and love is a dance
Love is not magic, love is a chance