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It's been a while

But here's a poem to compensate for that. Enjoy.

Morning glory

Sunlight fills the curtains

As your heavy eyelids open

And I want to draw you near me

Well before a word is spoken

But I tell myself I'm sleeping

Just because my limbs are tired

I retreat under the covers

Since morning makes a purpose hard to find

Fortressed by the pillows

I wage my war for wanting

I bestow myself to dreaming

No regard for daybreak's tauting

So I turn my back on morning

And I sail along your wavelengths

And I still my search for reason

For dreaming makes the reason of the mind

I notice the alarm clock

Then the mockingbirds are singing

And I think of obligations

That the coming day is bringing

But as I fill my pockets

I look back before leaving

And I whisper through the doorcrack

"We'll meet together once more tonight"

Metal shows for the unexperienced

It's been a while since I've done this, but I'm writing a bit again, so I should stay sharp.

I got back from the Dethklok show relatively alive and in one piece, but Andrew, especially Andrew's glasses, didn't fare quite as well. This misfortune is probably due to the fact that he's never been to such a violent show before, and didn't know what to expect in a mosh pit. That's why I've compiled this list of definitions to assist those who don't know any better.

Metal concert - Where you go to lose your hearing while being struck in the head.

Mosh pit - Several people wanting to maim and destroy everyone around them, but not enough to actually do it, except sometimes they do.

Tinnitus - Ringing of the ear caused by exposure to loud sounds. Take those earplugs out. You look like a sissy.

Droopage - Droopy + cleavage. Gravity doesn't seem to be kind to big girls. Beware--here be dragons.

The "guy or girl game" - Great to play between sets, and metal concerts are prime stomping grounds for androgynous people. If you're ballsy/drunk enough, you can even ask the person in question to confirm.

Beer - What you buy instead of another ticket, which would have been the same price.

Restroom - Where you hear sloppy blowjobs occurring. Standing close enough to the speakers can make you temporarily immune to the sound. See tinnitus.

Female bartender - Person serving overpriced drinks while ignoring sexual advances from sweaty guys in makeup.

Bruises - If you don't have these, you're doing it wrong.

Blood - Be prepared to see it.

I hope this list helps those of you who have never been to a metal concert. Keeping these in mind, you can avoid some of the pratfalls to which some first-timers may fall victim, and they may increase the amount of fun you experience. Now to bust some heads and tip the bartender. She's totally coming on to you.

So I'm published now

Here's a taste of what I've been doing. I have distribution privileges, but you don't, so don't take it.

Dead Letters

Upward drifts the twisted cursive,
Lighter than air, free from gravity,
Yet bidden by wind and dissipation.
The cigarette in the hand of a somber man
Tells and spells a tale he cannot read.
He tries to find a kind of meaning,
Fluttering upward, drawn by drafts…
It’s Greek to him—he shakes the whim;
“Why look to smoke when life writes clearer?
When printed letters tell me better?
If I, too, were free from gravity,
I could read the writing in its flight.
I’m stuck to the muck of Earth’s great girth,
Goddamn this land which holds me fast.”
With a flick, a stomp, a twist and sigh,
He returns to work without a thought.
The messenger’s killed, left unfulfilled,
The angel’s slain, but still remains
A little drifting whisper, his unheard herald—
Know that not all fallen angels lie:
“Who knows, but that in jealous flight
You hate the ground that holds you up?”

Retrospectin'

So, crazy year, huh guys? It was for me, at least. It was going so well that I think I might miss it. I'll put it behind me, though, since that's exactly where it belongs.

I've been thinking--as I'm prone to doing--and I've become acutely aware of how many people think their lives suck. It's funny in a sickening sort of way; someone will uninvited during a normal conversation, confide their "sorrows" with whomever they're speaking. Okay, perhaps that's normal; pity-seeking is pretty regular human behavior, but what's despicable is what immediately follows: the other person, instead of offering pity, will typically challenge them with a similar story of what I'm going to call "faux-woe."

It's so pitiful to watch people engage in this; it's kinda like they're jousting with pool noodles. It's silly, absurd, and it looks stupid.


Now that I'm done being a hypocrite, I need to talk about all the exciting things I've learned (Thanks for the idea, Alice). It's always important to recount what we learn. Even if we're too dumb to understand the things we're taught, we may at least be smart enough to identify them when they happen to us. So, without further ado, my list.

1. There is no "I" in team; there are only people with bad ideas that you can steal and improve in order to make them seem your own. Be sure to take the credit afterwards.


2. The more you learn about how people think, the more shallow and two-dimensional they seem. Surround yourself with as many complex and interesting friends as you can to avoid this.


3. It doesn't matter if there is a god or not. The zeal of religious adherents exerts such a power that it could overcome any deity.


4. Act as foolish as you can. Never let anyone know you're smart. If word gets out, don't take pride in it. Proud intellectuals should get no better than they deserve.


5. Less than 25% of people on last.fm know what "indie" means. Hint: It involves an INDEpendent record label. I am listening to Black Sabbath right now, and sure enough, someone has tagged them as "indie rock." That person is a blithering idiot.


6. As long as I live, I will never find anything as relaxing as smoking a pipe. I realize I have a bit of life ahead of me, but if it doesn't involve pipes, I don't want anything to do with it.


7. It's hard to find love if you're looking for it. It's normal to find love if you're not looking for it. If you're trying to avoid love, it will find you whether you want it to or not.

A brief glimpse into the life of Andy Bodine, ep. 03

Me: I miss my toenail.

Look at me, I'm human

I'm as human as human can be. I've been thinking more about The Moviegoer, which has somehow burrowed under my skin, swam through my arteries, and somehow lodged itself in my brain. Somehow, Percy is able to bring up the topic of sin in a nonreligious sense; he seems to insist that violation of ethics is also sin. He also says that we're human because we sin.

But I'm wondering, are we human because we sin, or do we sin because we're human?

If agreement with the former half of that thought is the ethical position, then it seems that agreement with the latter half must be the religious position. It seems that we have a coin on which ethics makes up one side and religion the other. Which is right? Toss the coin. I haven't a clue.

All I know is that I'm a human and I sin. I'm a liar, a hypocrite, an idolater, a manipulator, and a ne'er-do-well. Can you expect me to be any better than that, though? I know I've disappointed my fair share of people recently, but remember that you are no different than I. Don't hold me to standards neither your nor I can ever meet; to do so would be illogical and cruel.

That said, I won't lament the fact that I'm human. It sucks, but there's a lot of us to bear the shame.

I know it's been a while since I posted. I won't say that I'm going to be more regular, but I want to. Tempus narrabit.

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