Three the Hardway

Okay so I am going to attempt to type this despite my right arm and now hand swelling to the point that I feel my skin is going to burst (thank god for spell check). I’ll get to why later. I am still trying to process the events of this past weekend and the greatest kick off to my birth-month since 1998! It was a whirlwind of excitement and music that left me injured and recuperating all yesterday. It started Friday after work, where I ran in to pull a quick five hour shift and run home to throw on my change of clothes I had laid out prior to doing my time. Me, and Anitra (my love), raced to the BART Station, to head over to Oakland and see the Flaming Lips. Continue reading Three the Hardway

Rate this:

The two last happy nights of my life

Preparing for the “Last Happy Night of My Life”, I kneel before the altar of he who has no name. I anoint myself with oils and perfumes and ready my nerves. I sing hymns to light my way. I hope to become one with the sound and fury. I’m going to kill everyone in this room and I am alone. I feel the urge to dance and yet the music is so sad. We are one tonight this is our moment. Here in this city before our lord and savior. He is the one who spells cast the way for us all. “What about the blackbird?” There is an invisible gun in my hand. We are Ronan who have found our master. The true, the devotional, the faithful will blast through the speakers and into our hearts. The mind of a God trapped in the shell of mortal. The coil tightens. Continue reading The two last happy nights of my life

Rate this: