With My Thoughts

I wrote this last night at around 2am... I shot it this afternoon and cut it this evening... My brain has been quite the places these past couple of weeks... Enjoy.

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Joel's Musical Song Post #12 - Anguish

I tend to get really busy with work... goals... etc.

I tend to get busy and stressed and inundated with stuff.

This is the reason it has been SO long since I've made a MSP- it is also the reason that I made this one... I just need to take a break from time to time and when I take breaks... this is what happens...

Tiny Disasters

It had been like this since he could remember. For every one good bit of fortune to come his way- he would have seven equally unfortunate occurrences befall him.

When he was twelve, Sara Bonnie Falstaff, the most beautiful girl in all the classes of all the school kissed him. By the end of the day the final project for his English class (which consisted of foam board, plants, toy dinosaurs, working electric fences and a little jeep he'd painstakingly attached to create a jungle vignette from the novel Jurassic Park) had been knocked off the second floor balcony of his middle school- In an effort to avert the disaster, he fell- receiving 2 broken fingers, a cracked rib, two black eyes and a pebble in his shoe that he couldn't seem to remove.

At the age of 18, thinking that the curse may have been broken by his recent coming of age, he purchased a single, Powerball lottery ticket. Which he won.

Before he could claim the prize he mysteriously disappeared, for 2 years. One eyewitness claims he was taken by a large silvery orb from outer space, this of course is pure speculation- because he, to this day, will not speak of the events that occurred over those 730 days. He was unable to claim his prize.

He came to grips with what was happening to him, he understood that in all likely hood that this odd combination of karma and fate, would ultimately lead to his death.

His name was Sam and today something so great happens to him... that he surely won't survive.

New Blog Layout

"Hey-" I thought to myself, "-why not!?" I then toyed with the html to give it a new look. When finished I exclaimed "Cool beans."

Good Day

The day I had was like unto the knees of a most noble bee;

A day to cause a feline small to wear its bed time wares instead

Of its rough and gentle coat; O! Time spent with

A family loud and a family proud will make

A giant feel comfortable in a dwarven smock.

Nostalgia

Soft! My ears have tuned on to the notes of old

As wheels glide across roads of tar and stone,

Wistful and clean, these tunes do well in my chest and my throat,

Returning me to a time of more simple joy and care.

To Sleep.

Oh sleep, how does your gentle touch escape my hand?

Were't not for vivid dreams of future lives and hopes of abundant rest,

My days would fall, crumbling into a stagnent pool of wasted youth.

The night air wasn't so cool...

...It burned. There was a foul odor in the air; the miasma of stale clothes and old compote.

The moonlight- if there was still a moon- could not be seen through the smog, buildings and living corpses of those who wandered the streets at night- unable to sleep... which was most everybody. This was, after all, the city.

The city of crime.

The city of the lost.

The city of debauchery and the ill gotten.

The city of hope...just the hope that there has got to be a better place out there- that this was in fact the worst that it gets.

Hope that somebody somewhere else is happy.

It was this hope that kept the sun from abandoning the people of this place... her rays shine only to remind the world of where it could end up.

Its people waking up each day closer to death and never aging.

Rumor has it that an urban planner hung himself the day he realized he'd designed the layout for the world's largest morgue. Little did he know that his morbid simile was far more than the guilty conscience of a balding man with broken glasses...

The city was marked for death... it had only three days left to live.

Randomocity.

I feel I knead to update my blog more often- but the problem is, I really don't have a lot to write about.

I am in fact one of those bloggers that only feels the urge to write when something compelling is occurring in my life. Unfortunately, I used to focus on mainly the bad stuff- so it was only when I was in a introspective mood that I'd write- which is why there is more than a few vague entries in this web log.

I'd also write if something was bothering me, blasting my life to pieces or if I was just plain excited for something.

Now- I guess I'll just be posting when I'm bored, have a bit of a short story, screenplay or something else I'd like to share... maybe I'll start doing more film reviews... I dunno.

Man- I suck at updating...

Its been quite sometime since I've written here- I guess I've just been too busy trying to get ahead in life... haven't had much time for this.

Well- I'm here now and I want to show you my directors reel- which I've finally DONE!



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