coasting, on random thoughts
a lot of people are intimitated by poerty. does it turn you off to see it on my blog? or do you enjoy it? it gets much less comments...

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kid koala rocks:
just me and the hi-fi

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ever wonder what fidelity you were? eh, fido? meh. what's that mean any way? just another constuct of man?

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a waist is a terrible thing to mind.

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i have 10 minutes of radio to do, i need a theme.

untitled
throngs and plies
move and flow liquid
like oil on water.
I?ve heard it said
that this chaos scares,
the fluxation causes fixation
overfilling the mind.
colours become the rainbow
and noise disappears.
like stars in the northern sky
like months into years.
disappear, disappear
don?t believe you?re here!
over run by fear,
you too can disappear.

Oh yeah
I got those big ol' I I I I IV IV I I V IV I V!

A Place
In and out, like clockwork
Big or small, never the same,
In awe of the power,
This is the reason I came.

The texture, hard and giving,
The smell like sweet swimming,
Edge of the world at my fingertips
Perfect and never with rips.

A new world awaits
To those young with vigour
A very dangerous trip
For those who are takers

Caution is of need
For this you must heed
You must meet half way
Or here you will not stay

For here lay power
Natural and unique
Far from what came before
You must be sure of what you seek

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ah, see now your meta bloggin'... bloging about blogs. lol.

seeing as some people don't have comment sections, i guess this'll do right here. the persuit of happiness and the american dream are killing the souls of those who have misconstrude the meaning. the capitalism which promises everyman that his hard work will return to him in more then just money, the system which procreates hate, and raised opressed fists to acts of inexcuseable violence.

Viet Nam
Kent State
Rodney King
etc...

but

i don't believe that my friends exist in this 'everyone' group. my friends will not be in deadend horrible jobs, my friends will take good care of their kids, my friends will understand that education is not the product of money, but of care. most important, my friends, i've faith in you, and that you can be content, or even happy. just remember who you are.

the history that repeats is the one left unlearned.

wow. that was quite the rant.
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i'm sorry we don't talk about these things, it's just that
a) the medium of blog allows for the removal of self, even in this quite personal forum.
b) alot of this is reactionary, not stuff i think about all the time,
c) it's related to mood, the strange late night mood that inspires rants, phliosophy, and metaphysics.

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music = 21st century digital boy
"my dad's a lazy middle class intellectual, my mom's on valium, so ineffectual."

oh man the 80's had a nice outlook...

mood?

metaphor
in my room, clothes are on the floor, computers exist without covers, cd's are loose, there are dirty dishes, piles of recites and tax info, textbooks and note books on the floor.

the light in my closet doesn't work.

i need to put my carpet down at some point.

and some other stuff too...

Who's happy?
i get the feeling that happy is an inflated term for a state most people expect more of. i hear people say "gee, i wonder why i'm not happy. i'm content, but shouldn't i be happy?" my theory is that the term happy used to mean a nice comfortable contentness, which most people have no problem reaching. but now, it's some impossible, unreachable euphoria. and we're all striving for it.

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erika accused me of not blogging enough.

LIVE IN THE NOW... and other danforth titles...
My goal in life is to live in the moment... It doesn't make sense to live life waiting for future events. The final event is death and I'm certainly not looking forward to that. kate, 24/10/03

my friends seem to have a problem deal with the here and now in a way that they find meaning full. so i thought i'd (to use the lexicon,) speak on this...
i'm of two minds on this topic, one cynical, the other less so, which one first?

the cynical
one possiblitily is that, this is as good as it gets, so if your good now, enjoy it, because tomorrow is just more work, sorrow, ups, downs, kisses, hugs, dumps, beers, blogs, lectures, hangovers, evil clients... etc...

how can i put it so it's not so evil sounding...
think of it this way. today was once a tomorrow, it's just a matter of perspective. (or time travel). tomorrow has all the possiblities that today has, it's just further away.

on the even nicer sound side of my ever split brain, i find that living in the moment is something that is done, not planned. which of course makes sense. it's not something that you do. you don't say: i'm going to live in the moment now. it's just how you act.
and it's not for everyone, or all the time. it can lead to unfinished homework. ahh... homework... where will i be without you? that's the real issue, ain't it? the strange balance between id and superego... the homework and the party, the sloth and the pride...

DAVE!

relax on the crazyness...

alright... sorry.

but do you know what i mean?

RAAADDDDIIIIOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
here i am, sitting infront of a radio control board. and they just swore on air!!!!!!!! silly people.

other then that, radioland is surpising. i think we've taken the wrong aproach. i think we need to think LESS script and more fun!

UGH! i hate mistakes.

bLoG
yah, so now we all have blogs, at it special? i hope so.


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i like this picture

anyway, the school week from hell is finally over, with 3 assignments and 3 midterms now behind me, so what do i do? it's erika's fault of course!
I know, i've got only my self to blam. but i blam my self for enough. it all works out.


i'm worried about someone close to me. actually i'm worried about meny people close to me. but some more imediately, and maybe i can do something. or maybe i can't.
ever wish you'd know the out come before trying? me too.
anyway, i'm seeing patterns of behaviour in someone very close to me that i've seen before, and then bad things happened. should i try and stop it? or should i leave it be? i should try, but, without giving away any details, AND being as vauge as possible,i worry that bringing up things will make them worse. what do you do in this situation?



music is emotional content for me. i found that if nothing else, playing music is the healthest way for me to get SO much endorphines in a group setting. (no jokes please).

A Poem

music for now,

the trail of how

i sink or swim

and it all looks grim

Byron should listen to chest fever, by the band :-?