Sunday, September 13, 2009

Fade to black

My heart soars and lusts to Apocalyptica's version of this popular Metallica song.
It's just dreamy, lusty, intense all around.
It's a baroque painting in sounds.

The same thing happens to me when I listen to the main theme of the movie Amelie. That song is a watercolor painting, transposed into song.

I am an arts person. I find meaning to life in arts. I strive in them. I find joy, and happiness and meaning to life. All of my ambitions and desires are centered around one art form or another.
I recently realized I have a hard time concentrating if there is no visual appeal to what I'm doing... which would explain my constant doodles.
I am a visual artist. This much I know for certain, and this much I love about myself. :)

Night night y'all. Happy Monday! :P

Saturday, September 12, 2009

Watagatpitusberry!

henny con granberry
I'm feeling so dirty
Baby you spagghettii?
lets go I'm ready
Tirame por el blackberry
Vamono en el ferry
Be happy dont worry

watagatapitusberyy (WHAT!?)
watagatapitusberry (WHAT!?)
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watagatapitusberry (que lo que se significa watapitusberry!?)
watagatapitusberry (QUE !?)
watagatapitusberry(EL QUE !?)
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Taba nevando y me puse mi coat
Baje a pelarme pa ponerme en flow
atra de do suave slow
te lo voy a decir en ingles pa que me entienda you know ?
easy, what is this marylin monroe & el tiffany I'm am the show
lo policia lo mono im in tro in the show
ayy woah woah woah
que lo que ta ta diciendo no toy entendiendo no toy comprendiendo
y haga me el favor y hame caso
dimelo ma al paso pedazo por pedazo
pa yo ver si yo puedo entender
sera fraces ? no en ingles
quien te dijo que tu sabe hablar ingles dilo otra ves.

watagatapitusberyy (WHAT!?)
watagatapitusberry (WHAT!?)
watagatapitusberry (WHAT!?)
watagatapitusberry (que lo que se significa watapitusberry!?)
watgatapitusberry (QUE!?)
watagatapitusberry(EL QUE !?)
watagatapitusberry que lo que pui.

es como i love you i berry
como eskinny berry
como eskiles como berry
abrir el cute eskerry
oh my berry im singing el berry
smoking berry comprendes el berry
si mami eso es el berry
esto es para todas las ladys
la que le gusta la strawberry
la que le encanta lo berry y agarale el berry le abro las pienas esberry y le meto el berry.

henny con granberry
im feeling so dirty
baby you spagghettii?
lets go im ready tirame por el blackberry
vamono en el ferry
be happy dont worry

watagatapitusberyy (WHAT!?)
watagatapitusberry (WHAT!?)
watagatapitusberry (WHAT!?)
watagatapitusberry (que lo que se significa watapitusberry!?)
watagatapitusberry (QUE !?)
watagatapitusberry(EL QUE !?)
watagatapitusberry(que lo que pui)

dedicada para todas las berrys en latino america y el mundo entero de parte de black point
el sensato del patio heh el mas completo todas esas manos suaves esto es pati y mas nadie

Tuesday, September 08, 2009

Like a wound sealed shut and bandaged away
I stray from looking at it, from testing the healing skin.
I know the pain I felt and I'm not curious to know if it still aches.

I don't look back and try to remember.
Like the knowledge of being burned when touching the fire,
I know that the memories will sting.
Not because they were bad, but because they were really good and I cannot have them back.
Because I cannot build upon them, because I cannot construe more with the same characters and situations.

I... just sigh and let it go.
Maybe in time, my time will come.
Maybe there will be something to hope for. Maybe I'll be able to dream, and soar and relish in the joys that will come and I won't fear crash landing back into reality.
Maybe I'll get to a point where I'll allow myself that which seems like a guilty pleasure at the moment.
Maybe things will simply fall into place on their own...
for now, I'd rather be a surpised pessimist than a dissapointed optimist.