A Work Of Art Is Never Finished....Only Abandoned

I can no longer sleep at night
Your face keeps haunting me in my dreams
The days have been blending together
The nights seem endless as I wait
The only thing I have left to do is wait

February has gone and March has arrived. Hopefully the last days of winter will pass quickly so that the weather will be nice again. In the upcoming weeks is Spring Break and my birthday so I'm planning on a wild month. I've been sick the past few days but I'm hoping to recover quickly. Wax on Radio cancelled there show which was disappointing but I wasn't feeling so great so whatever. Circa Survive has finished there album entitled "On Letting Go" which I can't wait to hear along with The Dear Hunter and The Recieving End Of Sirens cds. CCSU has their NEC semi-final game tomorrow and the championship on Wednesday. Other than that really there's been nothing new so I'm really just hoping for the best.

Myspace.com....A Place For Fiends

Wow another post....I'm on a roll. Nothing too important to say other than CCSU men's basketball beat Wagner in there last home game to finish there season with a 12 game straight winning streak. The game tonight was a comfortable 79-54 win and finishing the season with a record of 16-2. The next game is the opening round of the NEC tournament and will be held at Central on Thursday night.

Also, check out this video all about the dangers of being "emo" and the destruction it is causing to the community. In the video you can see some of Rob Dobi's work.

The Dead Flag Blues

the car's on fire and there's no driver at the wheel
and the sewers are all muddled with a thousand lonely suicides
and a dark wind blows
the government is corrupt
and we're on so many drugs
with the radio on and the curtains drawn
we're trapped in the belly of this horrible machine
and the machine is bleeding to death
the sun has fallen down
and the billboards are all leering
and the flags are all dead at the top of their polls
it went like this...
the building tumbled in on themselves
mothers clutching babies picked through the rubble
and pulled out their hair
THE SKYLINE WAS BEAUTIFUL ON FIRE
all twisted metal stretching upwards
everything washed in a thin orange haze
i said "kiss me, you're beautiful -
these are truely the last days"
you grabbed my hand and we fell into it
like a daydream or a fever
we woke up one morning and fell a little further down -
for sure it's the valley of death
i open up my wallet
and it's full of blood

In dreams....emotions are overwhelming.

Sometimes I think that we, as a society, focus so much on our differances that we don't realize just how similar we all are. Sure we stretch ourselves creatively to make the slightest difference from one to another - the clothes we wear, the music we listen to, the hobbys we pass time with, the company we keep, but in the end by devoting so much effort to emphasizing these differances we are only bringing ourselves to a closer simularity. Today as I walked through the mall, I looked around to see one person after another just appearing like a follow up to the person before them. An evergoing stretch of consumerism and commercialism pushed upon us at a constant rate. Don't get me wrong, I'm not above any of these things, as I believe none of us are, nor do I try and be above such tendancies. I just feel that we need to accept this for what it truely is. We each can strive for individuality but at the same time we seek comfort in the relationships we pursue and in fitting in with those we trust. So why is it that we have such a hard time dealing with eachother on a daily basis? Is it that we fear what we truely are or that we haven't taken the time to notice the simularities we try so desperately to hide? I suggest that we all try and stop hiding our emotions that in one way or another we keep to ourselves. By realizing we are all, in general, the same, we should realize our emotions will be taken and reacted to in the way that we should expect them to. I believe a genuine heart will free you of a stagnant mind and that we should all take the time to put our efforts into being honest with ourselves and those that we encounter in daily life rather than seeking to set ourselves apart these same people.


If this sounds too self-righteous or preachy than the reasoning behind my message may have been lost in the translation. As of late, thoughts have crossed my mind too quickly for me to grasp them entirely but please do your best to consider atleast some of what I've tried to convey. If we can all start putting our mind to being more forthcoming while also honest with eachother we can free ourselves of the lifelessness that grows inside each of us on a daily basis.