"Bad habits always make for good memories." - eyedea
Unhealthy habits for sleeping, the back posture is burning up and constantly aching with feverish feeling, that muscular burn defining a body and the system it inhabits, the excess removed, and the bare naked flesh. Metal entering ears and confusing with best intentions to push severed boundaries of lines drawn in the sand. everything reaching for the same gold coin, which turns into chocolate at first touch. They devour each other to avoid starvation. Minds divulge and separate. Feeling estranged and a thread removed from an outside purpose. Feel the benefits of the ride I'm coasting on. No time to waste and this wave must hold everything accountable, I am a lucky son of a bitch. This is a blessing and the aggressive music tests my ability to split my full attention between multiple activities, learning to write as sporadically and A.D.D. as the music, shuffling, allows. Regardless I am so damn lucky.
Whistling in the shade of southern california trees, falling in love with women who can sing or paint. Something enriching and making them of a grander poetic quality. Something they understand in their honest approach to music. Do you remember your original desire? That passion erupting and you soaked in every music you possible could. Until you gathered more than you could listen to. You filled the cup too full. Over time you go back and listen to all. Fall in love to the rhythm and melody. Try to depart from your trained ears. Try not to hear the quality of recording determine the quality of song. You will listen for content. For the part of humanity representing through the lungs of an artist. Play piano and know what it is to physically.
In wine there is truth.
Truth in the ability to seek justification behind all reckless action. The body pays and the shredding continues despite my capability. Practice god damn it. The same constant rate. I'm full of this and that. Though the practice needs to exist. Write continually. A happy addiction. Listen carefully. Pay attention. Study english and creative abilities. Write music and sing for getting better. Warm up daily. Always sing and improve. Lessons.
"character is how you treat those who can do nothing for you."
Smelling indecently in here. the cave of existence. the musical interludes. jazz rhythm of writing in bursts. candles to line the room. tea to drink daily. vitamins and rituals to improve. stretch the back. run regular. brush the teeth. keep everything clean and arranged. sleep well and everything will come true. stop pushing self to stay awake in order to keep moving. must sleep in order to move quickly from the onset of tomorrow. fuck up my circadian rhythm like a motherfucker.
