I feel tense.
This strange, incessant tension that I feel throughout my physical body.
Call it anticipation, call it what you will, but
My muscles feel ready to propel me, yet my mind wields no map.
Where is my 'X' to mark the spot?
Maybe something big will happen. Maybe I will be the only one to experience it.
But who's to know for sure.
I've joined a collab channel on YouTube. http://www.youtube.com/user/TheFlamboyant5
I will be posting on that channel every Tuesday, along with three other people posting every Monday through Friday. We each have a specific day and Wednesdays are some sort of RandomFactWednesday or something, not sure what yet but I'll keep you posted. I feel it will be a major help in my goal-oriented-commitment issues and utter lack of motivation lately. That and the Sun, that should help too.
As I sit here in the relative darkness at 5:32 a.m. I feel the urge to see the sunrise..It seems like it's been forever since I've seen such a beautiful sight. Well..of that nature, at least.
When was the last time you saw the sunrise?
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Why, do you ask?
Why?
Just....why?
What gives the universe the right to pull this crap again?
The last time I felt anything like this, that dramatic bitch "the universe" decided to swoop in and literally stop a heartbeat in it's tracks. Before I even got a chance to get into the swing of things..before I could take the first leading step into the waltz my faulty heart began to beat out, the beautiful music we could have made together was silenced before it even began. My prospective partner swept off his feet by The Maker instead of me..Yet again, alone on the dance floor, I was left to hum my own pathetic tune as I shuffled about to the deafening silence. The reoccurring thoughts of; "what if?" and "If only.." haunting my every waking moment. Not even my subconscious was given a moment to recuperate.
"Alas, t'is better to have loved and lost, then to have never loved at all."
I would rather do without this incessantly palpating instigator of tragedy that is ever-encased within my chest. What good has it done me so far?
Maybe next time I fall so hard,
I'll just break my neck.
One can only hope, no?
C'est la Vie...
Just....why?
What gives the universe the right to pull this crap again?
The last time I felt anything like this, that dramatic bitch "the universe" decided to swoop in and literally stop a heartbeat in it's tracks. Before I even got a chance to get into the swing of things..before I could take the first leading step into the waltz my faulty heart began to beat out, the beautiful music we could have made together was silenced before it even began. My prospective partner swept off his feet by The Maker instead of me..Yet again, alone on the dance floor, I was left to hum my own pathetic tune as I shuffled about to the deafening silence. The reoccurring thoughts of; "what if?" and "If only.." haunting my every waking moment. Not even my subconscious was given a moment to recuperate.
"Alas, t'is better to have loved and lost, then to have never loved at all."
I would rather do without this incessantly palpating instigator of tragedy that is ever-encased within my chest. What good has it done me so far?
Maybe next time I fall so hard,
I'll just break my neck.
One can only hope, no?
C'est la Vie...
Monday, March 21, 2011
The Little Ukulele that Could
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@\__/@ ~ h00t
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For those of you that know me [hopefully 100% of you reading this know me..otherwise it's kinda awkward for you to be here..] you know that I suck at setting goals for myself and have a habit of not following through with them...Mainly my personal goal of becoming a well-known musical artist.
Step 1: Play music. Step 2: ??? Step 3: $
Well, this year [2011] I have actually been doing a little better at "sticking with it," if you will. I've been trying harder to learn more songs and polish the ones I already know. Of course, that doesn't really help with my whole, "not being able to write good musical lyrics in mass quantities; mass quantities referring to more than a potential song a month," but that's where online resources and co-writers come in. Also, my recent EXCELLENT purchase choice of a new concert ukulele has given me a newfound "oomph" of confidence and drive to get myself out there, make a name for myself, be heard!
My YouTube channel is http://www.youtube.com/user/CallMeAllphi
Go there. Watch what I've done so far [which won't take you long, I promise!] rate, comment and subscribe because that way, you'll be the first to know when I start posting more videos!
Peace and Love ~
Robbie
@\__/@ ~ h00t
(\ V \)
\ ____\
| | ----W--W------
For those of you that know me [hopefully 100% of you reading this know me..otherwise it's kinda awkward for you to be here..] you know that I suck at setting goals for myself and have a habit of not following through with them...Mainly my personal goal of becoming a well-known musical artist.
Step 1: Play music. Step 2: ??? Step 3: $
Well, this year [2011] I have actually been doing a little better at "sticking with it," if you will. I've been trying harder to learn more songs and polish the ones I already know. Of course, that doesn't really help with my whole, "not being able to write good musical lyrics in mass quantities; mass quantities referring to more than a potential song a month," but that's where online resources and co-writers come in. Also, my recent EXCELLENT purchase choice of a new concert ukulele has given me a newfound "oomph" of confidence and drive to get myself out there, make a name for myself, be heard!
My YouTube channel is http://www.youtube.com/user/CallMeAllphi
Go there. Watch what I've done so far [which won't take you long, I promise!] rate, comment and subscribe because that way, you'll be the first to know when I start posting more videos!
Peace and Love ~
Robbie
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
The Blank Slate
Another sun has set, the next yet to have risen.
My thoughts turn not to time nor sleep,
But how or when I'll find him.
Spring draws closer, love abounds;
Yet l ife left tragic'ly alack of sounds,
Whispered longingly in the dark.
Blank Slate of a heart, alone
left beating itself to pieces.
Sunrise; the warm embracing rays
Chase away the darkness.
And with it, insecurity.
I know there's nothing wrong with me.
I need to be the sunrise for another, you see
To feel like someone needed me
And that's where "He" comes in.
My thoughts turn not to time nor sleep,
But how or when I'll find him.
Spring draws closer, love abounds;
Yet l ife left tragic'ly alack of sounds,
Whispered longingly in the dark.
Blank Slate of a heart, alone
left beating itself to pieces.
Sunrise; the warm embracing rays
Chase away the darkness.
And with it, insecurity.
I know there's nothing wrong with me.
I need to be the sunrise for another, you see
To feel like someone needed me
And that's where "He" comes in.
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