madhatt3r111

I'm not an asshole, I'm just a little confused..., 25, Homme, États-Unis
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  • xHxYxBxRxIxDx a écrit :
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    I always feel a small tinge of pride when someone enjoys my taste. Thanks man. As for Bloodninja, I dont care how old it is, that shit will ALWAYS slay me...."I put on my robe and Wizard hat...." I say that to my wife when things are about to romanticize. A couple years ago, I tried listening to Aesop and I remember I just couldnt get into him. Maybe its time to give him another shot, I dont know. I am in one of those moods again where i need to be on the prowl for new music. What would you suggest?

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  • rustedempire a écrit :
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    I wish...They went to my school, so they like to play here every year. They're really down to earth people. They'll sit down and have a beer with you and chat. I rarely find people like that.

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  • rustedempire a écrit :
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    I've seen TWDY so many times in the past two years. I find it awesome that I'm living in their hometown.

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À propos de moi

I'm only deep enough to realize that I'm shallow

If you only had an hour to sum your whole life up, would you spend that hour saying that an hour ain't enough?


I felt myself slipping away and I let myself fall.
Gotta lose your mind before you find it
And when you finally find it you'll find out you never lost it at all.

I'm not a poet or a communist, a comet or a star
You're not a genius or a prophet, you simply just are.

I'm not insane cause I have no need for sanity
It's just another chain that keeps me from reality.
Reality is mine to play with and mold
the best thing I ever did was let go.

So let go of the models,
transcend the physical mind,
and peacefully become part of the whole.


It starts out with a question:
how much of it is real?
Now all is irrelevant, outside of this ordeal.
Don't worry about explainin' it, there ain't no human language
that can actually describe exactly how you feel.


A lot of the time humans are hard to stay subsistent
self-projecting state of falsehood
we're either too close to our image to stay objective in our perception,
or too far away to be subjective in any matter

this only widens our void in social conformity
introduced to our souls at birth.

and so I write.

I don't write without the intention of objectivity
or attention in the image
but only as an omni-directional bridge
between the several flowing tunes scripture
reality is present in countless space and time.

See, I don't write for the future,
I write about the future, for the present.

I write with my past, about the future, for the present.

-Eyedea