people, listen here. there is a new song. it may not be worth much to you, but it cost me my indifference.

i've been profound in my subconscious thinking lately. unfortunately my consciousness doesn't hear too well.

inspiration has left me behind to wither in my mediocrity...

that's not completey true. i've had ideas. but they fleet.

you know what? ideas are my only real medium. everything else is just an afterthought. just a punch in your face. something about telepathy. something about using my environment to project my thoughts onto you. that's all it is. if you could read my mind... my pen, guitar and camera would become obsolete.

but, you can't. you can only read what i rip out of it and jab along a keyboard.

no complaint here though. it gives me something to do. except when i can't do it. when i can't rip it out. it hides sometimes. under migraines and fatigue. under depression and longing.

but bleh. i'm just a little uninspired. but there is nowhere to place the blame beside myself.

but, despite all that, i try.

current and possibly futile projects:

a story (maybe comic) called: "winter in spades"
another ongoing story called: "come on"
songs called: "a description of...", "sadisad", "unfortunate encounters", "a conflict of..." and probably more unjustifiable names...

and whatever.