404 am. Just finished recording a 10 minute 38 second song. bed tired sleep. work tomorrow dummy.
A line between reality and fantasy faded in my mind, as I spend a night rehersing lighting setups and exposing a few negatives 4 times. Slightly exploring a subconciousness of what my thought process is really like. First Exposure.
Starting over by throwing away almost all of my writting. Making the past the past, and not something to crawl into and hide. My music is better now. Still not where I want to be. Maybe it will never be. Ill never stop though.
http://www.myspace.com/solid_state
http://www.myspace.com/solid_state
www.myspace.com/mikeweller for my music.
A small protion of my photography is up
riotrocksface:
I love the photographs. I really love the first two.. 99% of my photography is without people.. sometimes my cats. But yeah.. The pictures always turn out better without people.. my opinion.
riot.
riot.
"and subtle states of matter are most powerful"
What was happening? The south wind suggested we change our position. But as soon as I stepped outside, i knew where the breeze came from. California I said, looking over my shoulder. Talking to nothing. But as if you were watching. Dark stories stalk from bushes. Awkwardly your senses ring, but kill reason. Like movement at your...
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What was happening? The south wind suggested we change our position. But as soon as I stepped outside, i knew where the breeze came from. California I said, looking over my shoulder. Talking to nothing. But as if you were watching. Dark stories stalk from bushes. Awkwardly your senses ring, but kill reason. Like movement at your...
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Nothing unusual. Something in the spinning makes my voice sound dizzy. Or im just another boy sitting against the wall watching the world go by. The trainwreck of tomorrows gently tapping at my window. So I leave myself no options but to ignore them. And just keep spinning with today. Where nothing is here in my hands, but the weight of new beginnings. and the...
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emelaeth:
You write beautifully...
why don't you have any of your photographs on your page?
I'm curious.
why don't you have any of your photographs on your page?
I'm curious.
so cut it free. come over. Ive got plenty of space to breathe. can we stop reactions. and paint this purple face with math.. you know its only numbers.
Just some forgotten language. Laughing man laughs loudest. His crazy ways held tightly knit in the fabrics of his sanity. Justifiably sound like the distance from me to you. divided by time, we'll make some equation....
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Just some forgotten language. Laughing man laughs loudest. His crazy ways held tightly knit in the fabrics of his sanity. Justifiably sound like the distance from me to you. divided by time, we'll make some equation....
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joey:
hello
Like your past has not become you. So should we all stray away from former selves and just move on and forget all of our mistakes. He says it with utmost confidence... Those who know pain forget what it feels like. Those who are truly disturbed and psychotic dont get committed.
you take incredible pictures.
i really enjoy the one of the keys.
very nice indeed