smelker81

The house is over 150 years old. I once saw an old picture of it surrounded by fields. Not any more, train tracks have come and gone.

Now he is smelling for my cats hahahaha

Good night. Also, fuck you Michael 

When that focal point is found to where you can see what matters and how you don't, that is freedom.

The bible is filled with mythical metaphor from humans trying to give meaning to their existence. Retold fables from across the middle east and consolidated to fit a certain point of view. To control the masses through subservience to a single higher power that deems the ruler in your life as ordained by the almighty. Follow the thread and you can unravel it.

Glass of this, some beer and shots. Sounds like a night to me.

Much easier said than done. The patience it takes to wait for those who see you for who you are and also appreciate it can feel solitary. You will see some pass you by that you wish more than anything would see you but it is just better to let it go or push it down and move forward. Let them be and just be.

I see Bruce Lee peaking out of my coat.

Around the time I started to get frustrated by this dichotomy I started turning to my guitar. I would take it with me and just ignore this bullshit and zone out playing. When it would become to much I would just put it away and leave.

I learned to convey a lot of things through playing. I may not be that good but I know I sound like me when I play.