passion and intensity sprouts so many amazing opportunities.
when things are up up.
but when things collapse that intensity and passion can become a curse.
i am and have always been wildly emotional, passionate, and hungry
which people love when you are up up
but they often turn their backs when you’re down down
and i understand why…you’ve done nothing wrong.
that negative intensity becomes a volatile sore infecting everyone and everything with bad energy.. these things build up when i deny my true feelings and my gut.
anyway ramblings… destroy everything.
i found a new path and i can’t turn away from it, it’s blinding and real and i know its going to take me where i need to be.
i found a job on an organic veg/fruit farm in BC and it couldn’t have come at a better time. i’m excited to live in a tent for 3 months and work the land. learn about organic farming and how i can apply what i learn to the sustainable off grid life i’ve been looking for. hopefully i’ll make enough to buy a yurt!!!!! either way it’s been too long since i sat in the mountains, and salted my body in the ocean.
i’m like the boy who cried wolf too many times
and eventually the wolf showed up
and no one would listen
Majical Cloudz: Our record “Impersonator” is out today. THANK YOU FOR LISTENING TO IT....
Our record “Impersonator” is out today. THANK YOU FOR LISTENING TO IT. I mean that in the sincerest way possible. When the songs were written, not in my wildest dreams did I think this many people would be interested in hearing it (at the time, even my own interest in hearing them was not always…
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Hey! Check out this song I made yesterday. Quick but fun. Thanks so much for listening and giving feedback. i loves it
maybe i don’t want to be cheered up
like to wallow in it
deep inside for days and days until i’m ready
but now fireworks are booming outside my window
i have the perfect view but i don’t care to ohhh and awe
i picture a battle feuding in our city
within me and my loins and my duality
and i’m beginning to realize the flowering of my actions
weaving grass up up into shapes
can’t shed the pain of my past so i crumble the present
constantly reliving
in a flash we’ll be up up again
spiralling growth up up into the trees
sitting in the grass i can feel myself root into the ground
the sky calls and when i look into the blue i’m lost and transient in the sky
in a flash i’m gone gone again
