Random Post on a Tuesday..

Just took a look at the blog that I just "freshened"... still don't love it.  In other news I have decided to put forth a better effort into Twitter.  I just changed my picture and was navigating around to better familiarize with what seem to be new features and things.  I also followed like 20 new people or so and I put out a tweet.  Speaking of which.. I feel like it would be a lot easier to tweet with a new phone - so Here's the phone I want!!


HTC One - very sick.  All in good time..  Need to land a job first. :/  

Blog Remodel

So I just freshened up the blog... How do you like the new look? name? url?  Yeah it was time for the old to go...  Blog makeover came to mind (haha, maybe I'm more in touch with my feminine side when blogging :) but I decided not to go with it.  I'm hoping to get back in the groove and start posting here (well it's not like I was ever really in the groove of posting but we'll see how it goes this time around)  I also am probably going to start a blog on audio and my audio adventures but for now I'll just post to this one and get it going..  

Audio Rant...

In case you didn't know... I'm somewhat obsessed about audio.  What I love, is that good audio has been a thing for quite awhile now (like 40 years...) so you can get into it or have it as a hobby without needing bucko-bucks - although that certainly helps :)  And a lot of good things have been produced over the years with all kinds of styles and trends.  I am enjoying vintage pieces more and more. I used to be the type of person that only liked the new fresh stuff (with cars I'm still kinda like that..)  But there's something about the old stuff that gives it a different kind of cool factor. Guys - I don't know what it is but I love audio and all the stuff that goes with it.  Alright, I'll say it... I'm an audiophile.  Audio is soooo sweet..  I don't know why everyone else doesn't seem to get it?!  So I just picked up a CD player that was produced in 1985 - basically as old as I am. It needs a little work but it's still a nice piece.  The things - like CD's - they came up with so long ago.. it boggles my mind. I guess one mans junk... right?  Anyway, stomach says it's time for lunch.  

New Day

Dawn. Warm rays stream over the tops of mountain peaks, as events wait to take stage and find their place in the jigsaw of life. A new year brings change, resolutions, and the opportunity to start anew. A feeling of fresh and excitement that comes from not knowing what the future holds in store but holding hope of something good.

We wait and watch with tiny efforts as destiny turns a giant clock that tells of time as it will be unforeseen by men. It's  on occasion when we hear the chime when the long hand points to 6; we watch and wait with anticipation for when the hour strikes.

Walkaway

Pressure.  What if life were a movie.. movies have meaning.  The scenes are important and they contribute to something larger.  Characters are a real part of what happens.  The viewer is engaged in a plot of important or even unimportant events that seem important and, in a way, are.  Why isn't life this way?  Life seems so menial and pale in comparison.  Oftentimes, things seem to not work out rather than to work out.

The daily in-and-out grind of drudgery fitted quaintly into some kind of framework that supposed to make it good and beneficial for its participants.  That this is what we are to learn and master in order to become.  My mind contests the thought that this is reality and is what is important - how can it be so when the idea of what could be is so much more inspiring and intriguing, unmarred by realities that pull down the advent of
the good and novel.

How am I to see past what is?  How am I to see from an elevated perspective when life is so full of dross?  Can it be done? Is this what is meant to be?  It seems so unfitting; but so is the good news.  Oh the irony.  Who am I to feel wronged and unwarranted?

How..

green eyes

He persists to listen and talk; realize what you have.  Laugh at similarities discovered - it's taken so long.

Rocks with different shapes and sizes.  Turn each one over and try to discover where and what is hiding still.  Why? and How? and what to do now?  Regrets and wishes, and holes unpatched.  

You explain the way you think things are, but realize you are wrong and then come green eyes.  It has been years, caught by surprise.
Removed, unfurled, but for a time.

She cares so much, and you care too.  But what is this animal inside?  Where is this disconnect?  If it's so simple why is it so hard?
It's hard to forget, it's hard to feel.  How to control, split up intwo.

Return and turn, acceleration. Friction, change, no navigation.  Or so it seems but hard to listen.  Enamored, empty, swirling vision. 

Dying weather

Sometimes the weather reflects your insides.  I titled this blog, my sundown, after a song by Jimmy Eat World. In this first blog I would post the lyrics of this song because it expresses how I feel but I am not that open of a person so I will leave it to the reader.

Perhaps the chapters in our lives are simply extended days.  The sun rises and lights the world but at some point sets and leaves the  world to the stars.  And then it's up to us to read the stars to find out which way to go.  One needs faith to believe the sun will rise again on another day to be filled with joy and promise.  One would hope but nights can be long and one wonders if he can make it.  It is hard to believe when the sun dips and night falls that there is another day lying ahead when it can't yet be seen and he doesn't know what it will entail.