Regarding my last post...

I keep forgetting that my readers (if I have any) don't know every thought that enters my brain... so basically I thought I should explain my last post... seeing as it rather vague...

Sorry if the following paragraphs seem silly.... I'll try to make some sense.

I feel that my expectations for musicians (or anyone with a "say") are far too high these days. These expectations do not apply to everyone, but only for those who insinuate that they have the same belief system as I do. However, I find it horrible that I even have to use the word "insinuate." This insinuation in itself is a mild betrayal of the expectations I am talking about. These expectations are honesty and integrity. Can you really insinuate that you are honest or have integrity? No not really. It seems like you would be trying to hide them. I guess this "insinuation" is really more of a safety net. If actions or words testify to the opposite of honesty or integrity, the audience just shrugs and assumes they misunderstood.

Today I bought the "The Age of Adz" - the new Sufjan Stevens album. All was well until the f-word popped up multiple times in a song. Imagine my disappointment. Everything I loved about Sufjan was tainted. He was always so pure, so likeable, so meaningful. I could identify with him; we wrote for the same person. So different, even vulgar now. The word itself doesn't bother me so much... but I just couldn't believe whose mouth it was coming from. I still like his music, but I just don't see it the same way. I listen at a distance now. Oh well... So much for that.  

*End of rambling*

Disappointed.... devastated.

Lord, is there no one left?
No one left.

Paganini

So basically... I want to play violin. It makes any and all music for me. You know how there's just that one instrument that can play the ABCs and you are still floored because it's so beautiful? Well chya... this is it.

I bought this picture at an antique store. There's something about it that well... I have no idea.

"I want to live again"

I just discovered that I never knew anything at all. I ran wildly in every direction.
I want to live again.

Proverbs 30-
“I am weary, God, but I can prevail.
Surely I am only a brute, not a man;
I do not have human understanding.
I have not learned wisdom,
nor have I attained to the knowledge of the Holy One.
Who has gone up to heaven and come down?
Whose hands have gathered up the wind?
Who has wrapped up the waters in a cloak?
Who has established all the ends of the earth?
What is his name, and what is the name of his son?
Surely you know!"

I kinda feel like this right now on this Christmas day. Life really is wonderful isn't it?!

Merry Christmas!!

Emmanuel

There's just something about this song...

Sufjan Stevens- O Come O Come Emmanuel

W&W (Working all Weekend= the opposite of R&R)

I am so pooped I think I'm going to die. I've been working to convert some poorly used space in my house (quite frankly my brother's bedroom) into a sweet hangout. Its coming along. Ripped out the carpet and painted bla bla bla. I wish I had something meaningful to say today.

Finals Week

Life has been so stressful I could die!!
But its getting better.
Christmas is coming.

I've been trying to experiment with my camera more and more and I think I got one with the effect I was looking for, although its not quite there yet... I have my eye on a couple lenses that just might do the trick..

God has been so good to me this week.