February 6th, 2006
|tyber_de||12:01 pm - Distraction.|
It's the mundane, day-to-day things that keep creativity from blooming. Commuting, chores, cooking, cleaning. Also the fact that it takes several minutes to get back into the "groove," at least for me. It's tough to just sit down and spit something out, gotta go hunt for samples, gotta find an appropriate motive...
So there's a goal: the soundtrack. There's the time, there's the inclination. But the distraction! Perhaps a monastic life for me. o_o
December 11th, 2005
|zeromus7||08:21 pm - Quick Link|
Christopher Walken recites The Raven
(thanks to Chris for the link!) :D
Current Mood: depressed
November 24th, 2005
It's been a long time since I've been on, and now I'm back to once again try and get my community going.
For today's Turkey Day, I happened upon a lovely and dark poem that I hope you will all enjoy.
by Edward Thomas
Rain, midnight rain, nothing but the wild rain
On this bleak hut, and solitude, and me
Remembering again that I shall die
And neither hear the rain nor give it thanks
For washing me cleaner than I have been
Since I was born into this solitude.
Blessed are the dead that the rain rains upon:
But here I pray that none whom once I loved
Is dying to-night or lying still awake
Solitary, listening to the rain,
Either in pain or thus in sympathy
Helpless among the living and the dead,
Like a cold water among broken reeds,
Myriads of broken reeds all still and stiff,
Like me who have no love which this wild rain
Has not dissolved except the love of death,
If love it be towards what is perfect and
Cannot, the tempest tells me, disappoint.
There has been a lack of rain here lately... and the cold is coming upon us.
Does the change of season brighten your soul or bring you down?
Me, I love everything opposite summer. :P
Current Mood: hopeful
Current Music: Megadeth - Hangar 18
September 1st, 2004
|zeromus7||05:24 pm - Poem of the Week/Day|
( DarknessCollapse )
Current Mood: peaceful
Current Music: Arcana - Boss Battle
August 30th, 2004
|zeromus7||03:58 pm - Poem of the Week/Day|
by Charlotte Brontë
Life, believe, is not a dream
So dark as sages say;
Oft a little morning rain
Foretells a pleasant day.
Sometimes there are clouds of gloom,
But these are transient all;
If the shower will make the roses bloom,
O why lament its fall ?
Life's sunny hours flit by,
Enjoy them as they fly !
What though Death at times steps in
And calls our Best away ?
What though sorrow seems to win,
O'er hope, a heavy sway ?
Yet hope again elastic springs,
Unconquered, though she fell;
Still buoyant are her golden wings,
Still strong to bear us well.
The day of trial bear,
For gloriously, victoriously,
Can courage quell despair !
Current Mood: calm
Current Music: www.homestarrunner.com
August 25th, 2004
|zeromus7||11:37 am - In honor of the coming season...|
by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Thou comest, Autumn, heralded by the rain,
With banners, by great gales incessant fanned,
Brighter than brightest silks of Samarcand,
And stately oxen harnessed to thy wain!
Thou standest, like imperial Charlemagne,
Upon thy bridge of gold; thy royal hand
Outstretched with benedictions o'er the land,
Blessing the farms through all thy vast domain!
Thy shield is the red harvest moon, suspended
So long beneath the heaven's o'er-hanging eaves;
Thy steps are by the farmer's prayers attended;
Like flames upon an altar shine the sheaves;
And, following thee, in thy ovation splendid,
Thine almoner, the wind, scatters the golden leaves!
Current Mood: grateful
Current Music: Nathan's playing Lufia!
August 24th, 2004
|zeromus7||09:34 am - Another Morning Poem|
Hours Continuing Long
by Walt Whitman
HOURS continuing long, sore and heavy-hearted,
Hours of the dusk, when I withdraw to a lonesome and unfrequented
spot, seating myself, leaning my face in my hands;
Hours sleepless, deep in the night, when I go forth, speeding swiftly
the country roads, or through the city streets, or pacing miles
and miles, stifling plaintive cries;
Hours discouraged, distracted--for the one I cannot content myself
without, soon I saw him content himself without me;
Hours when I am forgotten, (O weeks and months are passing, but I
believe I am never to forget!)
Sullen and suffering hours! (I am ashamed--but it is useless--I am
what I am;)
Hours of my torment--I wonder if other men ever have the like, out of
the like feelings?
Is there even one other like me--distracted--his friend, his lover,
lost to him?
Is he too as I am now? Does he still rise in the morning, dejected,
thinking who is lost to him? and at night, awaking, think who
Does he too harbor his friendship silent and endless? harbor his
anguish and passion?
Does some stray reminder, or the casual mention of a name, bring the
fit back upon him, taciturn and deprest?
Does he see himself reflected in me? In these hours, does he see the
face of his hours reflected?
Current Mood: geeky
Current Music: Soul Blazer - Leo's Painting
August 22nd, 2004
|zeromus7||11:16 am - On a poem kick... in the search for content...|
Gather Ye Roses - Robert Louis Stevenson
Gather ye roses while ye may,
Old time is still a-flying;
A world where beauty fleets away
Is no world for denying.
Come lads and lasses, fall to play
Lose no more time in sighing
The very flowers you pluck to-day
To-morrow will be dying;
And all the flowers are crying,
And all the leaves have tongues to say,-
Gather ye roses while ye may.
Current Mood: five white russian hangover
Current Music: Act Raiser - Northwall
August 21st, 2004
|zeromus7||09:10 pm - Another classic poem...|
Just posting this kind of stuff for now, since I'm lame with content.
( The RavenCollapse )
My employment at Michael's will certainly help my creative side blossom. And I get 25% off! Weee! Anyone need art supplies starting September 12th?
Current Mood: high
Current Music: 7th Saga - World 1
August 17th, 2004
In case my writing wasn't cool enough, maybe this will be. :D
Found that perusing through a random person's site. Fun! Don't hurt yourself by staring at it too long.
For any greeeeeeen-smokers out there, do you believe it hinders or helps your creativity?
Current Mood: high
Current Music: Final Fantasy Mystic Quest - Bone Desert