Calm Night with a Timid Day

All's well that end's well, or so it is said. Just not too entirely sure on what is supposed to be ending or beginning.

I'm not too overly concerned with my future, but I am enough to at least want to be doing something about it. I'm 23 years old and feeling like I'm still 19. That isn't good at all, but it's definitely able to be remedied. I have a steady job, stable car, decent financial set up, and I do hang out with friends, play music, watch films and sports, and game. So it's not as if I'm being a complete failure, but I'm just not moving forward.

I realize a college degree would be a positive step in the right direction, and I fully intend to take classes in the spring to finally begin my journey to that destination, but that is a goal that has never really given me fire. What I mean by that is simply it has never fully motivated me to push myself forward at 110%. Does this mean I am simply wasting my years away? I would like to think not. The fire that lights my passion (and has for the past four years) has been music and writing. I write poetry quite often and I play music at the same level of frequency. It's been a long standing goal and dream of mine to be a published author and a successful musician. I will eventually achieve these dreams, and I'll rejoice in the clouds they float upon. Until that day, I think I'll march forward much the same way I always have

Well I hope this hasn't been too boring for you, my faithful readers. Sure, there isn't much here of what I did all day, what my plans for the next day are, etc etc. The usual things you'd find in a blog or diary (seeing how that's what this is, in some ways). As I've stated, I find no reason to structure this. I simply write as I feel, and that is usually the most beautiful way to write. Goodnight friends; I hope your dreams are your realities.

Animal C(ruelty)ontrol, and other issues.

Well here I am, at 11:17PM on a Thursday night, pondering the many things this day has shown me. I have turned on The Devin Townsend Project (KI), and am sipping on some fine brew. Many things of thought, anger, frustration, simplicity and romance float through my head as if tomorrow comes at a turtles speed. I'm fine with this though; Perhaps it's time to be fine with the things in life that I simply must release the control I thought I had.

The day began with simple things such as breakfast, showering, some musical wanderings across the fretboard of my guitar. A friend of mine sent me a message via phone, asking if I can come be there for him and his fiance as they were about to go to a court hearing. The hearing pertained to the recent capture of their dog by our city's Animal Control (I would refer to them as our own little Gestapo, but my anger just can not handle being brought forth for the thousandth time this day). To wrap this up in a neat little bundle, the judge and city attorney (Gestapo) thought this animal was "vicious" and decided to have the poor pup put down. No, I shall use "murdered" for this context.

This whole event has brought forth the conditions in which our "Animal Adoption Center" currently forces its residents to live in. It's cruelty, something of a third world nation sort of condition. I shall blog more on that subject at a future date, but to give a small preview I intend to go back down there with a digi-cam, take photos, and send these photos and letters off to organizations such as PETA and news outlets from local to national. Call me a simpleton, but I simply can not stand for such treatment of animals. It's a simply screw up in our evolution that we somehow ordained ourselves the judges of when animals may live or die, when infact we are animals as well. We just happened to win the evolutionary race to get past our instincts (if you want to call what we have become a victory...).

If you have stuck with me this far, I applaud you and thank you. I have stated that I will rant on various subjects. Poliko has a strong heart and stubborn mind, and he will spill them forward like rivers through your eyes and minds. I'll leave you here, and if you resonate at all with my cause toward better conditions for Animal Adoption Centers, please voice your support, or simply rally for the cause in your own location. Goodnight, and good luck.

The Unsung

(Sidenote: first post here and I'm deciding to go poetic with it. Stick with me, this story gets better.)

Windows show more desecration than mirrors these days.
These times are trying, yet we must try to be trying to the times.
I have no clue where my clues are anymore,I simply press forward into the grand abyss of fate's morbid joke.
Please, spare me your flaunts of your mythological dogmas and saviors.
I have no desire to hear fairytales on this day.
My words are pretentiously meant for the Unsung, for those
Who have stories of grand illustration, yet no word ever reached paper.
Humanity has lost its connection with the common, the blissful,
The ever-so-meaningful mundane within our species.
We taunt the worlds other inhabitants with our "intellect",
Bestowing ourselves with the authority (unnaturally) to determine
When life can begin or end for the other species we room with here.
It's blasphemy, and of the true kind, not of your fairytale lords and ladies.
My love and care for humanity is hanging on by a sinew of hope,
But even that is tantamount to having belief in the love of death.
I have no more to give, nothing to spare to those currently breathing.
Those that meant the heart of our spirit are unknown or in the embrace of death.
The true irony of all my words, present here on this day,
Is this simple statement of self-realization:
Our spirit holds with the Unsung, yet if they were to be known,
The spirit itself would perish.
Stay silent, you unknown keepers of humanity,
And let us fall off our self-made cliffs.

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Well I hope you enjoyed that little poetical dabble. As stated in numerous places on this blog, it shall not all be poetry. No my friends, it's not a green field covered in rainbows and lollipops; this shall soon have harsh rambles of grand metaphoric and realistic design!