Manchester Orchestra- Colly Strings
I had to turn off all of the lights and put a hood up for this one. I turned on some music that you didn’t even know existed. This will get deep. I haven’t put any thought into this post. I also haven’t created any fresh, original content in a while so I figured we would try something out.
More after the jump
in nomeni patri et fili spiritus sancti
It’s that time again. Yesterday, some of you were walking around with ash on your head to celebrate the life of Jesus. For others, this is a time for you to judge the stupid who get their pores clogged by some old man in goofy pajamas.
I like the time of Lent. It’s like a second shot at your New Year’s Resolution. I don’t usually make New Year’s Resolutions or follow Lent. I think they are both reasons to be an asshole the rest of the year. Or a good excuse to be let down. Religion shouldn’t be a failsafe to being a jerk off. You can’t stop cursing and eating meat on Fridays for 6 weeks and go to heaven. I won’t believe that nonsense.
The more I write this website, the more people have been coming to me in private for help with their issues. It’s really cool. I wish these people would comment publicly but I do tend to talk about very personal issues and it is completely understandable why people do not want their dirty laundry aired out on the internet.
I think the most peculiar thing is that when I talk about love, most people immediately bring up heart-break. Their mind goes immediately to the pain. Why? Because there is no scar for happiness.
One topic that came up quite frequently is how people tend to build walls to keep people out of their head or heart for fear or shame of being hurt or rejected. I feel like that sentence was a grammar catastrophe but I still like it.
I digress…it is a completely logical thing to build walls after having trouble in past relationships. After you are hurt in the past, you make it harder to be hurt in the future by isolating in the present.
I am a big opponent of wall building because people overdose on walls thus keeping everyone at arm’s length due to fear of what other people had done to them and then prevent future human interaction and connections.
We will talk more about this paradox after the jump.
Since the New Year’s my self-reflection has kept me out of life-participation. The only things I have been doing is performing stand up comedy. And my mood has reflected my act. After my set at the Comic Strip last night, many comics said “Dude, you’re way too dark.”
I think a big issue for me is that I only accept the love that I think I deserve. Which in actuality is very little to none. It’s been said that Hugh Murray has never had a faithful girlfriend. It’s also been said that I’ve tossed many-a-girl aside in favor for a hotter sluttier girl. Whoops.
I’m about to drop some more information from something that I have read. I don’t want to always hear an awesome thing someone else created and then reflect on it and then post it, but a wise girl quoted Chuck Palahniuk to me today and said “Nothing of me is original. I am the combined effort of everyone I have ever known.”
So fuck it. Thanks, Jules.