moon

wow i am so tired.

t’was a really intense weekend for me.
drumzout on saturday night (we won, thanks everyone:D)
and after that i headed down to scotts place to get wasted, and then went home, showered and went downstairs for a while to meet brr (while i was bloody wasted, bad idea).
sent brr off in a cab, then crashed til about 1pm. then went for busking in town.

and today im filming in phuas place for camlighting class.
tired as hell.

nice one. cockjob.

patched

a thousand thousand

fighting the wars of fathers, wait
do you hear that sound?
remember this body holds me
i fight alone

love is the scars on your knees, no
the tumour of my sisters soul
im choosing to be here by you
hold hold hold me

choosing to be reversed
have you gone insane?
repeat the thousand thousand
the thousand the thousand

for life for life for life for life for life

yes, i forget.

c

yknw,

i look back at older posts from older blogs sometimes just to see how much i’ve changed.
and its pretty surprising how i can change so much in such a short time. really.

and then i wonder, how much more will i change before i reach the end of my life?
and i ponder, if there is a heaven, will i be the same forever, never changing?

because i wouldnt want that.
stagnation to me, is as good as just saying i dont exist anymore.
because if i dont change, i dont make an impact.
if i dont make an impact, i dont exist.
if i dont exist, well, i dont exist.

hi my name is larris.
i love god, but i hate church (right now).
life is pleasant, but ominous in a way.
i think too much, but speak too little about it.

i like chili and chocolate and good music.

i love making friends, though sometimes i’m not good at keeping them.
but hey, everyone has their flaws right?

i love the guitar.

honesty.
is.
the.
way.
to.
go.

i could be at so many different places, but i choose to stay.

end of verbal unload.

verfor;

the funny thing about life is that you never know what hits you.

i pray dead god, that your paradise would never bore me.

yup. i hate boredom. it kills the soul.
i hate the concept of death because of what i anticipate after it.
imagine an eternity of just existing.
or worse still, deletion.

perhaps that is why death is feared so much by us, because we fear what happens after that. it sucks.

i’d give everything to watch the universe unfold with you, but then i’m afraid i’ll fall asleep halfway.

burp

i have come to the conclusion that viceroy ice and behemoth go way too well together.

help me, and we’ll light up the skies.

becauses;

try sitting outside level 8 with nothing to do, and listen to album leaf while you’re at it.

leafs and toe;

im sick of this.

i really want to write some stuff, but i have no time.
i dont even have the time to pick up my guitar, much less plug it in. MUCH less meet up with keith.

my life now.
as much as i hate to say it.

is pretty fucking bleak.

thank god i have you.

last warning;

i saw his (my) throne, change from something glorious into something decrepit.

i saw him (myself) giving up, and letting go.
i saw him (myself) turn away.
i saw him (myself) working against everything.
i saw him (myself) sing a new somber tune.
i saw him (myself) sitting on that decrepit throne.

last night,
i dreamt i was satan.

i saw myself (him), afraid.