Sunday, May 18, 2008

Down

A new song... about many people...

Start wherever, something clever
Like the stars up in the sky
Didn't miss our first kiss
Like you said you saw me cry
Sitting, smoking, thinking, joking
Is that when you saw through me
I can't forget how we met
And the way things came to be
Build me up, tear me down
All these words won't make a sound
Fill me up, I'll overflow
And leave me with nowhere to go
Build me up, tear me down
All these words don't shift your ground
Pick me up, let me go
Too many things we'll never know
Not together, for forever
If that ever rolls around
Here without you, all about you
I know that you hate that sound
But I can't stop what I am not
What I never could be
Even never can't last forever
So where does that leave you and me
Build me up, tear me down
All these words won't make a sound
Fill me up, I'll overflow
And leave me with nowhere to go
Build me up, tear me down
All these words don't shake your ground
Pick me up, let me go
Too many things we'll never know

Friday, May 16, 2008

I talk in math

GIRL:
There are two colours in my head.
There's a gap in between;
Because we separate.
That's a strange mistake to make.
I am up in the clouds and can't come down.
Watching all the ground beneath me drop.
I've given all I can, it's not enough.

BOY:
That there, that's not me.
Just cause you feel it doesn't mean it's there.
Go and tell the king that the sky is falling in, when it's not.
You are not to blame for bittersweet distractors.
This is how I'm saying goodbye, cause I can't do it face to face.

GIRL:
I got the message I can't read; another message I can't read.

BOY:
You're living in a fantasy world.
Your future's bleak.

GIRL:
I don't wanna be your friend; I just wanna be your lover.

BOY:
No matter how it ends?
No matter how it starts?
When you go forwards, I go backwards

GIRL:
And somewhere we will meet.
You are all I need!
You and no one else.

BOY:
Please could you stop the noise!
You do it to yourself; that's why it really hurts.

GIRL:
You will be the one who cannot talk.
That's it sir, you're leaving?
Give me sunshine, make me happy!
And if I could be who you wanted all the time?

BOY:
Nice dream.
I couldn't look you in the eye.
I don't belong here.
I spoke too soon.

GIRL:
I wish I was bulletproof.
What would I do if I did not have you?

BOY:
Go to sleep.

Saturday, May 10, 2008

Writer's Error

Section from a new piece I'm working on...

I was wrong, there is a One. A lonely me. This book is about me and only me; interactions from my life. Unique irises and fingerprints make cameos, but I will not pretend to understand or know their experiences and feelings. ‘I’m not who you think I am,’ is merely a fact relevant and true to any two people at any time. We are shaped by life experiences, and our life experiences are shaped by human interaction. Our minds make assumptions, or draw conclusions based on past experiences. No matter how convincing an argument, inevitably what we say will fall victim to our listener’s past experiences. Not only that, our arguments are victims of our own pasts. Does that mean I’m looking for a proof that doesn’t exist? Our whole lives are made up of contradiction. Is awareness of contradiction absolution from it? Perhaps convincing another oxygen sponge of something is all we have.

These are the set of factors which limit our ability to truly understand no another. But the main contributing factor is this. These 26 characters with 40 phonetic sounds are our limiting enemies.

My central example: “The only truth is that there is no truth.” I’d like to think this is true. I’m sure you can think of more, but the preceding paradox is proof of how powerfully pathetic our practice of proofs prove to present. No one will ever truly know anyone else. I think I’m good with that. I don’t think you’ll understand me by reading this. Just as with life, things will inevitably be left out. I can hope, however, that you’ll see yourself in some of my stories. Then I’ll inevitably say or do something that you won’t agree with. You’ll feel betrayed. Thought betrayal.