qp|| A Simplistic Future, With Endless Possibilities, Meditating, With Each And Every Tree. |||+|||
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qp|| Choosing Clarity, Choosing Peace, Enjoying The Sublime Truth Of Beautiful Tranquility. |||+|||
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So.
Thereās Another One. I Was Worried If Thus One Was Going To Sound Alright Or Not.
When You Record Something, It Seems After Youāve Spent A Little Bit Of Time Building It. Itās Good To Go. At Least Thatās How You Initially Feel Right After You Record It. I Try To Do Everything In One Take. Sometimes It Takes A Few Quick Tries And It Works Out.
But!, Recording And Playing Is Much Different Than Analyzing It During Playback. Looking For Mistakes. Or Wondering If It Sounds Even Okay. In The End Itās All Fun Either Way.
Whatās Funny Is, Nothing Is Ever Good Enough. Soā¦, You Keep Playing. Always Searching For Something Without A Name. A Frequency. A Vibration. A Voice. A Ghost. A Graveyard. A Tombstone.
Okokok, Maybe Not A Tombstone.
That Would Be Jus Weird.
N e Hoo.
As Always, Any Review Is A Good Review. Discover The Rolling Stone Magazine In You!.
And Hate Me (!!!).
Wait!.., Noā¦, Enough People Hate Me Enough Already. How About, Be Polite And Honest?.
Blah Blah!.
Keeps It Cools!.
I Might Record Another One Today.
Hopefully (!!!).
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qp|| May Movies Reflect Your Heart, May Songās Reflect Your Circuits Of Energy, In The Sea?. |||+|||
qp|| You Can Bury Treasure, Coins, Or A Body, But!, In No Way, Can You Bury A Memory. |||+|||
So.
Iāve Been Spending The First Half Of Thus Weekend Having A Deep, Insightful Conversation With My Voices. I Asked My Last Psychologist, (Very Professional And Hopeful), I Asked Her, While I Was Dealing With Uncontrollable Forces Completely Out Of My Hands. If It Would Be Okay, (While I Was By Myself Enjoying Nature), If It Would Be Okay To Talk To My Voices Outwardly. She Politely Laughed And Said, āYes, Of Courseā.
It Was Like A Heavy Weight On My Shoulders Was Lifted.
Not Only Did She Not Try To Ridicule Me, Hiding Behind Some Glass Of Education. She Accepted To Grant My Wishes To Seek Some Closure On The Reality Of The Fact That These Voices May Actually Come From Outside Of Myself. Maybe Not Her Full Intention. And I Give No Blame To Her For My Personal Beliefs. All That Was Built On That Day Was Absolute Trust From Me To Her.
N e Hoo.
I Have Quietly, Modestly, Openly Have Been Speaking. And As The Night Gives Shadows On Thus Side Of The Earth. I Will Put Focus Back Into Playing Music. Spent The Day Relaxing In All Actuality. Which Shouldnāt Be Said, But!, No Reason For Shame In Resting.
Weird That, That Is Even Possible.
Music Soon (!!!).
Wellā¦, Maybe Not Soon Soonā¦, Maybe, Soon, Soon, Soon?.., Maybe Soon, Soon, Soon, Soon, Soon, Soon?.
It Shall Be Soon Enough Either Way.
Patience Grasshopper (!!!).
So.
Thereās The Seventh One. I Woke Up Early Thus Morning. Slept Like I Was In My Second Coma. Got Paid. Got All Day To Try And Record Another One. Kinda Enjoying Some Of My Favorite Albums Growing Up Right Now. And I Discovered About 30-ish New Effects On The Keyboard.
Donāt Ask Me How I Didnāt Realize That There Were That Many Sounds I Didnāt Know Existed.
Might See If Any Of Them Will Sound Good With The Track Iām On Now. Creatively And Such.
Iām Still Undecided On How I Need To Focus To Get Vocals In The Mix.
I Need To Investigate More Instead Of Slightly Rushing To Get It Recorded. Iāve Been That Way Since I Picked Up My First Guitar. All Of It Is A Mystery To Me Still.
I Practice, While Iām Creating, Building A Song Of Sorts, I Go As Far As I Think I Am Able Too.
And Then!, Quickly Record It Before I Lose The Heartbeat Of The Song.
Weird, Unusual, Strange, Collectively Odd?.
Keep An Eye Out Today Though!. I Might Have Some More Diamonds Up My Sleeve (!!!).
Noā¦, No No No No No, Metaphorical Diamonds. Not For A Hand In Marriage!.
You Gals, Guys, Young Adults, And Aliens Are Weird (!!!).
So.
Itās Been A Fairly Decent Day So Far. Kinda Currently Working On Some Quick Ideaās. Enjoying The Space The Clinic Has Given Me Without Interrupting My Artistic Side. Can I Say That?. Am I Really An Artist?. N e Hoo. I Learned In The Last Few Days, That When I Run Out Of Cash, I Run Out Of Consciousness. Which Jus Means, I Try To Sleep. And Succeed Triumphantly Within My Isolation. Which In All Reality, Useful For Me, Since I Rarely Rest.
I May Find Myself Walking To The Shops Tomorrow. Might Awaken Some Sleeping Molecules In My Mind & Body. What Are Molecules Anyways?. Do They Sleep?. Should I Say Particles Instead?. Neurons?. I Am SoO0ā¦, Confused (!!!). WHATās INSIDE OF ME (?!?).
Okokok, Iām Kidding Kinda. I Donāt Know The Terms For Living Beingās Inside Of Living Beingās Is. Unless Itās Some Sort Of Parasite. Which Isā¦, Unbelievably Grotesque. So I Wonāt Name Nameās. Hereās Looking At You TAPEWORM!.
Donāt Look It Up. I Promise Youāll Hate Me After You Do.
Seriously Uncool. I Remember Studying Those Guys, Alongside Other Parasites When I Was Much Younger. After The Band T00Lās Vocalist Said, He Was Going To Name That Band, Tapeworm. Like It Was The Bandās First Sketches On Working Professionally.
I Was Like, āOoooh What Is A Tapeworm, Sounds Interestingā!.
Long Story Short, I Had To Focus On More Important Things.
Thanks MAYNARD!. (Sarcasm). Unless He Feels Like Giving Me His Guitar.
Then I Will Detach The Sarcasm From My Heart. . .
I May Release Another Recording. I May Not. Today Must Beā¦, A WORK OF ART (!!!).
But!, Not By Vincent van Gogh.
But!, (By) Meee (!!!).
SoO0ā¦, We Shall See!. . .
qp|| Remember Within The Storms As They Pass Through, Perfectionā¦, Is Inside Of You. |||+|||
N e Hoo.
I Was Up Almost All Of The Night Basically Playing Music With Headphones. It Came With The Piano. And Anytime I Try To Block Out The Noise From The World, The Headphones Work Very Well. Which, Wellā¦, In All Reality, Is Already Known By The Entire Planet.
Also It Keeps The Neighbors From Complaining. Although!, I Have Sang Along To Many Songās During The Day Here. And Not One Single Person Has Complained. Which Really Gives Alot Of Trust To Those I Live Near. SoO0ā¦, I Respect The Midnight Hours And Keep Quiet.
Hmm. . .
Iām Weird.
That Last Song Posted, Was An Attempt At Something I Never Tried Before.
Hope You Gals, Guys, Young Adults, And Aliens Loved It (!!!).
If Notā¦, Wellā¦, IāM SORRY (???).
Didnāt DEMI LOVATO Come Up With, āSORRY NOT SORRYā?.
Sheās Cute.
Okokok,
I Shall Return (!!!).
N e Hoo.
Been A Great Day And Night So Far. I May Throw One More Recording Out Here. . .
I May Not. Itās Depending On Where My Mind Decides To Go Really. . .
Thus Universe Is Finding So Many Avenues To Make Collective Connections. That Itās Almost Impossible To Be Bored. Even Troubles Can Keep Your Mind From Wandering Into Nonsense.
Took A Walk Earlier, Picked Up Some Soup. A Small Bag Of Snacks. And A Vape Pen Thing. Honestly Donāt Know What To Call It. And I Canāt Find A Picture Of It Online. It Must Be A Rare Treasure Full Of Goodies (!!!).
Hush!, Itās A Cool Word.
Mmm Goodies (!!!).
Okokok, Iām Kidding. See How It Worksā¦, No Way To Get Bored. Unless!.., Youāre In A Waiting Room. And Blah Blah Blah, Controlling The Puppets. Like Only A Puppet Master Can.
Strange Movie The Puppet Master. Saw Pieces Of It Long, Long, Long Ago. Was Sincerely Confused.
N e Hoo (Part 2). . .
I Enjoyed Doing That Last Track I Posted. It Was Late Night, Early Morning. And No Neighbor Rushed To Shut Me Up. Iām Really Digging My Apartment. Kinda Waiting For The Bad Stuff To Begin Happening. Always Seems Like There Is Something At The End Of Rest.
Either Or!, Thereās Music To Record (!!!).
See Ya Soon, Women, Men, Young Adults, And Aliens (!!!).
qp|| The Future In The Present With The Order To Erase The Bad Memories Of The Past. |||+|||
qp|| You Either Hold Tight To Who You Once Were, Or You Let It All Go And Begin Again. |||+|||
qp|| Let Not Be Troubled, Like The Leaves On A Tree, Count Every Beautiful Thing That You See. |||+|||
qp|| Find Pure Justification In Honest Hope, Seeking For The True Lens Inside Of Valuable Clarity. |||+|||
qp|| Donāt Hide Or Run Away From Your āflawsā, That Is What Makes You So Brilliantly Unique!. |||+|||