Monday, August 31, 2009

She's Lost Control

Recently the world's been spinning without a second for the breathing part. I've started to wonder how anyone manages to make it through life without being an artist. Is it possible that artists are the only people that feel the need to express themselves in a way that is mostly magic, partly insincere, and often condescending?

Often times i feel it crumbling before my eyes, right through my fingers, and i'm unable to catch it, or even define what it is. i find it hard to relate with people who are not artists. And even more so, i don't consider all artists on an even plain... In no way do i consider myself stuck up, i guess i am elitist at times, but i love those that are willing.

Drinking, i have found a way to release myself, i may not be the artist that i once was, but if you want to hear about it, i have some ideas... the drunken ramblings of a mad woman may be slightly too much right now...

And speaking of madness......

Today's song is brought to you by the best ever Joy Division. If you are not familiar with them, I highly recommend that you go buy "Unknown Pleasures," or christ, even the best of, Joy Division is what dreams are made of, and in his short life, Ian Curtis became a god. Okay, that's enough from me...