Friday, August 6, 2010

Growing up

I think

that as you grow older

it appears you have to remain

overwhelmingly optimistic.

-Why?-

you may ask,

because I think

as a young kid

the only thing you know about artists

is people who've had success and luck

in their life.

Famous

artists.

Not

the local artists who runs

the local art gallery.

The only thing you might know musicians

are Justin Bieber

or

iPods.

Not

the band playing at your local club

or

the music festivals happening on Saturday.

As a kid

the only things and people you know

are successful and famous

at what they do.

But as you grow older

you realise

that not every good writer

becomes

Jackie French or Morris Gleitzman.

And not every great actor

becomes

Angelina Jolie or Mel Gibson.

You can be absolutely AWESOME at what you do

but there is only one of you

and so many of the others just like you

that if you don't end up

one of the lucky ones

just know

that you're special

(trust me, I'm not trying to play the psychologist, even if you're an adulterer, murderer, thief or just plain loser, you're still special. [This DOES NOT mean I approve of what you're doing in your life!!!!!!])

and support those who've really got talent.

Not the overrated American singer

but the fair dinkum Australian guitarist.

Thursday, August 5, 2010

Shadows

Some things are like a shadow

an essence

of something

but not

the real

full

thing.

Like

if you are listening to music

and your earphones are

emitting music alright-ly

That's all very well

but

if you push the earphones into your ears

real hard

then you can feel

the

full

being, the music

coursing round your head.

I sometimes think that life

is just a shadow of what to come

but

maybe

not.

You may be wondering why

I've stopped making references to my private life

it's not because my life's gotten boring

nor because

I do not wish you to know about my private life

it's just because

I don't feel like it.

-Moustaches stalking off to bed-


Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Sorry about yesterday

I have MANY problems with my blog.

One,

my thoughts

can't actually be objected

because I'm the one who does all the posting.

Two,

different, being different on purpose

is being attention seeking

and my blog is different.

That's it.

I just want to crawl into a hole and not come out again.

You may be thinking-

-This girl is severely depressed, she needs to see a counselor-

or

-That's alright, people have their ups and downs-

or something else.

But I don't care

because

I'm sad.

Monday, August 2, 2010

Discrimination against old songs

Have you ever heard of someone dis-sing a song

by saying something like

-That is so old!-

or

-How old are these songs?-

So

what is actually wrong with

an old song?

I suppose it's just because

it's not on the charts anymore

cos it's old

making it appear less popular

therefore not as good.

I enjoy listening to old songs

NOT

Mozart's 5th Symphony or something from the 18th century

but maybe

songs only 3-1 years old.

What's wrong with that?

Even if it was a chart topper 3 years ago

people still dis it

because it's old.

It's called discrimination against old songs.

Sunday, August 1, 2010

Time

Time is a tricky topic.

Humans think they can control it by using a calendar system

but honestly

it can't be tamed

'time' as we call clocks, calendars. etc. is human made.

I've noticed

that time only passes for me

when those around me change.

So if people stop aging and I stop growing and I stay at school forever

even if it goes on for a decade

it wont matter

because time hasn't really passed for me

when no one around me's been affected.

Fortunately in reality,

this is not the case

or is it?