Everyone goes through rough times, some unimaginably tough, but to make them beautiful is to glorify them enough to get through them with senses intact...
the other option is to end up mush...
bring on the beauty...
I've been fortunate to have grown up around people who ride, otherwise I may never have known how awesome it truly is. Some of these peeps also happen to have amazing websites to document said amazingness. If you've never been on a bike I highly recommend it. But I can't say being a spectator is too shabby though either... enjoy, but maybe start in small dosages...
Hopefully you enjoy reading it as much I like writing it. May it make your mind creak. Book Two of the novel is on it's way...
To regret having met in the first place or not to regret it is the question... knowing you would have perhaps never been aware that there was such mental pain in store... you could have been left numb and shut to the world a few spans of time longer but before you escaped it but just by a breath, a ghost from nightmares knocks on the door... to regret or rejoice the sweetest of meetings that poisoned all the days to come... well that is the burning question... the unanswerable conundrum that puzzles the soul, the soul that should have likely been left alone to rot, out of touch and out of symmetry to bask in it's own glory of it's murky Neverwhere... but that's neither here nor there... and well, as with all plots it finally comes to an end and it gets the grand finale it truly deserves... a set of words that will be lost in the wide web of lies for all times to come as it will remain somewhere even once I am gone, this electronic spider's web of sprawling cravings for attention that will mean nothing in the end and will never change a single thing... that's the burial this meeting deserves.
Pinned me down, found me,
located the pillars to my world's gates,
you dominated my childhood,
you wrote it over with your story,
now I'll never be the same,
you made me love you,
and lust you through and through,
you gave it all making sure I knew all I was missing,
now forever achingly sick with it,
but I cherish your face,
here embalmed in all my disgrace,
the throne got tipped,
shift of willpower,
but I would never regret it, even a bit,
at least you know where to find me,
waiting as always here I'll be.
Get into the mood as I brood, Vampira's Lot, your attention is got, enter rain clouds and storms that hurt till it's numb... if there was no drama would it be any fun?
It may look easy but man is it daunting when you first are learning to take off (even slowly) on a motorcycle. Then it starts to grow on you and then you feel 1000 feet tall! My bro has been riding since high school and really knows his stuff and how to make you take the right baby steps and I'd HIGHLY recommend getting on a bike if you've never tried it. Don't dive all at once, just start as a passenger and go on the highways etc. with an experienced rider and it gets you totally comfortable. I happen to feel more cozy on a bike flying than in a car but that's just me haha. Last night I got the jacket on etc. and I wasn't just a passenger this time but started the bike myself a few times. I'm super stoked and will get two bikes once we have licenses and I've already put aside the moula for them (Trev wants a Ninja and I want a Yamaha R3 as a starter). I also happened to see a few females on bikes we passed on the roads which was super cool. Had to share just cuz!
Went to see Iron Maiden with the bro and I put together a little youtube playlist with lots of clips from last night's show at the Molson Amphitheatre. We had great seats and I was literally dead centre which was a treat! As always Maiden delivered 110% and Bruce told us that they played Toronto twice on this tour (The Book of Souls) which is amazing! I really liked Ghost too, they are dark yet melodic. Also a cool tidbit is that a kid beside us caught Nicko's drumstick and he's also a drummer so that made his year (I couldn't resist getting a photo as we've never had anything come so close to us from the stage so was pretty memorable). There were tons of young kids there who were fans which just blows my mind. Overall it was the best gift for my birthday I've had that's for sure. (added more footage 17 July 17)
I always appreciate anyone who likes my stuff but it's very cool when people read my poetry book. That aspect of my writing comes from a very different place than the day to day routine and I think it's good to look at the darkness and find it's beauty to perhaps understand better it's pull...
If you are on Smashwords there is a free download of The Book of Past for the month of July or grab it off this site as a thank you for stopping by.
When you deal with the darkest of the dark and the most lit any eye could ever stand you tend to get intense when writing a story too... this one is headed to dark places and I've just added another chapter called "Hollywand". I did change just a few things on earlier chapters (very minor) for continuity. Enjoy a free download as I write, as a thank you for checking out my site. What is a writer without an audience to experience it?