In misery's absence

Misery's flight unexpected though it was, deep relief it brought, how long we shall be apart I know not, nor do I wish to guess, less I provoke her return prematurely. I shall miss her icy touch and her dark cold passion ever so little. For though we were at odds, still she loved me so.

Our parting was sudden,
She left before the sunrise,
On a friday it happened,
And without even goodbye,

And now it's a monday, her presence I feel no more, save the questions her absence has borne,

Am I miserable? No, I feel a joy beyond explanation,
Am I alone? Yes, however I have always been even when she was with me,
Am I at peace? No, for this corporeal world will never bring me peace,

She has left me with questions far to difficult for any man to put into words, questions in the form of feelings and emotions that mortal man has no words to hold in existance.

These questions are buried in me, and their truths shall be known when the time is right, perhaps, or they are questions that need no answers. It will be left to be seen.

In Christ

Tristan D.

More of me... In pieces... Misery does not love company, she loves only me!

Me, Myself and I, are foes you see,
Chained together, never to be free,
With tooth and nail each day we fight,
Till the world in fullness sees our plight,

A torn mess we have become,
A fractured soul we have been made,
Despairs oh my soul for it was wrought in battle,
Upon the battlefront within my heart,

And here we are to be heard,
To be seen by the world
Aware not awake; breathing yet dead,
A statue of living stone from this hollow head,

Misery and I have had a long and truly trying relationship, we've know each other for years now. To say I know her well would be an understatement to say the least, she loves me deeply and her fondness for causing me to be miserable shows, she is my lover and friend without whom my life would have no strife, nor would it have meaning.
From the the strife and pain she causes I burn to become purer, like a diamond in a furnace. She has said with me through thick and thin never leaving me, never parting from my heart.
And though at times I wish her to go, in my heart I know without her I would become the man I never want to be. So thank you misery for loving me so...
Misery doesn't love company, she love me.

In Christ

Tristan D.

It's been awhile?

*listening to the sounds of Good Charlotte ~ The Anthem *

It truly has been awhile!

I haven't like posted in 9 days... which reminds me of that song
Absolutely (The Story of A Girl) by Nine Days, pretty good song and so was their second one If I Am, but nothing really came of that band, it's sad when there are people all over the world who just don't and in some cases can't and won't appreciate good music, for example there's my dad...

Whenever I play Open Your Eyes ~ Alter Bridge he'll go, turn that tin pan rubbish off and his hand will instinctively reach for the volume control even though the song's barely a whisper, and it's the same for so many of the songs our generation, I figure old people don't know how to listen to the words of the songs that we're producing today,

If you'd ever listened to an oldie you'd find that they generally have very little consequential meaning, the basic oldie is about things like summer, love, and rain. Which is very unlike the music of today, where so many songs are extremely political, some are filled with despair, others filled with hope, some detest love and others embrace it wholly, the songs of today reflect the hearts of people,

However when I say songs, I’m not counting stuff like pop, Britney Spears and Justin Timberlake just to name a few couldn’t write about anything intelligent even if they expired every cell in their, for a lack of a better word “brain”, she’s to busy “Doin somethin” to do much else, its either that or she’s running around half naked and getting pregnant before being married. And he’s too busy trying to get girls naked in his songs (fat chance Richard Cranium).

No, no, pop is definitely not even a form of music; it’s more like a hybrid form of frenzy inducing noise. If only the forefathers of music could hear what these pop fellows are doing to their music I think they’d turn over in their graves. I pity the masses so suckered into pop music, it so bad that sometimes I think it borders on the imbecilic, and it would be extremely laughable save for the numbers so sadly entrenched in the faux music that is pop.

You want music that means something, bands like U2, The Gun & Roses, Metallica, Staind, Lifehouse, Planet Shakers, musicians like Alanis Morrisette, Norah Jones, just to name a few. These are people of quality, not quantity.

Change the music you listen to before it’s too late…

In Christ

Tristan D.