This one I plan to have a long instrumental build in, then the verse when it’s time, then I’ll play it out. There’s not a lot of words in this one. I didn’t feel like adding anything to it would improve it. It’s a change of pace, too! Stay tuned for when I have time to do something about it.
we were young
we saw things as they were
we held our breath and wondered how
they soared above the treetops, now
we think we know
we tore the curtain down
we know what happens to our bones
they’re laughing in the catacombs below
oh, we know
Update: It has a tentative name likely to stick, The Curtain!
On a whim, I thought of what I want done with my body when I die, which hopefully isn’t for another half century or more, but who’s to say? Since I’m sure wordpress will be around for that long, I’m putting it on here.
I hereby request to, upon my death, be interred in perpetuity in one of the following three ways, the first being preferred if at all possible at the time of my death, followed by the second, and then the third.
1. Put me in a tiny little rocket box and fire me off into the universe in a random direction. Maybe directed at a distant galaxy…
2. Bury me in a biodegradable shroud and plant a tree over me. Do not use any formaldehyde or non-biodegradable chemicals to preserve my body. I’m dead, I’m gonna get worse looking, just accept it. I prefer a place where the root system won’t disturb nearby graves, so something outside a designated public graveyard would be great. It probably shouldn’t be a fruit tree, since it might feel a little weird to eat fruit from it. On second thought, go ahead and make it a fruit tree. But pick something like apples at least. Or oranges, if the climate is right. Oranges are awesome.
3. If neither the rocket nor the tree burial can be worked out, cremate me and spread me over the Pacific. Anywhere is fine, since I’ll likely cover parts of the whole ocean floor at some point.
Oh music… so beautiful a thing to have been made by so primitive a species. Truly one of our greatest accomplishments as humankind is our discovery, our mastery, of music. To hear a beautiful melody is one of the purest pleasures in life.
“An aging flower child and multi-billionaire, who is a born-again and very zealous Christian, decides to invest his enormous wealth into creating a tropical paradise in a giant dome. It is meant to recreate the biblical garden of Eden, where it will be home to a select few people, who will live as Adam and Eve did: nude, free from sin and shame, and totally committed to a life of naturalism and peace. Things go well, but not for long…”
Stay tuned for the release of the book itself – when it’s done, hopefully by November 30th, I’ll put the whole thing up here, each chapter with its own page.
National Novel Writing Month, or NaNoWriMo, takes place from November 1st to November 30th. The goal is to start fresh and write an entire 50k+ word novel in one month.
I’m doing it, and I hope you all will, too. There’s nothing like writing a story to keep your brain active and test your creative limits. I’ll be posting my progress here as well as on the official site, nanowrimo.org.
What will my book be about? Well, that’s something I’ll have to figure out before November 1st. Good luck to all participating!
rhythms of rhyme and reason
infinity in the ocean void
flowers falling around your feet
falling through the silver rings
one after another
into the rushing river beneath the earth
and there they wrought life itself
from the very energy of existence
from the very existence of energy