Monday, December 31, 2012

It's New Years Eve, Get Wasted!

“The key to a good life: Excess in Moderation. They'll tell you that moderation is the key to life but that's bullshit. Excess in moderation. Don't drink a few beers everyday after work. Wait 'til the end of the month and drink all the beers at once. Get completely soused. Don't get a $20 crackwhore on a whim. Save up and then get the $1,500 Heidi Fleiss high class call girl on new years eve and wake up with a damn good story. Don't eat the stem of the mushroom and see a few colors. Eat the whole bag and see god. Just don't do it everyday. If you practice in moderation you'll never get the full effect. And don't ever learn from other peoples mistakes. That's the worst advice you could get. Cause other people might have fucked it up, and you could be the one guy who can do it right, and be a hero for all of us. And finally, fuck someone uglier than you. Every now and then. Even if they don't deserve it, because that makes people happy. It stays with you for a lifetime.”

Doug Stanhope

Tonight, be excessive. Be brave.
Daring Crazy Alive Free
higH drunK

Be younger than what you are.

Later Days 

Sunday, December 30, 2012

The Ship Of Theseus

Oh God, I've suddenly become so disenchanted with this infant love.

I know I have a subtle problem of letting people go, so that could come in handy for you, or be harmful to me.
Nothing to live for...biggest heartbreak..all these things scatter across my mind when I think of you leaving, but it's just the dramatics in me.

10 years ago, I was 10. I had so much more Sun in me than now.
5 years ago, I was 15. I had too much lust in me.
3 years ago, I was 17. I have the same amount of adventure in me that I do today.
2 years ago, I was 18, falling in and out of belief.

Now, it's restless nights becoming restless years.

Who I was even a month ago, is not the same Dominick of today and it's really tragic because it's normal. Not just for me either, for anybody, and I can say that's a fact.

If I took off all my tattoos and replaced them with different memories, am I still the same the fuck up?

(Side note, I think that it's really crazy that I actually talk like this, when I choose to actually speak)

It's the Ship of Theseus in our lives. The everything is a-changing!

Later Days


Sunday, December 23, 2012

Saeglopur

That is a word.
I had to google it myself, but I learned that word in 2008
from a video game.
The game used a song, "Saeglopur", in its trailer and I
decided to just listen to the full song for sport.

It's about 7 minutes long.
It speaks to me when I'm driving around or walking by myself.

A lost individual, I claim myself to be (to some degree).

When you can go anywhere, what stops you from walking that narrow path?

Love I suppose.
Friendship?

Sometimes I speak with iced water swirling in my verbs
and
act with electricity in my blood.

My life draws interest from some, yet

Even so, everyone can't go.
I can't take everyone with me.

Luckily enough for me, I don't need everyone.

Out of the sea and into a home, I share a world with many people.
I'm only concerned with a few though.

When he asks me if we going to make it
I say "Of course"
When she asks me if I'll stay forever
I reply "Always"

Later Days