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Rust & Weeds
(blog entry)
I.
The only solace in my isolation.
I rewrite the books bitter ending
For no one else is listening.
I tell myself.
That you are nothing special.
You are nothing to cry over.
You a branded reminder of my foolishness still burning hot in my e...
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Time
(blog entry)
You said for all of time.
So Whod you fuck this time?
You know your second chance was last time.
I don't have time for past times.
How many times will it take for you to see your time is better spent with me?
Every time I take you back, you l...
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"There will come a day when music and its philosophy will become the religion of humanity."
(blog entry)
"Speaking of the harmony of music, I should like to say that the true harmony of music comes from the harmony of the soul. That music alone can be called real which comes from the harmony of the soul, its true source, and then it comes from there ...
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I.
The only solace in my isolation.
I rewrite the books bitter ending
For no one else is listening.
I tell myself.
That you are nothing special.
You are nothing to cry over.
You a branded reminder of my foolishness still burning hot in my eyes.
You a waking rewinder of all I despise within myself.
Of all I disguised within my wealth
Of affection for you.
All I wanted was you.
You was all I wanted but
You was wanted by all.
And you, you wanted it all.
You chose: lust and greed t...
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You said for all of time.
So Whod you fuck this time?
You know your second chance was last time.
I don't have time for past times.
How many times will it take for you to see your time is better spent with me?
Every time I take you back, you let me know the time is right to leave.
Time is blind. It finds every one at last.
Its time. To dine. On the last dying love I had.
Too many times I've cried. And had to hide my eyes.
This time I tried. But I had to say goodbye.
I'm not doing tim...
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"Speaking of the harmony of music, I should like to say that the true harmony of music comes from the harmony of the soul. That music alone can be called real which comes from the harmony of the soul, its true source, and then it comes from there it must appeal to all souls.
Every soul differs in its choice in life, in its choice of the path it should follow. This is owing to the difference of the minds, for souls in their essence, do not differ. Therefore, whatever means be chosen to bring ...
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Born with a purpose.
Born as glue.
Born to be strong.
Born to hold two
Crumbling statues together.
Born as cement.
Born to dry.
Born to keep
Dying love alive.
Born as a last chance,
As a reason to try harder.
Born as an excuse.
Born to be martyred.
Born as a weight to
Balance the scale.
But I am just a baby.
And death a beached whale.
Born with a burden
Heavier than I.
Born to fail.
Burning to cry.
But I am that pain.
I am that crumbling.
I am that last stand.
And I am...
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Sun rise.
My shadows running thin the other way.
Sun dies.
My shadows becoming dim.
Another day. Another night.
Another play. Another fight.
I'm feeling tired.
Searching for that wispy ghost among the grass.
Until the light bleaches my bones. Cracked lips kiss an empty flask.
I'm feeling fire.
In the pit of an empty cave.
Just enough light and dark
For my shadow to be saved.
I'm feeling dryer.
Than I've ever felt before.
Dancing with my shadow in a cave.
On the floor. On the w...
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about me
Hi. I'm Jordan! I've always had tribe closely related to my musical identity, but feel more strongly than ever that it is important to share more of myself with my friends and the world. I'm a fire performer, music composer, eye opener, heart burner, laugh abuser, origami master in-training, inter-dimensional explorer, a shepherd in sheep's clothing, teaching through actions, learning through experience, and living through loving. I'm a shy reclusive hermit crab who will make music all alone in my attic until someone pulls me out of my shell, only to discover that under that shell I am a party mammal of unprecedented partying capabilities. I love to surprise people, I love to love, and I love to be myself with all my perfect imperfections.
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