Hate alone is not enough to nourish. But there’s rage too.

This is where I start realizing that I’m either not connected with the people I’ve chosen to connect with or that I’m completely disconnected with people. It’s not as easy as I’d thought to figure out. People talking about futures. Hopes. Dreams. Common interests. I don’t have those. I have one. I’m interested in what I’m interested in and no one else seems to be that way. Friend from a long time ago (good drinking buddy) talking about children, wife, house and future. I’ve been disconnected with that all of this time but still trying to connect under those constrains. Even that. They’re not contsratiants they’re opportunities if you want them. So dimsal this shit. Negativity. But that’s the way I feel them. I’m just passing through just like everyone else, only they’re making not the most but the most they can of it. I’m making much less than I can. I’ve never known someone with so much talent but such minimal result. Fear. Loser.

Here’s a quick one off. Need some work but my pops used to sing this song and I always thought it could be done with some real edge. Still looking for that edge. And some drum technique. And some level contol while recording.

Greenback Benjamins

The tragedy of life doesn’t lie in not reaching your goal. The tragedy lies in having no goal to reach. It isn’t a calamity to die with dreams unfulfilled, but it is a calamity not to dream…. It is not a disgrace not to reach the stars, but it is a disgrace to have no stars to reach for. Not failure, but low aim is sin.

Benjamin Elijah

(source-the aim low bit I caught out of the corner of my eye in a shop on Myrtle Ave. Found the full qoute here http://www.dailyinspiringquotes.com/goaltwo.shtml)

‘nuf sed

Saturday I stumbled across the most amusing word to pig latinate that I’ve heard: gayness