I’ve been meaning to do a full band composition of this forever, seeing my good friend Zach Hill today motivated me! Here you go buddy, it’s stuck …
The early winter sundown, bereft of apologies
Tricks the mind into nocturnal ponderings
My tangled sweater langueur, with warmth’s slow decline.
Has exposed a single stranded yarn, that now ensnares my mind.
Everything I know of, yes the many things I’ve seen
Have a rotten habit, of coming loose upon their seams.
And it’s then I caught a memory, from where I am unsure
Of the thread that hung between us, and how it never could endure.
Was it our calloused words? That came so naturally.
Or our roaring fire, where passion was our entirety?
Every conversation, carried bitter sentiments
I wanted to believe that was just our temperaments.
Was it the crashing and careening of our personal beliefs?
Was it moments of true honesty, that always seemed to brief…
I should have seen those cutting words, tearing through the weave
unraveling the chord that first brought you here to me.
There were times I thought to mend it, tie a knot to reconnect
Though it’s fibers fell through tired hands, eager to forget.
So as the world turned, the splayed strands did sever.
Who knows the length between us now, sometimes I hope forever.
The tattered, broken strands of yarn laying about my feet
From all the loves, and friendships past that point toward my grief
I have found solace in their existence, when tied fancifully as knots,
interlaced into a sweater, to keep me warm when I am lost.
Everyone should share this because it’s awesome. This is my friend’s band who is trying to get some more attention help them out and support their music http://www.dontspreadbullshitspreadmusic.com/orion-shoots-moon-origami/ check out their soundcloud it’s origami. (Include the period in there)
Awww, Zach makes my day xD
I recently had a fairly long conversation with a good friend of mine about equality and women.
She gave me a very candid account of how it feels every day to be a woman. I was shocked to discover just how difficult it can sometimes be. How much their is almost a fear of men.
When did we stop acting like Gentlemen? When did the duty of manliness disappear? Men in the past did great things because they held themselves to a higher standard. I’m sickened by the state of my generation, of the amount of boys running around and the lack of true Gentlemen, which in my mind is the only real man.
Call me misogynistic, call me old fashioned. I really do not care.
I was raised to understand that I need to always mind the women and girls around me. I need to always make sure that they aren’t any sort of danger, or uncomfortable situation. If it’s within my power, I need to lend a helping hand whenever possible to ANY woman or girl.
I remember once having a conversation with a guy friend of mine that upset me so much, I asked him:
"Hadn’t you once claimed to be a gentlemen? Why aren’t you acting like one?"
To which he replied:
"I am still a gentlemen, haven’t you seen the way I treat girls I like?"
I remember how much it upset me, because all women should be treated as well as possible regardless of if you like them, or if they’re pretty, or talented, or whatever.
Being a true Gentleman is about always putting more into the world than you take out, and always being a cut above the normal man.
So, boys, grow up and be a real man. A man who honors the virtues of:
Be the change this world sorely needs. Go against the grain and be a man.