Auld Eeyoh

And I quote, "Got a twisted sense of humour, it's warped, but I didn't hit you.  I think you're finally starting to get the picture, I'm...".  It was sourced from an album I found inspiration in from another song.  Once again, I quote, "Music is my time machine, so call me".  And the second one is on constant repeat on my stupid iPod.  A musing from an amusing muse.  If my body could ever translate the sounds to movement, that would be a constant also.  Not that I'm not all fidgety and s**t anyways, I'm just saying...you know, it would look less retarded.  Music is one of the only things I really have left in the world.  Thankfully, due to my shift, I can listen to my own music while working.  It's reminding me of my memories while I am driving.  It's the one companion that only changes when I choose it to.

The first song was one I listened to a lot while writing.  It was a repeating background noise that soothed a part of my soul that I keep as far from every person I can.  Surprises come out of nowhere.  This comet of a soul changed my world.  Whereas in the past people believed that comets were omens from the gods, this person was no omen, she is a celestial body of understanding and compassion.  And my world she changed.

It leads me to believe that life is fated, not chosen paths.  She has what she has, and I am what I am.  I wouldn't change a thing except the parts where she was hurt in any form. 

Reviews

[Priscilla Sayers]

It amazes me to no end...
Your emotions so clear and eloquently written. The pain rips my heart out and I am actually already in pain, surgery, but irrelevant. You are a gifted writer my friend, I think when people read your work, your honest truth of expression they are speechless. I would be but, lol, I usually have more than 2 cents to give.
Keep expressing dear man. It frees the soul to release even the cold hard truths.
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