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Wild Child,

I know how and what I am in this world. Seeing a band I’ve wanted to see for almost 35 years of my life reminded me how much I have not changed from the wild feral child I was when I met you. You met me broken and damaged and I never wanted to change from that. I wish I hadn’t. Being a better man lead to nothing but misery and ruin. I was better off being mean and on the run. Now I’m fucking nostalgic for the bad old days and not the ones where I ran the electric circus that is my life… those days at least I could control. I just know what was good in my life and how little of it we had together. Maybe one day that will change, i highly fucking doubt that possibility, I will never be something you can control, and you don’t even love me anyways, all you love is the idea of me, a very carefully cultivated idea and image of me that you have fooled yourself into being the truth, some days maybe I am him, some days I wish I was something better. Other days I know I’m someone worse. The one
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Eye of the Witch

I do what I want these days because there is no one to tell me what to do. I sacrificed long enough in better moments of my life for people that couldn’t give a damn if i drew breath. I remember those wasted years. I am never Fucking looking back. And you know what, I don’t have to.  I’m always happy because some days it feels like I’m a prisoner in a box. But those days are fleeting compared to the days where I feel like I have completely the freedom to do anything I want. I have nothing and nobody dragging me down to their level these days trying to keep me from being whatever I want to be in this life… all of that is gone. All hopes dreams and aspirations are destroyed, so I’m just what remains. What remains is having a pretty good life on his terms… that’s all I got left. So that’s how I’ll go out. On my terms.

Bad Guy

I’ve led an interesting life. It hasn’t always been easy. But it’s always been interesting and I’ve done things that most people don’t do once in their lives and I do them Multiple times, often in the same week. When I leave this world I will have no regrets and I will be able to say i led a good life.  I’ve never hid from being the villain and the bad guy… I’ve always been one of the more interesting characters in people lives.. because one thing I certainly know is that I don’t put down roots or have stabilty, I’m a passing moment in anyones life. There are only two I am or will ever be the constant in. And sone days even to them I am the villain, these days I’m more likely to be the ghost however. Waxing poetic about the bad old years is always a dangerous place for me to go to. Those were my wild years. It’s a place I don’t live anymore. But there is nothing there for me anymore. It may appear I’m more out of control than I was then but the truth is everything I do now is carefully

Evil Dead: The Musical.

Happy Halloween. Im going to be out there doing all this wicked shit because this is my life and I’m having fun without you, I’m just making this world work for me in the only Ways I know how. Sometimes moving forward means looking back, to a world I was part of long before I met you and had responsibilities. I was happier there, I’m happier there now.  This isn’t a nostalgia tour. This is just me remembering who I once was and who and how I lived long before you took all that away. I’m having fun and I’m going to continue to do my own thing. No one else wants me anyways. Id rather be damaged alone and have epic stories than be dragged down by any anchors. This life is mine. I’m going to fucking live it. I had a life long before you, I have a life now. It’s fuckin epic.

The Writing on the Wall.

I am losing minor patience with my assigned current role in this life. I mean I can do epic shit, but it is quickly forgotten and honestly that’s not the simplest life for me anymore. I liked when things were status quo but when expectation has exceeded reality it is time for me to consider what the fuck the next step is. I always thought I would end up somewhere different instead of spinning my heels in the same damn pattern.  But fuck it. I’ll just follow along until there is a major life change Once again. God knows I’ll eventually chose one. I can’t continue to lose my mind after we do things and depend on others to carry the freight of our lives the way it seems of late that has been happening. It’s supposed to be nice epic moments instead of simply survival. I thought I had outgrown this.  Whatever this becomes something needs to change. I am becoming hardly functional and sacrificing too much before I even get paid. I need sone freedom for things in my life. 

The Prisoner: 2024

Make no mistake about anything. Im still lost within my own head. Things may have changed in my life and I am more at peace with my life and there is some semblance of order to it now… but I’ve done jail and I’ve done questioning and I’m still a little lost within my own. The reality is that I will never truly be happy or anything but miserable in my mind. It’s all four walls and a funeral. What the fuck did I accomplish in my life? My legacy? There isn’t one. Im just here. Nothing is going to change. Im just going to keep doing things and grind the axe until the end. I’m happy but my life is always going to be missing a lot because of the actions of myself and others. Then agian, I think I was born damned so this institutional mentality is nothing new to me, I made my choices. I don’t run from my responsibilities nor to do I abandon those I love… I just wish the walls weren’t folding in Agian. I shouldn’t be waxing poetic about the bad old days. Things aren’t easy now but it doesn’t s

Stranger In A Strange Land.

I am happy, I get to do epic shit like this with the ones I love on a regular basis, the fact that iron maiden is one of his favorites and I was able to do it as one last birthday gift makes me happy. I wish that I could do more with him but these special moments mean something to. The only thing missing is having my son beside us enjoying the show,  but that is a choice that is not mine. He’d be welcome to come, every damn time. But I am not going to sit at Home weeping and waiting for the writing on the wall. Im going to live and enjoy myself. I sacrificed enough years not doing anything and standing still trying to do the right thing.  Now I am doing the right thing, and I’m having fun and enjoying my life with those that are surrounding me. I choose me and I have no fucking regrets choosing me. It’s about being at peace with myself and the ones I care for in this lifetime. One troublesome piece has been swept off the chess board. And trust me that shadow loomed large for a great ma