October 2010
Fear the king, respect the artist
Back long ago, middle ages, there were kings-rules of areas, and the were few king but certainly not just one. And they we feared, worshiped, served and honored, but rarely respected or love or even remembered. Also in these respect areas there were, artists-painters, sculptors, musicians, etc. They would play for the king, do painting or art work in honor of the king, sit in the kings presence...
blog: Vanna - The Honest Hearts (E.P) →
briancolantonio:
I thought I’d start posting what I think about things like music, movies, etc. on here. I don’t use it for anything else and I don’t want my friends to miss out on good stuff or waste their time on trash.
So I’ve just started the 7th(?) listen through of Vanna - The Honest Hearts (e.p).
I give…
Wishing you well
Self proclaimed gypsy so and sos, traveling the country, soaking up every moment on the road by missing every moment at home. All based on something we never had a choice in…
Living out most peoples wildest dreams while not living most peoples realities.
.
We wouldn’t have this any other way. There’s time to live that life another day.
We live our lives the way we do,...
Ramble on.
Remember that whole entire world of walking home from school? Whether it was alone or with that same few people, thinking about that now after almost 10 years since then, it makes me remember all the little weird things about it. All the things you saw everyday for years and now you never see.
It’s weird how sometimes stages/times in your life seem almost like completely different lives....
You’re not getting under my skin.
Times change, people change, I’ve changed. Get over it.
