To Whom Is Concerned...
February 11th, 2006
4:07 am
You've just arrived back from Connor and Nick's party. The entire affair was a smashing, unadulterated success. Your band, "The Spirit of Argentina" just played two decent sets and a Third that tore a hole in the cosmic alliance; the ensuing realignment found the people pulsating!...
At the same time, you've reconnected with one of those girls you've known since forever and discovered a thrilling connection; Within ten mintues you know and the irony floods your innerds, but ignites your optimism. Meanwhile, your send-off to the outer regions of the known world flows like a motherly ocean, rocking with the precise rhythm that any given moment requires.
All in All, the perfect satisfaction has led you to this - A clock reading 4:20...
It only hits you as you write the time on the page; Coincidences are what make you question.
While writing, you are overwhelmed by thoughts of friends whom you have missed in a way that brings a smile to your face and a soft sense of remorse to your gut.
Elliot Smith is your enabler and it dawns on you that sooner or later the persons, your people, will coalesce into a familiar unit. But as you begin to get carried away, you are awoken from your thought and forced to accept that you are leaving for the airport in just a few hours.
You must finish packing!
You MUST finish packing!!!
And you will...
To the Brethern at home and abroad --- I Salute You!
My excitement in seeing Megan, Christine, and Sean burns greater than the hottest fires of Mt. Doom
4:07 am
You've just arrived back from Connor and Nick's party. The entire affair was a smashing, unadulterated success. Your band, "The Spirit of Argentina" just played two decent sets and a Third that tore a hole in the cosmic alliance; the ensuing realignment found the people pulsating!...
At the same time, you've reconnected with one of those girls you've known since forever and discovered a thrilling connection; Within ten mintues you know and the irony floods your innerds, but ignites your optimism. Meanwhile, your send-off to the outer regions of the known world flows like a motherly ocean, rocking with the precise rhythm that any given moment requires.
All in All, the perfect satisfaction has led you to this - A clock reading 4:20...
It only hits you as you write the time on the page; Coincidences are what make you question.
While writing, you are overwhelmed by thoughts of friends whom you have missed in a way that brings a smile to your face and a soft sense of remorse to your gut.
Elliot Smith is your enabler and it dawns on you that sooner or later the persons, your people, will coalesce into a familiar unit. But as you begin to get carried away, you are awoken from your thought and forced to accept that you are leaving for the airport in just a few hours.
You must finish packing!
You MUST finish packing!!!
And you will...
To the Brethern at home and abroad --- I Salute You!
My excitement in seeing Megan, Christine, and Sean burns greater than the hottest fires of Mt. Doom
posted by tom noble at 07:37
2 Comments:
he didn't know care. by the way tom, i've SEEN mount doom. oh yeah. it's on the north island.
see you in approximately 8.5 hours.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Your mind is provoking Tom. It looks like the music has remained a central part of your life- I can identify with that.
Write your next song in the key of F for friend or D for damie.
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