The Red Balloon

Rediscovering this world with the realization of an adult but the nuances of a child carrying a brand-new red balloon as it trails behind them in playful glee.

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Tuesday, May 01, 2007

Thoughts, Words, and That's just too Bad.


A friend introduced this to me today. I fell in love with the song. I never thought that what i felt and what i've been struggling with and living with and so much more could actually be put into a song. And it can. This song did it. This is Jon McLaughlin's
"Beautiful Disaster".

On another note. School is ending. Dead day is tomorrow. And i wanted to leave lubbock with these:

"Lubbock...a really strange, fucked up, beautiful place, ugly as hell, full of good people and its share of narrow-minded assholes, and the only culture seemed to be agriculture. The creative people around that area somehow turned this wierdness into art, and maybe into something beautiful." --Bale Creek Allen

"Driving from Houston, on my way to Lubbock, Texas, I see the city first as a daydream. I see it as a prospect, a mistake, a loose button. I imagine Lubbock in the way I imagine all of West Texas: a city in sad, blown through with wind; maybe a place of odd epiphany or roadside flat-tire theater. In prospect I see Lubbock as a wind pushing mile-wide clouds across a clean, dry sky. A wind that blows grit into your teath and crunches when you smile or wince; Lubbock on everything, that wind organized garbage against chain link; that opens doors slowly like a child. Driving, I imagine a river running through the middle of Lubbock that Lubbock does not have. It is a terrible river. A river whose flooding the citizens sandbag against; a river they all root for the most beautiful girl in town to drown in. Lubbock, then, is an inside joke, is a guitar string the moment before it snaps and curls, and most importantly, is on the map." --George McCormick

two interesting quotes, but its exactly how people who live in this west texas "oasis" believe and feel. Everything is contradicotry to itself while it all makes sence and always will. But wierdly enough, i call this place my temporary home. And it feels more comfortable than my life back in Houston. Houston is a great city, but Lubbock is peaceful. Peace is what i need in my life.

I was realizing the other day that there are alot of robins that live in on campus. It reminds me of alot of walks in the parks at the Zoo in San Antonio. It also reminds me alot of my childhood. Life was so much simpler. All i had to choose was between colored pencils and markers, not work, school, friends, guys, and such. I'm just ready to get stuff situated so that everything runs alot smoother than it does now. I don't know. I was going to write a huge thing and really explain stuff, but all of asudden i have been hit with the depressed bug. *sighs*

have a great whatever.

-Reijn

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