Just A Slice of Random Cake For You

His beard is long and red and,

His hat stays on his head and,

He asks us all the questions,

And we know all the answers.

His heart lies in the ocean,

His devotions are in the city of fun;

(He's the captain!)

He's the captain,

He's the captain,

The captain!

All You Need Is Love

It's true: everyone needs a reason to stay alive - someone who justifies your existence. Someone who loves you. Not beyond all reason. Just loves you. Even just shows an interest. Even someone who doesn't exist, or isn't yours. 

No, no!

They don't even have to love you! They just have to be there to love! Target for your arrows. Magnetic pole to drag on your compass needle and stop it spinning and tell you where you're heading and...someone to soak up all the yearning. That's what I think.

Help.

For the first time in my life I am completely and utterly confused.

Sometimes I find myself crying and I don't even know why.

At times in the past I have felt lost but have always been able to find the path back home. 
Now, I don’t even know where I call home. 
I am back and forth from destination to destination, a nomad. 
I don’t feel like I truly belong anywhere, or with anyone. 
I am unclear of who I am and who I want to be, who I truly care about or

who I just want to keep around for comfort. 
I have never been so baffled. 
It keeps me up at night and wakes me early in the morning. 
My mind feels as if it is in a race with no finish line. 
All I want are answers but none are to be found. 
I don’t know what I want or what is right for me, things seem to be crumbling at a pace that I cant keep up with. 
I need to press pause on the remote that is playing my life. 
Everything seems to be moving at a fast-forwarded pace and my mind is tired of running.
I need peace. 
I don’t know where to find it. 
It isn’t here and it is no longer at “home.” 
I need a rewind button because the past needs to be reworked, it fucked up my present. 
I don’t know where to go from here but I do know that I need rest.  
I miss everything that used to make me feel safe,
I want it back.

A friend in need's a friend indeed, a friend who'll tease is better.

The title is from Placebo's Pure Morning. Good song. I suggest you listen to it.

Say you had a friend, who was almost your best friend at one stage, and then all of a sudden things happened, people had better things to do, others to talk to, and you just decided not to bother talking to that particular person anymore. At first you were just pissed off, then you missed them, and then you moved on based the fact that you had plenty of other friends. A sad waste of a friendship really, but it happens. Not often, but it does.

The problem is that even though you don't mind that they aren't a part of your life anymore, so many things remind you of them, from songs you hear that they liked, things people say that they would have laughed at, and it just gets frustrating when you can't talk to them and tell them the things you'd like to.


The question is, what to do in such a situation? The answer; nothing. You'll never meet another person like them, but there's no point in dwelling on the past. Compared to the other 6 billion people out there on this funny little green and blue sphere we call Earth, they are insignificant in existence.

Likes and Loves; From the Strange to the Ordinary.

If you’re reading this, then I’m already dead. 

Wow. Just joking.


I like…boys on swings, and girls on skateboards. I like babies in high chairs. I like pharmaceutical medicine wrappers. I like people in hats with big eyebrows – I like people in hats with big eyebrows and big moustaches. I like water caught in spiders’ webs. I like wearing all my clothes at once. I like people who don’t smile. Ever. And I like people who smile. I like hair that goes on and on.

I love food.

In some ways I love…everything. It’s less…less of a thing than 'like'…less distinct. Less…particular. I like things that I like but I love everything. There’s more choice than ‘like’. I don't hate anything because I don't see a point in it. Because even the worst things have things to love in them. I love things so much I feel like I could float away...

You Probably Couldn't See For The Lights But You Were Staring Straight At Me

There are so many people everywhere in all directions. You only know half the people there, if that. And then you see someone who you have never seen before, but feel like you have, like really, and so you find yourself staring at them. And then after about a second, they're staring back, and it turns into something between a staring competition and an intense love affair of the eyes, going on forever and ever, people walking past, other people's conversations, all a blur. Until someone breaks your thought, taps you on the shoulder, clicks their fingers in front of your face when you don't respond to their talking. Then you're back. Back to the real world.

As to why I've put the name of a certain Arctic Monkey's song as the title...well, look at it. Why must it be so pointedly long? Now don't get me wrong, because I absolutely adore The Arctic Monkeys, but seriously, why? Might as well have titled it 'I'm not really sure what I should call this song so I'll leave it up to you to decide.' Same goes for Fallout Boy's 'Our Lawyer Made Us Change The Name Of This Song So We Wouldn't Get Sued...' I mean I understand how it's all artistic licence and that, but someone in the world would have died by the time it's been said. Honestly! It is a mouthful.


Well that's what I thought. Until, inspired by curiosity, I decided to look up the longest song titles in history. At 52 words and over 300 characters, I give you:


The Sad But True Story Of Ray Mingus, The Lumberjack Of Bulk Rock City, And His Never Slacking Stribe In Exploiting The So Far Undiscovered Areas Of The Intention To Bodily Intercourse From The Opposite Species Of His Kind, During Intake Of All The Mental Condition That Could Be Derived From Fermentation - by the Swedish group Rednex


I haven't listened to the song myself, not sure I ever intend to. But if you follow the link below to read the lyrics, you will see the other reason - apart from length in name - for why you probably won't hear this song broadcast on the radio.


http://thelongestlistofthelongeststuffatthelongestdomainnameatlonglast.com/long170.html


Try requesting for that to be played on the radio sometime, I dare you.

Change

'Change, it's a wonderful thing. You know how subatomic particles don't obey physical laws? They act according to chance, chaos, coincidence. They run into each other in the middle of the universe somewhere and BANG! Energy. Well, we're the same as that. That's the great thing about the universe - unpredictable. That's why it's so much fun.' - Tony Stonem from Skins.


So basically, I've decided my life has been lacking something of sorts lately, and I'm filling that gap by emptying part of my brain into a blog. Nobody has to read it, but the fact that if anyone wanted to, they could, is enough.



What one would find here would be a collection of mindless ramblings, poems, and perhaps stories, funny or not, whatever I happen to feel like at the time.


So, yeah. Welcome to my mind.