Hey guys! I think it’s about time you heard my music, so here’s a link to a playlist I created on SoundCloud: Xanthir’s Music. The clarinet you hear in most of the songs is the best alternative for vocals I can get on my program, so sadly, you won’t be able to hear lyrics. It’s still good music, though, according to my friends and family- and myself of course.
“Why,” I asked myself as I sat at my desk at home, lamenting during the storm the events of last night, “why’d you do it, Malcolm?” With every flash of lightning, I see an image- a brief memory of last night, all the blood and the screaming. It’s too much; why did I have to kill those innocent people!? Continue reading
“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.” — Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities
When was the last time that sentence accurately described your life?
It started in April. It was a time of confusion and grief, a time when I was really starting to miss my ex-boyfriend, Jessie, while I was trying to date another guy, Michael. The longer I was with Michael, the more my heart ached for Jessie, and that really sucked because I was also beginning to really enjoy Michael’s company, but it just wasn’t the same. Continue reading
These are some song lyrics I came up with recently. I already have the music written out and everything, I just wanted to share these deep, meaningful lyrics.
Not Your Fault
In the beginning, things go great, but in the end, something always breaks. Oh how I wish I could control what lies behind my inner soul./ It’s not your fault I let you down. You didn’t mess up, I’m such a clown./ I just want to make you happy when you and I do stuff together. All I want is to stand by you, and hold you tightly forever./ It’s not your fault I let you down. You didn’t mess up, I’m such a clown. It’s not your fault, I let you down, I’ll never forget the day you turned me around./ You love me right, and I enjoy our time together. You and I, we connect, and understand each other./ It’s not your fault I let you down. You didn’t mess up, I’m such a clown. It’s not your fault, I let you down, I’ll never forget the day you turned me around./ I’ll never forget the day we met, when my heart was filled with excitement. It’s so tantalizing to think about the time we spent together. (2 min. 35 sec.)
Have you ever wondered if you really have free will? How about if fate is real? Think they’re the complete opposite? Well, think again. Continue reading
Here are every one of my geometric drawings since 7th grade. That’s 5 years worth of drawings! I do take requests for a small price (min. $10). Interested? Email me at firstname.lastname@example.org or comment below.
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “When Childhood Ends.”
<a href="https://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/when-childhood-ends/">When Childhood Ends</a>
I was 10 when I realized I was growing up. I could feel my imagination fading away as information from school filled my brain. I was beginning to understand that I needed to be treated better than my friends were treating me at the time. I even began to get depressed at the thought of any past memory. Again, I was only 10. Continue reading
Hey guys! Sorry it’s been so long, I had a lot of stuff going on in my life, but now I’m back! Hopefully, now I can post regularly and share my new music, as well as a short story I might turn into a book eventually. It’s nice to be back!
Hello all! Sorry it’s been a while, I had a busy winter break. However, that doesn’t mean it was all that bad- in fact, it had quite the interesting end! You see, on the second I had a cup of magic mushroom tea, and while I was tripping, I realized that everything in the universe is flowing like water or smoke or whatever swirls and waves, and these waves are a result of universal balance- the good dancing with the bad in a never-ending experience we call life. Continue reading
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Sweet Little Lies.”
There is only one time where I think it is ok to lie: to save the life of an innocent person or someone you really care about. People these days seem to be afraid of the truth, so they’ll tell themselves or others a lie to make themselves feel better. What they don’t realize is that finding out someone lied to you hurts much more than hearing the truth right away. Yes, the truth is oftentimes hard and bitter, but to lie is to betray, and isn’t betrayal more painful to deal with than the truth? At least with the truth, you have no choice but to believe it, but with betrayal, you can’t help but to not believe it. People need to toughen up and learn to accept that with the truth comes trust, and with trust comes security and warmth.
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “All or Nothing?.”
Wanting everything is far more dangerous than wanting nothing. To want everything is torture because you can’t have everything, and usually you know it. Wanting nothing means you’re happy with what you have and couldn’t want anything more. I’ve been in both positions, so I’m speaking from personal experience here. Is it really that hard to understand?