writing. my brother's band is cool.

As wounds of past begin to fade
The scars of present within will pave
The path ahead but leave behind
The memory of bitter times

A melody of sweet release
Is strangled by uneasy peace
A dissonance among the chords
Of recklessness and future wars

Prepare yourself, by your request
For true and certain brokenness
A needed loss of self alive
For in His hand you’ll be revived

A phoenix risen from the flames
A battered soul renewed again
A heart prepared for life’s embrace
To take the world on face to face

Step into the light!

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i've got a little something planned for this. a short video. open a song with a poem like this
and then tear into the music at the end. i don't have music to "tear" into, but i can make
something. i like the 4 stanzas/4 lines each approach. it's got a certain rhythm to it in my head that i like.

i saw my little brother's band play at Battle of the Bands tonight. i had no idea they semi-broke up and reformed 3 weeks ago. They have most of the same people, but they are no longer called Basanotis. They are called Kenny and the Bear Snatchers. they are GOOD. i like them a lot. very entertaining, fun loving guys. my brother sings in the band. i love my brother. my whole family. and my friends. love love love. haha.

i wish to be sung to sleep. not going to happen. sleep has come slowly lately.

i need to do some reading and then sleep.

peace.