Monday, July 27, 2009
Absolutely Terrified
This is me at Open Mic Night at Muse Music in Provo. Overall one of the worst 5 minutes of my life. I look forward to doing it again next week. (Thanks to Steph for the pic)
Sunday, July 26, 2009
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Proof That We Need Dance in Our Rituals
I am embarrassed to say -- that I unreservedly love this
Happy Birthday to April Todd and Steph Rapp!!
Happy Birthday to April Todd and Steph Rapp!!
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Venting
I am so frustrated with national politics right now. I cannot believe that we have chosen to live with a system that rewards such colossal stupidity on one side and such unapologetic evil on the other. I guess we've made our bed...
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Some poetry I've been working on
Before The Word
Even before the word
Expanse
Silence brooding upon those first amniotic waters
enfolding us like a shroud
like swaddling bands
hands
covering us as we nakedly came
and went
Silence
Starlight and shadow
as yet uncontested by fire, arc, or book
Specters of things unsafely hidden
in darkness
All is fear and awe and death
and meaning
Then the word
that first falling rebellion
against a silence that was,
is, God
Even still
silence claimed its due
Wiry frightened starving bodies
unwillingly filled to overflowing
by the not-word
Brightly burning things
fueled by
that which was not themselves
Then enlightenment
cacophony and din
The din of modernity
Did I say din?
Ah djinn! The djinn of modernity
Answers to questions
all wishes commanded
All is fatness milk and honey
unending undying unsating
Till we sit
old. fat. empty.
Whited sepulchers lacking even
the bones of dead men
It was not always thus
Return to us
We will lay down that sounding brass
these tinkling symbols
Swaddle and cover us once more
I would resign to choking silence
if only I could again be filled
Even before the word
Expanse
Silence brooding upon those first amniotic waters
enfolding us like a shroud
like swaddling bands
hands
covering us as we nakedly came
and went
Silence
Starlight and shadow
as yet uncontested by fire, arc, or book
Specters of things unsafely hidden
in darkness
All is fear and awe and death
and meaning
Then the word
that first falling rebellion
against a silence that was,
is, God
Even still
silence claimed its due
Wiry frightened starving bodies
unwillingly filled to overflowing
by the not-word
Brightly burning things
fueled by
that which was not themselves
Then enlightenment
cacophony and din
The din of modernity
Did I say din?
Ah djinn! The djinn of modernity
Answers to questions
all wishes commanded
All is fatness milk and honey
unending undying unsating
Till we sit
old. fat. empty.
Whited sepulchers lacking even
the bones of dead men
It was not always thus
Return to us
We will lay down that sounding brass
these tinkling symbols
Swaddle and cover us once more
I would resign to choking silence
if only I could again be filled
Voice-Over
A few months ago I was volunteered by my employer to help the UALC with some voice-work. This is the finished product.
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
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