We feel you, Diddy. We feel you.

Apparently this video has been getting a lot of hate from YouTube, the blogosphere (I don't really like that term, but whatever) and especially 4Chan. I don't see why, he's making a joke. Sure, it's only a little funny, but I don't get the Diddy hate.
I feel you, Diddy. I can sympathize.

On the off chance of rain

This is our inaugural senior year blog post. That's right, first blog post from my perspective as a senior in high school. Breathe it in. That's right, get a good whiff. I want people to walk by you at the computer with your nose pressed tight to that monitor, wondering what awesome sensory stimulus you've discovered. (This works best in public places.)

That's enough of that, you'll give yourself a hernia.


Right. Blog. Senior year. Of course.
First off, news (that's right, this blog post is compartmentalized. Put that in your pipe and smoke it, disorganization).
I have a job at Chuck E. Cheese's now. It's not the most glamorous job (unless, of course, you're a pedophile), but it's money, and [insert deity of choice here] knows I need that. I start next week. Oh, and did I mention free tokens?

Second.
The Bridge Of Eldin's myspace is up. In case you didn't know, this is my music project. Add it, listen when songs go up, and give me some feedback. Check back periodically for updates and news and the like.

Third.
Darin and I are planning to collaborate on an unnamed hip-hop project with the both of us acting as emcees and producers and lyricists. I'll have more news as we open up that can of beans.

And that ends today's session. I think I'll do a music sharing next post.

always open

Blessings Be Yours Mister V -- Featuring Music

So the new Sound of Animals Fighting leaked today. Good news.

Not bad, not bad.
So the guitar's been restrung and the words are written down...it's now a matter of when I'm gonna record. Turns out everything works better than I expected. Shouldn't be too much longer now.

So now everybody reading this on Facebook, I offer you a new segment of this blog.
Music Sharing!
Links will be posted semi-regularly with a genre, description, who it sounds like, and links to myspace/purevolume and to buy the featured record.
First things first. Our introductory album is....
1. The Cab - Whisper War


Genre: Pop, Rock, R&B
Sounds Like: N*Sync, The Academy Is..., Fall Out Boy
Buy: FueledByRamen Webstore
Myspace

This band sounds like Justin and JC from N*Sync thrown onto a heavier version of their boy band escapades. Trading in their syncopated beats for downtuned guitars and an acoustic drum kit, the band shines with glittering piano lines, upbeat guitar riffs, and dance-worthy tracks all tied up with soaring vocals from lead singer Alex Deleon. Imagine N*Sync if they met Fall Out Boy and somehow fused into one band, then ate the fingers of each member of Foxy Shazam. It's soulful pop-rock that begs you to dance to it.

Check out this track:
The Cab - One Of THOSE Nights (Featuring Patrick Stump of Fall Out Boy and Brendan Urie of Panic[!]{?} At The Disco)
(Listen and/or download!)

Thoughts on God, Volume I.

So lately whenever I've been in a discussion about the Christian God and Heaven and Hell, it seems a lot of the faithful tend to shovel the same answer time and time again; salvation lies in faith. Doesn't matter whether you're a decent person or not, but you just have to believe that Christ died for sins and whatnot. You can murder, steal, loot, pillage, commit adultery, so on and so forth, but so long as you believe in the Christ, you can repent and get into Heaven no questions asked. But if an atheist, an otherwise upstanding, morally proficient and wholly good person dies, he's sent to Hell on the basis that he didn't accept the Christ as a savior or follow the Church.
Now tell me that isn't the most backwards-ass logic you've ever heard. Granted, it's faith, so it isn't built upon logic and/or reason (not a slam, just the truth), but still, come the fuck on. You expect me to believe that the sinner who repeatedly murders and/or commits grave crimes such as these still believes in getting into Heaven, let alone any sort of salvation? Repentance can do a lot; the only thing is, the person must be willing. Now I know once they get to purgatory or limbo or whatever cosmic midway you'd like to imagine it as, they'll at least fake repentance because they're faced with immediate consequences. But what about on Earth? If they didn't care before--barring any sort of mind-blowing epiphany while incarcerated--and return to their dastardly deeds, what's to say they repented at all? Now you're going to say that this person has a chance to repent once they die all because they say they believe?
Let's look at the opposite; an atheist who, by all Christian moral and ethical standards, is a good person, upstanding family, no enemies to speak of, no grave sin, and no other tarnishes on his or her good name, simply doesn't find Christianity to his liking. He's not a man of faith but manages to die a peaceful death. Now assuming we all go to the Christian judging booth, what's to happen to him? When I talk to Christians, they say he's off to play endless Guitar Hero sessions with the Devil in Hell--all because he didn't believe in his mortal life. Yeah, makes perfect sense.

Now I'm not knocking Christianity or its followers as a whole; just this school of thought. Who came up with that? It's stupid. Would a benevolent god, one who supposedly loves all his children, whether they believe or not, just damn someone because they happened to not believe?

See, for this particular way of looking at the afterlife, I've devised a loophole big enough for all of the Los Angeles Philharmonic to fit through. Let's say I get there, being an atheist and all. So the big man is sitting there, looking at my sins, and doesn't see anything too bad (in an ideal scenario). But then at the bottom of the list, the little light for "BELIEVER" isn't lit up. I'm going to play it off; "God, man, so sorry. I am SO sorry. No, really. I'm sorry. I guess that's just another sin. Can't I repent? I believe now. Can I write that off as a sin and just use me repentance card now?"


So does God love everybody? I sure as hell hope so.


So that ends Volume I. Thanks, Cobalt and Calcium.


God, this can't be.
God must be asleep.
God must be asleep.
God must be asleep.

I think I broke the internet.

We've got too much traffic on the lines, sir! The airwaves are jammed! There's...there's...there's too much....INFORMATION!! Our systems can't handle it!
No, cadet...no...this isn't a traffic jam. This is deliberate...we've got a downed network and nothing to put in its place.
We're doomed, aren't we Cap'? Cap? Cap...tain?
It was an honor serving with you, Cadet. Tell your mother...she fucks like a tiger.




Just kidding. My wireless network card is on the fritz and my computer can't hold on to the network long enough to do anything productive. So until I fix this...signing out.

You will never be alone again.

I've got writer's block. It doesn't help that what I'm doing has no timeframe, so there's no way for me to wait until the last minute, simply because there is none to speak of. It's simply maddening.
I think I'm just going to have to strap myself into a chair until I figure this out.

The inspiration's pouring in but the words aren't pouring out. I wish my pen was as adept as my mind; this definitely isn't the first time this has happened.

I need a vacation from my vacation before it's over. It's just too great.

Lists, lists, and more lists, coming after these commercial messages.






Am I making sense?
I hope not.

The Man With Three Eyes, part 3

The prince and the dark master circled each other with an apprehensive gait. Each outwardly unshaken, their gazes locked upon each other, they raised sword and claw to prepare for the duel to come. The wind faded into nothing as their circling came to a halt.
With the grace of the dove and the strength of an eagle, Prince Richard flung himself at his foe. Blade clashed with flesh as the dark master's roughened hide and magic armor met the prince's assault. The prince lunged time and time again, backing the dark being up against the canyon walls. The dark master, however, allowed himself to fall into the corner, and as the prince swung to lay what he believed to be an injurious blow, the dark being caught the noble prince's blade and cast it aside. The prince stood bewildered as he regained his balance. The dark master merely laughed.
"You were a fool to be so brazen, young traveler! Have you no sense? Have you heard not of the magicks laden within the valleys of the dark creatures? You will pay for your ignorance with your life!"
Suddenly, the wind rose to remove the ancient dust from the canyon walls. Lying beneath was a rune from ages beyond. The dark master began an incantation and the rune radiated light.
"No! What trickery is this?!" The prince began to lunge toward the dark beast, but felt himself repelled by an unseen force, one of terrible power. "Your dark magic is no match for my pure soul, foul creature! I have with me the Soul of Arayle, the ancient goddess of the sacred Spring of Life! I fear not your dark magicks!"


Cut short! Part 3, part 2 coming tomorrow.

Anyways, right now I'm gonna go write some song material. Good night.

Philanthropists...

Edited. This didn't turn out the way I'd hoped.
Maybe another day.