Oddi-ditty, #11

I never use a preposition to end a sentence with.

Odd Ethan..

Truly Living

"Sad enough to say, that alone I could barely light a match,
But together we can burn this place down."

Heroes Get Remembered, Legends Never Die

by Four Year Strong

Love Ethan..

RU-FI-OOHHHH

Have to fly, have to fight, have to crow.

Bangarang Ethan..

Oddi-ditty, #10

I saw a group of bikies ride past me today. One was on a superbike. Every group has its nerd - even bikies.

Odd Ethan..

Archives

I found a bunch of "Blog Scribblings" in a folder on my computer. Reading through them, I think they're more interesting just listing one after the other. Who knows: I may elaborate further. As I do.

Perhaps no one understands. Perhaps no one can understand. How can you communicate to others, when you “just know”? Is it doomed to be an Aesopic fable that I endeavour to pass on?

Flutter, shudder you scuttling finger of hunger: you blundering rudderless stutter of an utterance - you're just a buffer for this aflutter nutter.

Our bodies are slaves to chemicals.

The lamp is empty.

Incandescent cadence.

I’m pissed off that I’ve let myself lose my innocence. I remember a time when I was fearless. Dear Chariot, swing high you piece of shit.

Relegated to the past tense.

Where I saw myself as useless, I now find myself needless.

It's that feeling that you get when walking home. It's all downhill. Soon you’ll rest.

Aim small, miss small.

Making a masterpiece, in as fewer strokes as possible.

Trying to find a handle on the moment.

Mindless Ethan..

Right Now.

I love how your eyes close,

Whenever you kiss me.
And when I'm away from you,
I love how you miss me.
I love the way your kiss is always heavenly.
But darling most of all,
I love how you love me.

I love how your heart beats,
Whenever I hold you.
I love how you think of me,
Without being told to.
I love the way your touch is always tenderly.
But darling most of all,
I love how you love me.

I love how your eyes close,
Each time that you kiss me.
And when I'm away from you,
I love how you miss me.
I love the way your kiss is always heavenly.
But darling most of all,
I love how you love me.

- I Love How You Love Me by Neutral Milk Hotel

Getting Back on the Blognkey

"At this point in the tale, the hero lies to the heroine."

- Today.

Smitten Ethan..

Comparing Scars

"If love is a labour, I'll slave 'til the end."

From Swing Life Away

Once again, Rise Again make a beautiful song.

Love, Ethan..

Oddi-ditty, #9

I'm going to live forever, or die trying.

Odd Ethan..

Out of Misery

Sometimes we must do what we wish we must not;

Life is riddled with these cruel hurdles.

They say it's so easy, but they must've forgot,

Shooting broken fish swimming in circles.

Decision-Making Ethan..

Without Knowing

Only those who have loved know sorrow and bliss.

Scribbling Ethan..

Sex, Words, Swords.

From Olivia -

The Jerk

by Jeffrey McDaniel

Hey you, dragging the halo-
how about a holiday in the islands of grief?

Tongue is the word I wish to have with you.
Your eyes are so blue they leak.

Your legs are longer than a prisoner's
last night on death row.
I'm filthier than the coal miner's bathtub
and nastier than the breath of Charles Bukowski.

You're a dirty little windshield.

I'm standing behind you on the subway,
hard as calculus. My breath
be sticking to your neck like graffiti.

I'm sitting opposite you in the bar,
waiting for you to uncross your boundaries.

I want to rip off your logic
and make passionate sense to you.

I want to ride in the swing of your hips.

My fingers will dig in you like quotation marks,
blazing your limbs into parts of speech.

But with me for a lover, you won't need
catastrophes. What attracted me in the first place
will ultimately make me resent you.

I'll start telling you lies,
and my lies will sparkle,
become the bad stars you chart your life by.

I'll stare at other women so blatantly
you'll hear my eyes peeling,

because sex with you is like Great Britain:
cold, groggy, and a little uptight.

Your bed is a big, soft calculator
where my problems multiply.

Your brain is a garage
I park my bullshit in, for free.

You're not really my new girlfriend,
just another flop sequel of the first one,
who was based on the true story of my mother.

You're so ugly I forgot how to spell.

I'll cheat on you like a ninth grade math test,
break your heart just for the sound it makes.

You're the 'this' we need to put an end to.
The more you apologize, the less I forgive you.

So how about it?

Seducing Ethan..

Lost & Found

I've always been confused when I've lost something, and people respond with the time-honoured adage, "It's always in the last place you look."

That helps no one. Of course it's in the last place you look! Why would you keep looking?!

Vexed Ethan..

Oddi-ditty, #8

I ate Gilbert Grape.

Odd Ethan..

One Day I'll Have A Question

A very pretty song.

Question - Rhett Miller

She woke from a dream

Her head was on fire

Why was he so nervous?

He took her to the park

She crossed her arms,

And lowered her eye lids

Someday somebody's gonna ask you

A question that you should say yes to

Once in your life

Maybe tonight

I've got a question for you

She'd had no idea

Started to cry

She said in a good way

He took her by the hand

Walked her back home

They took the long way

Someday somebody's gonna ask you

A question that you should say yes to

Once in your life

Maybe tonight

I've got a question for you

I've got a question for you.

Happy Ethan..

Anthropocentrism

This is one of the main reasons why I'm not big on religion. Mark Twain mocks the idea brilliantly:

"If the Eiffel Tower were now representing the world's age, the skin of paint on the pinnacle-knob at its summit would represent man's share of that age; and anybody would perceive that that skin was what the tower was built for."

-- Mark Twain

Quoting Ethan..

Carry On, All You Minstrels of the World

A truly brilliant song.

The Minstrel's Prayer - Cartel

All these stupid silly songs
Keep trying to catch your ear
I'm trying desperately
It's just so hard to persevere
And even if you listened,
I never had much to say
'Cause it's that same old song
I've written for a day

Shelter me oh genius words
Just give me strength
To pen these things
Give me peace to weld her wings
And oh oh carry on all you minstrels of the world
We will catch our lady's ear
We will win for us the girl

All these minstrels through the ages
That is really all we are
Simply singing for the girl
That makes us try so very hard
To craft the perfect limerick
To wield unending woe
To write such silly songs
And the difference never know.

Shelter me oh genius words
Just give me strength
To pen these things
Give me peace to weld her wings
And oh oh carry on all you minstrels of the world
We will catch our lady's ear
We will win for us the girl

I'll hold on to the dream
Ooo this beggar's plea, an optimistic fantasy
Just hold the hand and drop the knee
You're facing love
You're embracing melody

Shelter me oh genius words
Just give me strength
To pen these things
And give me peace to weld her wings
And oh oh carry on all you minstrels of the world
We will catch our lady's ear
We will win for us the girl

And carry on oh carry on all you minstrels of the world
We will catch our lady's ear
We will win for us the girl

Optimistic Ethan..

Criminal Psychology 101

I and the public know

What all schoolchildren learn,

Those to whom evil is done

Do evil in return.

-- W. H. Auden

Quoting Ethan..

Oddi-ditty, #7

I hope that the hokey pokey isn't what it's all about.

Odd Ethan..

On Writing, Part V

Thursday, September 23, 2010 - First attempt at getting a piece of writing published.

Finally Ethan..