A friend sent this to me today. They said it reminded them of me.

I think it burns my sense of truth
to hear me shouting at my youth
I need a way to sort it out.

After I die, I'll re-awake,
redefine what was at stake
from the hindsight of a god.

I'll see the people that I use,
see the substance I abuse,
the ugly places that I lived.

Did I make money? Was I proud?
Did I play my songs too loud?
Did I leave my life to chance
or did I make you f***ing dance?

Symmetry exists only in our mind.
Our brain is shaping squares.
So I woke up with entropy defined
but the forms still linger there, in my head.

I'll see the people that I use,
see the substance I abuse,
the ugly places that I lived.

Did I make money? Was I proud?
Did I play my songs too loud?
Did I leave my life to chance
or did I make you f***ing dance?

Global concepts uncommon the world round
but we share a mortal frame
that if you can hear reacts to every sound
but no two people move the same.

I think it burns my sense of truth
to hear me shouting at my youth
I need a way to sort it out.

After I die, I'll re-awake,
redefine what was at stake
from the hindsight of a god.

I'll see the people that I use,
see the substance I abuse,
the ugly places that I lived.

Did I make money? Was I proud?
Did I play my songs too loud?
Did I leave my life to chance
or did I make you f***ing dance?

My guy friend who is good at computers is helping me reformat my blog.

I am loving this project by Sigur Ros.

Check out more of their work here.

They call me, a little grown up
See, I’m upset because I've always been stuck
But I don’t know what it is I’m without
Guess I’m in love with always feeling down
See the problem was I
Was fully consumed
With all of the petty things that I couldn’t do
All of the plastic products, shows and woes
I didn't ever show, I let it go
So I listen while I’m told
Sit back, don’t think, get high
Take drink, sit back, don’t think
The more I listen the deeper I sink
Oooo
I go higher and I say ooo
Oh ooo I go higher
This head that I hold is so tired
And I say oohh no I go higher
And I said Oohh what’s it gon, what’s it gonna be, 
Make me say oohh, what’s it gon, what’s it gonna be
I’m feelin’ so cold, but they won’t, but they won’t 
believe
Make me say oh, oh , oh , oh , ohh
So find me stuck in some scene
I wanna get out but there’s no in between
So I sit back as I watch the crowd go
Never assuming that it's something so low
See the answer is this
If I wanna be free
I gotta stop playin’ round and runnin’ from me
Cuz all of the plastic products, shows and woes
Got my head feelin’ low, no room to grow
So I listen while I’m told
Sit back don’t think get high
Take drink don’t feel just go
If you listen carefully then you won't feel so low
Sit back don’t think the more I listen the deeper I 
sink
Ooooo I got higher and I say oh oo I go higher
This head that I hold is so tired
And I say oh, no, I go higher,
And I say oh, what’s it gon, what’s it gonna be
Make me so oh what’s it gon what’s it gonna be
I’m feeling so cold but they won’t, but they won’t 
believe
Make me so oh, oh , oh, oh, oh!

I say oh I go higher!
And I say oh,oohh oh I go higher
Get no sleep feed the empire
And I say oh, no I go higher
And I say oh I go higher
And I say oh, oh oh I go higher
This head that I hold is so tired,
And I say no go higher

I finally have tickets to Burningman. Somehow...

I just got back from Europe and all the hip kids were listening to this band. 

I can't stop listening.

Some inspirado for a Wednesday afternoon.  Bu bu bummm....

I guess I'll be moving to New York soon.