Spencer Chamberlain of Underoath,
12-2-09, Clifton Park, NY

new writing.

music speaks louder than their voices.
options just seemed so much easier than making choices.
i'm not here to be social or a saint.
these aren't lapses in judgment or something insane.
here you are and
you do not subscribe
you are here but
you do not subscribe
hover goes this moment i'm alive so
the karma doesn't work here,
the love is never free
and i'm not the only one suffering
from their misery.

i don't let it define the way i move through crowds
i'll be in your face but they never taught me to be loud.
they those in that bed are coddled, cuddled
when they up and vanished with a trace
monsters live inside this sheep
monsters from which i've yet to weep.

toronto, august 2009

hanson/hellogoodbye/steel train/ sherwood @ northern lights
oct 16th, 2009, clifton park, ny

coney island fourth of july :: 2009

It is time, i think, for me to reacquaint myself with my camera. to put head to heart. for awhile, to just get rid of the madness. to be able to find vibrancy in simplicity. that's how i always learned to take photos. i'm not sure how i got here, a stranger to the lens. perhaps it is time to revel in the glass once more. doubt changes a person. it suffocated me for years.

i'm ready to be free of that doubt and put finger to trigger like i'm shooting a gun.
so fuck it, i'm going to put all these things out of their misery and just take their god damn pictures.

(from my livejournal, june 22nd, 2009)

you used to talk to me till i fell asleep i like slipped through your hands then. i used to walk with you to feel the weigh of it so try to look alive alright?

(from my LJ, january 2009)