On Carson Leith

Honestly, I am not supposed to be blogging right now. No. What I'm supposed to do, is work on my essays for application for graduate studies.

But. What one wants and what one is supposed to do are two completely divergent things which do not co-exist on the same plane my friend.

And hence, why I am writing here. (Even though I'm not supposed to)

So. On Carson Leith.

Who is he? The lead vocalist for Brothers At Sea. The band I so have the hots for right now (which make me like such a lameduck because they'd released their EP like in January this year - or so various sources on the world wide web tells me), as you can evidently tell if you've been following my earlier posts.

Carson is inspiring. Truly. He's younger than I am, having only started college in 2008 (making him as old as my second brother). But, the guy is extremely, and uncannily, thoughtful. Beyond his years, I'd say. One only need to read his blog (or ex-blog, since he's moved to tumblr.com at carsonleith.tumblr.com) which is carsonleith.blogspot.com.

Go there. I dare ya. You won't regret it. Seriously. Although, in passing - I do wonder why he moved to tumblr.com from blogspot....

Now, obviously I sound like a psychotic stalker with how I am apparently dedicating this post to him...essentially. So just in case Carson reads this by some unexplainable and misbegotten chance: Carson dude, no, I am NOT stalking you. And before you get any ideas of suing me, I'm one step ahead of you buddy. I would seriously advise against it, because my current occupation just so happens to be lawyering :D

I hate losing cases, so I'll make sure that I'm the one who wins. (blagh, who am I kidding.)

Anyway, back to Carson. Reading his blog, has inspired me in so many different ways. To my delight, apart from sharing my addiction to coffee, Carson shares my love of reading and writers/poets such as Hemingway and Pablo Neruda (see my previous post titled "I do not love you"). I don't know many guys around here like that, so you'll understand why I'm all gaga over finding this out.

He is also, apparently, religious. Granted, we do not share the same faith - in fact, we cannot be more diametrically opposed.

But, that is not to say I don't get what he's saying when he talks of religion. Which brings me to believe, that one need not share the same faith to understand faith itself.

I can go on to our similar tastes in music, but I won't because I'm already freaking myself out enough with this post...so I'm restraining myself and will stop here.

With a side note: in a different universe, in a different time, in a different setting and in the same spot, Carson would be my perfect Garage Band King.

So all I gotta do now is, find one that fits in my current lifetime.

If you see him, contact me do.

***Disclaimer: the photo here does NOT belong to me. I got it off their facebook page and am not using it for profit. Carson's the one in the middle.

The Unnatural

It's only natural that you would feel
the world that you see is a syndicate
and the box in which you live in, an sphere
But it's only unnatural that I would feel
that the waters I swim in is clean
my eyes cannot see into the light
the curtains are all that is in sight
and they would not budge

It's only natural that you would feel
that it is impossible to heal
the wounds wrought too deep to cover
and sewing back erases not the marks
But unnatural it is that I
would be incapable of knowing
or telling the differences that lie
the paths that you and I walk in
have broken up in opposing directions
and I can't hold your hand now
and you can't see my tears now

It's only natural that here
is where we etch history
I've sung out anthems in glory
and you've fought wars in all forms of bravery
but a closer look inside
reveals blood
we're both bleeding from our sacrifices
and while pain is not unnatural
the attempt to believe it's real and happening
will always be unnatural to me

***H.Az

All That I'm Looking For

is happiness and contentment.

And to reach it, they say there are many roads to Rome. But which road will you take? Which road is the right one, which is the one easy, and which road is the one you really, really want?

The price tagged on happiness and contentment depends on how each of us view it, and the medium we use to measure it.

What are you looking for?

Poor Man's Mad Libs

1. When I woke up this morning, I knew today would be ______full of events____________.
2. __________Believe________ me.
3. If I could be anywhere in the world right now, I'd be ____in my old room, in my house in London______________.
4. ___Pink_______________ is my favorite __colour________________.
5. I can't get ___The Temper Trap's "Fader"_________ out of my head.
6. If ____I am wrong______________, then ____you are too______________.
7. You should __just go________________ and ___leave_______________ me.
8. Fuck _____the bitches_____________.
9. I ____thought______________ you were ___better than this_______________.
10. Sometimes, I can't ___breathe_______________.
11. If only I _ was more brave_________________.
12. Last time we ____talked______________, I ___was confused_______________.
13. ____Reading______________ is the last thing I do before I go to bed.