ZyronDrazil
10-02-2004, 12:23 AM
I've got nothing better to do so I'll spill some random thoughts out here...
...I'm still waiting for the confirmation from my colligue Kain, to invite these 2 really good artists, of whom are in my drawing class, into being the originators of the animation in our comic book ideas. I'm hoping he gives me the green light, because this could mean a big break through for us and the entertainment ideas we have created just by rambling back and forth to eachother. Neither me or him can draw, but we're both pretty good at writing. I'm more of a writer than he is, but he is better at comming up with funny ideas...
...I'm still waiting for another response from some dude named Jim who I talked to about a week ago. Apparently he has some major connections in downtown cleveland, and could book concerts in some major areas. Such as: The Agora theatre, and all those venues... I was supposed to meet him in the cafeteria, bad Idea, seeing as we didn't meet before, so It was either leaving and droping him an email explaining how I couldn't find him, or going around asking everybody: "Are you Jim?" which I probably should have done, to be funny, but I didn't think of it at the time...
On a later note, the past two days I've been at a funeral. I hate funerals, because I hate the feeling I get when I'm around everyone else grieving. At some points I just wanted to stand out and tell everybody to stop crying, because she lived a full happy life and there was no reason to be upset over the whole ordeal. But I chose not too, probably for good reasons.
...I'm starting to believe that I give off some sort of 'evil' aura, or some kinda complection, because people seeem to want to avoid me at all costs, even those related to me, but I dont realy know. Mostly women though, I can't figure it out. Its like they even avoid eye contact, as if I'm gonna peer into their soul or something, which isn't all false, because I can see that far when I look into peoples eyes, but I wonder if they know that, if so how? I can't help it though, its not even with eye contact anymore, its not even tone of voice, its almost anything now, touch sight smell anything. My 6th sense seems to be over powering me as of late, and I don't know why. I don't see dead people, but I might as well. I call in empathy, others call it extended something I dunno either way its a form of telepathy, that has grown out of my control, probably why I can't stand funerals.
Its like midnight and theres nothin to do. I hate Ohio, I feel like raping the day every day, just to do somethin radical for once, nothin too against the law, just somethin to get more of a grasp on this life.
Theres this song by Katatonia that seems to have my face written all over it. It's called "Deadhouse" and how the guy can't seem to escape his depression (they're the most depressive band of all time, but I like them cuz they're talented as hell) I seem to be getting out of this depression, but it never goes away and I always find myself back to the beginning, like I'm running away from something that's not even there.
Sometimes I wonder if I'm just leading myself iinto more trouble by following my dreams. I have so many ideas comming in and out every day, and I can't seem to force myself to grasp at any of them. I feel like I'm waiting for something to happen, I just have no idea what it is and I have no idea why.
Today was a pretty awkward day. I went to the funeral again to watch them bury her, but I felt nothing. I don't feel sad about deaht anymore, because I guess I understand it or respect it too much to let it bother me. On the other side, a lot of ideas for my 2nd trilogy in one of my novel series's i have planned came into my mind today. They all seemed to surround my character Zyron Drazil. But we'll see where that leads me. I stil have to finish the first novel before I think about goin that far...
The other story I'm writing "Voyage To Nowhere" seems to be really a Voyage To nowhere for me. I'll write some, then I'll read what I've written, and I'll realize that its all a giant metaphor for everything I've been through, and all the things I've learned and come to understand. It carries a similar style to "Mountains of Madness" by Lovecraft (only the dialogue is much better) It seems to carry that sort of vibe. I'm glad I read that "On Writing" by Stephen King, he really taught me a lot with that book, and I've used some of his tricks with my writing as well, and my writing is so much more fluent because of him. Oh and if S.K. ever reads this thread, doubtful, I've killed all the unnecessary adverbs I could.
Anyway... I may spill some more out later but I can't think of anything at the momment.. Anyone else have any weird Ghost stories or anything?
...I'm still waiting for the confirmation from my colligue Kain, to invite these 2 really good artists, of whom are in my drawing class, into being the originators of the animation in our comic book ideas. I'm hoping he gives me the green light, because this could mean a big break through for us and the entertainment ideas we have created just by rambling back and forth to eachother. Neither me or him can draw, but we're both pretty good at writing. I'm more of a writer than he is, but he is better at comming up with funny ideas...
...I'm still waiting for another response from some dude named Jim who I talked to about a week ago. Apparently he has some major connections in downtown cleveland, and could book concerts in some major areas. Such as: The Agora theatre, and all those venues... I was supposed to meet him in the cafeteria, bad Idea, seeing as we didn't meet before, so It was either leaving and droping him an email explaining how I couldn't find him, or going around asking everybody: "Are you Jim?" which I probably should have done, to be funny, but I didn't think of it at the time...
On a later note, the past two days I've been at a funeral. I hate funerals, because I hate the feeling I get when I'm around everyone else grieving. At some points I just wanted to stand out and tell everybody to stop crying, because she lived a full happy life and there was no reason to be upset over the whole ordeal. But I chose not too, probably for good reasons.
...I'm starting to believe that I give off some sort of 'evil' aura, or some kinda complection, because people seeem to want to avoid me at all costs, even those related to me, but I dont realy know. Mostly women though, I can't figure it out. Its like they even avoid eye contact, as if I'm gonna peer into their soul or something, which isn't all false, because I can see that far when I look into peoples eyes, but I wonder if they know that, if so how? I can't help it though, its not even with eye contact anymore, its not even tone of voice, its almost anything now, touch sight smell anything. My 6th sense seems to be over powering me as of late, and I don't know why. I don't see dead people, but I might as well. I call in empathy, others call it extended something I dunno either way its a form of telepathy, that has grown out of my control, probably why I can't stand funerals.
Its like midnight and theres nothin to do. I hate Ohio, I feel like raping the day every day, just to do somethin radical for once, nothin too against the law, just somethin to get more of a grasp on this life.
Theres this song by Katatonia that seems to have my face written all over it. It's called "Deadhouse" and how the guy can't seem to escape his depression (they're the most depressive band of all time, but I like them cuz they're talented as hell) I seem to be getting out of this depression, but it never goes away and I always find myself back to the beginning, like I'm running away from something that's not even there.
Sometimes I wonder if I'm just leading myself iinto more trouble by following my dreams. I have so many ideas comming in and out every day, and I can't seem to force myself to grasp at any of them. I feel like I'm waiting for something to happen, I just have no idea what it is and I have no idea why.
Today was a pretty awkward day. I went to the funeral again to watch them bury her, but I felt nothing. I don't feel sad about deaht anymore, because I guess I understand it or respect it too much to let it bother me. On the other side, a lot of ideas for my 2nd trilogy in one of my novel series's i have planned came into my mind today. They all seemed to surround my character Zyron Drazil. But we'll see where that leads me. I stil have to finish the first novel before I think about goin that far...
The other story I'm writing "Voyage To Nowhere" seems to be really a Voyage To nowhere for me. I'll write some, then I'll read what I've written, and I'll realize that its all a giant metaphor for everything I've been through, and all the things I've learned and come to understand. It carries a similar style to "Mountains of Madness" by Lovecraft (only the dialogue is much better) It seems to carry that sort of vibe. I'm glad I read that "On Writing" by Stephen King, he really taught me a lot with that book, and I've used some of his tricks with my writing as well, and my writing is so much more fluent because of him. Oh and if S.K. ever reads this thread, doubtful, I've killed all the unnecessary adverbs I could.
Anyway... I may spill some more out later but I can't think of anything at the momment.. Anyone else have any weird Ghost stories or anything?