Randa Lynn : Weblog

You guys probably get tired of my writing...

Mon, 18 Aug 2008 20:19:26 GMT

Atrocious people fill beautiful spaces.

Smog and smoke choking out love.

Fist fly, voices raise.

There is no hope.

Downward spiral of lost souls.

Deeper we fall.

Slipping from lights welcomed beams.

Into abyss.

No justice, no peace.

Simply darkness as our payment for ignorance

Hair Help haha!

Sat, 09 Aug 2008 00:44:58 GMT

Me and a few buddies were playin with some perkisets and somehow we got my hair in a faux hawk on the top

I really wish I knew what we did to it

cause I wanna do it again!

Anyone know how I could do it?

cause I've tried everything I know, and it just falls after about 10 minutes

I was looking through some old notebooks and ran across this

Tue, 22 Jul 2008 01:32:26 GMT

LIGHT

In the midst of all I see

there is you

there is me

Now thru the dark

you shine forth

washing my path in light

once onyx with unsurity

now white with purpose

clearing my thoughts of troubling things

asuring my eyes of what seems to be

all at once

I burst to life

Your light shine through me

as we embrace

Don't let go

Please don't let go

I need your light

I need your flame

We begin to walk, your hand in mine

our paths join, stretching before us

becoming one

In our new found light

In our new found life

My memories of the dark slowly fading

Like the moons gentle beams at morns first sight

These memories, once reality

untangable even to a dream

and in the midst of all I see

there is you

there is me

That one was inspired by a dream, I'm pretty sure

Randa's in a writing mood today...

Mon, 21 Jul 2008 02:53:35 GMT

teardrops fall like liquid confessions from these mute eyes of regreat and misconception

breaking the self proclaimed silence with deafening resistance

cries of malice lash fourth

gnawing at the hearts of the injust

sitting idly by

watchin the corruption from throwns of greed and lust

all the while pocketting the currency of our mindless indulgances

I hate labels

Sun, 06 Jul 2008 22:59:01 GMT

I was listening to the Dresden Dolls the other day. They're pretty much up at the top of my favorite bands of all time. I LOVE them!

Then I went through the rest of my stuff and just catagorized in my mind what each band fell under.

I listen to about....

5% acoustic

5 % uncatagorizable

10% techno

20% screamo/emo

20% percent of a jumbled mess of raging, in your face, kill you on contact metal

30% Punk

(that's an EXTREMELY abbriviated list... just taking head calculations here)

sooooo...

then tell me

Why do I get called emo if most of the stuff I listen to is punk or meatal?

I hate labels in general

but

if I do listen to emo, it's not MCR or anything pop punkish

I listen to the almost punk stuff... it's a very thin line my emo bands walk between punk and emo

(not to bash MCR or anything, they're alright.... i just don't prefer them)

Chipmunks and Snakes

Wed, 02 Jul 2008 17:28:45 GMT

I was writing a song today

I decided to go outside and climb a tree. I do that quite often when I'm writing. It's pretty refreshing. I got side tracked by a chipmunk that was having a fit. I mean, he was just NOT happy about something. Come to find out there was a snake. So, I decided to just watch the scene unfold.

I waited there for around 30 minutes. The chipmunk still upset, the snake still there

30 minutes

Then, the snake just left

No harm done to anything, no one eatin, no one harmed

The only one with a problem was the chipmunk, who was basically pissed at the snake for just existing

Then it hit me!

Most people are like that chipmunk, getting all worked up over NOTHING at all. I prefer to be seen as the sake in this situation. I go about with my buissness not bothering anyone or anything. Now, tell me... Do you not think that if I were a chipmunk I would already be so stressed out and on soooo many med.s that I couldn't function without some kinda of medications to calm me down.

You see

That's my problem with the world today.... They're all chipmunks

No one's a snake