Brown Limes
January 2010
22 posts
Two good songs.
These two songs from Anberlin’s newest record New Surrender make me think.
‘Breathe’
This is surrender
To a war-torn life I’ve lived.
Scars and stripes forever
In need of change I can’t resist.
No need to hide anything anymore.
Can’t return to who I was before.
I can finally breathe.
Suddenly alive.
I can finally move.
The world feels revived.
This long of a struggle
Finally opened up my eyes.
Revolution’s not easy
With a Civil War on the inside.
No need to hide anything anymore.
Can’t return to who I was before.
I can finally breathe.
Suddenly alive.
I can finally move.
‘Cause I realize.
‘Burn out Brighter (Northern Lights)’
Live, I wanna live inspired
Die, I wanna die for something
Facing towards the heavens
I fell into a pitch black
I’m moments from landing and I’m shaking like a heart attack
Is the time, can I turn back
I’ve made mistakes in the past
Need a chance, can’t take it back
Wish I could set things right tonight
Live, I wanna live inspired
Die, I wanna die for something higher than myself
Live and die for anyone else
The more I live I see this life’s not about me
All I know spins out of control
Wonder what’s next for heart and soul
Nothing I earned can save me now
Hearing one day be my final hour
Is the time, can I turn back
I’ve made mistakes in the past
Need a chance, can’t take it back
Wish I could set things right tonight
Live, I wanna live inspired
Die, I wanna die for something higher than myself
Live and die for anyone else
The more I live I see this life’s not about me
Don’t wanna leave this world knowing I preach in vain
Looked out for myself, so sorry so ashamed
Don’t wanna leave this life knowing I barely tried
Chased all my dreams that I can’t weigh on the inside
Take what you will from all of that, I suppose.
The hithertos and the whyfors.
I am going to Idaho. This is both exciting and nerve-racking. Before, let’s say, April 15th, I need to get around 3,000 smackers together. I accept cash or checks if you’re willing to donate. Trying to find a job makes me lethargic. I do not have motivation. Although getting out of Memphis ought to be motivation enough.
I will study Spanish. I eventually hope to go into linguistics; I want to some day earn a PhD. I don’t know in what, specifically, but I have time to figure that out. I don’t know what I want to do for work. Hopefully this recession wears off by then.
My mom does not want me to go but realizes that she can’t keep me here my whole life.
I hope to meet some cool people. I don’t really know what to expect, and I like that. I am also terrified by that. I don’t know why, last time I went to college I met some really great people. I don’t think that this time should be any different.
I plan on working while I’m out there. I’ll find something. I’ll have to if I want to be able to put food in my gut. Otherwise I’ll be raiding the fridge in the middle of the night to steal my roommates’ leftovers.
I’m going to live with Matt. He’s my best pal. This is the last chance I’ll get to do that. And there could be a whole different post about that.
There are some downfalls to leaving. My family will all be back east. I’ll leave behind Kelly and Karen and Grant, whom I look at as my little brother. Leaving him behind really upsets me. I love that kid. And things with Kelly. I don’t really want to leave all of that either. But I need to do this, and I’m not really sure why.
But I’m doing this for me. And I know I oughtta.
If you’re okay with a little strong language and you’d like to see what Maddoxx has to say about Idaho, click here.
Grant's Photos →
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Grant is the only real artist I know. I’ve said that for years now. He takes way great photographs and this link takes you to see ‘em.
Twenty five things I wanna do before I die.
- Get married
- Have babies
- Graduate (maybe a couple times)
- Go back to Argentina
- Go to Europe
- Learn a few more languages (French, Portuguese, Italian, Romanian)
- See the Pacific
- Read the entire Bible
- Write a book (or a couple)
- Make some change
- Pick up the piano again
- Drive myself from France to Spain while BLARING some Rock and Roll
- Fall in love
- Eat healthy
- Go to NYC
- Go to Asia (Japan, preferably)
- Learn to cook
- Learn to play the cello
- See Macchu Picchu
- See a Rock and Roll show on another continent
- See some ruins (preferably in the Americas, ie Central America)
- Win a competition
- Run for public office
- Stop procrastinating
- Not have regrets
@#$*%!
So I have a real problem with swearing.
The other night I ran into an old friend, Levi. We were at church. One thing that you need to understand is that he and I, when we get together, start feeling a bit loose and things are said that maybe shouldn’t be. And he used the word “hell” in a non-religious context; in other words, he swore at me. Everyone looked at us and I, in true Kirk fashion, began to chastise him for his usage of such base language. And he replied, “And this coming from the guy who said at EFY that his personal goal was to stop saying the F word.”
That was years and years ago, but I haven’t stopped swearing yet. I have gotten better. After two years of not swearing (in English), I’ve started back in it. There ought to be contributing factors, but I think that the main reason is that I am not very good at self-mastery.
Now when I was in Argentina, I learned a descent amount of swear words in Spanish. And a funny thing that I would occasionally do is ask some of my Latin American companions, “Hey, is ______ a swear word in your country like it is here?” And it was always good to see the reaction that you could get with that question. By way of information, yes, most of the time swear words are swear words across the geographical board.
I definitely swear less now than when I made that goal to stop using that one four-letter word. But it’s definitely a work in progress.
I have a similar post on my old blogger account.
Listen
So I’m trying to get back in the swing of real life after being out of the loop so long, and part of that has been a pretty dedicated search for music that I’ve missed out on. So over the next few weeks, I’m sure that a lot of music is going to find its way up here.
Today we’ll hear He is We’s Happily Ever After (Acoustic Version). He is We was recently named one of purevolume’s Top 20 Unsigned Bands of 2009. They make goooood music. Click the He is We link to listen to and download a few songs and to hear the original version of Happily Ever After.
Culture Shock.
I am really freaked out by Lady Gaga.
I’ve never seen Jersey Shore but I’m pretty sure I hate it.
How can all of this Jay Leno business possibly be happening? I am a Letterman Supporter. Did anyone see Madonna on ther the other night, by the way? She’s looking dank, for real.
That newest J. K. Rowling book, The Tales of Beetle the Bard, was short, boring, and only caused me to have more questions.
I hate that the word “tweet” means something technologically related. I’ll probably cave and open a Twitter account by the end of July 2010, at the absolute latest.
What’s happening to America?
Vietnamese Prison Camp.
So I was out of the country for a while serving a mission in Argentina for my church. Not long after my sister Marlena came home from her mission in Southern California, she, my cousin Matt, and I went to Blockbuster. I remember that we were there at the counter and on the back wall behind the register there was a large board labeled “Coming Attractions” and fitted with all of the movies that would be available in the coming weeks and months.
Eyeing the board, and in a somewhat exhausted tone of voice, Mar said “I haven’t heard of any of these movies.” Matt looked at the girl running the cash register and said in that oh so nonchalant tone of voice and 50’s family sitcom smile that only he can pull off, “Vietnamese Prison Camp…gets you every time.”
So these are the movies that I’ve seen after my bout in Prison Camp, in the order in which I saw them.
