Battle Creed

We’re outnumbered, we cling to the action that’s right holding to the beckons of a feeble light with ferocity, forsaking the darkness closing in the epic of our journey is about to begin come with me, come with me… The times are dark and our chances are grim But who is more enabled than me and my kin To live and to die in a way that makes the others look over, so come with me. Come with me. I am ready for the fight! I am ready to wake up I am sick of just enough I am reaching for the light! I want to be alive! I want to feel the truth I want to die in pain I am grasping toward the light! becoming numb is our fear and it’s closing in fast This ship isn’t sinking with its sails drawn at half-mast We’re not searching for a battle-high It’s more than that It’s a treasure hunt for a hidden key to this secret So come with me, come with me. (Didn't enunciate very clearly for the second verse... sorry, guys)

We spend most our lives sleeping for that one moment when we're awake

We spend most our lives sleeping for that one moment when we're awake/an over-privileged generation with a lot at stake/hanging on to a college education//we bought into the lie that we determine the fates/just because we're the self-entitled children of a past golden age/doesn't mean that we order the stars//what if life was more than I could choose?/that would be something to glory in as well as something to lose

New Online Corners

In case you didn't notice, I now have a tumblr at Gridlock Rogues... ...And then there's my Youtube channel, too. All pretty much the same content. On both of these little web corners, I'll just be publishing my own creations (much as I love internet aggregating and Treasure Planet spam... you know me.... =D) so you can count on original content from those wee places. Also I LOVE you guys. For those of you out there who still pop by every now and again, I love you thoughtful, idealistic, contemplative people who hang around blogspot and I wish I knew all of you in real life. Stay dangerous, Grace

LET US TEAR AWAY THE CURTAIN!

In all the authority that is vested in me (which is to say, none) I command you to listen to this song: Lindsey's awesomeness right here.

Popping in...

....to say I love you all. Here are two posts you must read: This one of Alexa's... And this one of SaBaM's. She's leaving us for six months and I don't know what to do. Actually I just don't know what to do, period. Don't know what's next. It's time to plan a new adventure. I reactivated this wee web corner for the purpose of sharing some music. Ophie and I have been music-writing-up-a-storm lately and I'm aching to share it with my longsuffering readers who read my thoughts in blog-form for so long. I thought that perhaps a few of you might be up for listening to thoughts by the same author in musical (more or less) form. And then this silly sore throat came and I can't croak a word. Never undervalue your voice. It's crippling to go without. =P Here's a little something, though. Although it was inspired by a particular incident, "brothers" is used gender-inclusively (it just had a better ring to it than "band of siblings" and I'm used to gender-inclusivity from Spanish so yeah). The thrill of breathing is enough to make me want to scream /We're gonna get soaked in those uncharted waters over there /And there are sacred things still alive on this earth for us to see /I'm shaking, now, just looking ahead //Because I love you all, and my kin love me/ You hold me in your smiles and I know/ that if a lass has a band of brothers on her side/ she's pretty much good to go.// We've got each others' backs/ Am I pulling you or are you pulling me?/ It doesn't matter cause the strength of two is three/ And when I'm about to fall I think about the look you'd give me/ It feels so full just to rest in your laughter once again