"And the thunder answered back "

I think I already made a post about this, but it happened again.

hello internet my name is Marten.
seems like an easy name. right?
wrong!?!!
it's the most difficult name in the universe.
well not really, but still pretty difficult to properly pronounce apparently.

The other day I met one of my neighbors for the first time. This is how the conversation went.
(Real neighbors name has been changed in this post to protect his identity)

(Neighbor)Hi Neighbor! My name is Scooter. I live a few doors down from you.
(Me) Hi. Marten.
(Scooter) Martian?
(Me) Mar-ten
(Scooter) Mitchem?
(Me) M-A-R-T-E-N
(Scooter) Ah, I see. Marchan. Nice to meet you.

I really think I should go by a different introduction name, so that introductions can move along much smoother.
I need a name.
Something with strong syllables. And less of what ever it is that makes saying the name Marten so confusing.

anyway. happy tuesday
.

Eskimeaux - The Thunder Answered Back



o, how my heart can fly when your smile has good intentions
and "hi" can mean the world to me
i know singing makes you shy when it's in front of me and my friends
but your singing means the world to me
how i tried to keep my cool when we disappointed you
you waxen wing, you foolish thing
and o, how i can still taste your tongue tied stare upon my face
you dirty look, you burning bush
so here i sit, come to rest some weight upon your little chest
you free-for-all, you wrecking ball
so here i stand, next to your bed, to lay waste to your healthy head
you spiderweb, you dance of death
you could even be so cold and leave me wondering where you've gone
you prickly frost, you courage lost
you could even be so mad you'd shake me by the shoulders screaming
you coward, you hummingbird

I screamed out how'd it get this bad?
And the thunder answered back
if you know not what you lack
then you must unturn your back
Your inside is overcast
you are tethered to your past
and it must feel like fucking hell
to be a patchwork of yourself,
a bunch of scraps thrown and sewn around your bones
and though you're alone it's holding you too tightly.
But Who are you? From where do you come?
What do you believe in? Whom do you love?

"no more butter scones for me"

good night. and good dreams.

i hate school.
I really do.
That being said, I do love to learn new things. But I hate the school system of "learning"

I don't understand people who graduate school and say "I wish I was back in school"
why?
why would you wish that?
of all the things you could wish for.
why?
pony? no.
magic rainbow, pot of gold? no.
eagle powers? no.
world peace? no.
just school.

I don't understand.



I am currently taking my first summer class of my college life.
I was looking at my schedule that thought to my self,
"a quiz every day, and an exam every week.
seems a bit excessive."
then I realized that is because the class is only 3 weeks long.
somehow I missed that important detail.

well.
good night.
and good dreams.
wish for nicer things then going back to school.
if not for yourself, do it for me.



Fast Blood - Frightened Rabbit


good night
it's stroke-time
let's get paralysed down both sides
snake hips, red city kiss
and your black eyes roll back
midnight organ fight
yours gives into mine
it's all right

and the fast blood
hurricanes through me
and then it rips my roof away with her fire heads
this is the longest kiss
good night

and now I, I tremble,
because this fumble
has become biblical
I feel like I just died twice
was reborn again
for all our dirty sins

and the fast blood, fast blood, fast blood
hurricanes through me
and then it rips my roof away with her fire heads
this is the longest kiss
good night

good night
and then I fall down
I stumble
and she said, good night