Albert's Featured RECords
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To have loved and to have lost is not best, although is seems eternal love does not exist except in words and lovers dreams. When chance or fate two lives entwine for some time they will share bliss, but sure is death then so is pain I don't know much but I know this. I do not wish to speak of love with bitter tongue or cruel intent, for I have known its warm embrace and don't regret a minute spent. I hope some day I'll find someone on whom I know I can depend, but Should I ever love again, at least I'll know that all things end. |
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- I looked at the sky
My First Record! Hi all...
needs some work, maybe re record the vocals to fit the music better in places?
If anyone wants the individual parts to play with let me know.
"I looked at the sky, and all I saw was clouds and blue space.
I looked at the sun and all I saw was black velvet light.
So I looked at the screen and painted a picture and told myself the beauty of the image I saw was real.
You said it best to me, and I hurt inside for the thought that all I could do was stand in your shadow and look up at the giant that stooped to look in my eye. In those eyes I saw recognition, though we met through only waves I knew that I could see in you a part of me.
The closing curtains of fate slammed books of destiny and as nothing more than a child of this world I walked away, but then you should know better than anyone that I will never let go of the torch you light from your own blinding light.
So I looked at the ground and saw a twisting yellow brick road that tracked away through the forest of a billion trees and with the help that you gave me I saw a lonely bench.
I sat down and looked up and saw nothing but darkness, the stars of the now fallen night blocked from my view by a maze of leaves and all I knew was nothing and all I wanted was to be out.
Here was I in the night of winter sitting on your bench holding your light, seen only by butterflies and telescopes, tracked only by angels and demons, screaming for help without moving my cold numb lips and I saw you.
For a fraction of time so small that it seemed of no significance to the rest of the world our eyes met in a place foreign to anyone but us and then I knew that the clouds had parted to reveal a small coloumn of light. So we stepped slowly forward together into the clearing and looked up to see that it was bright daylight and the eternal darkness that I had felt was no more than a daydream and a solar eclipse.
The blinding light bathed my skin in a warm glowing moment and the clouds drifted with slow intent far above us, the trees stretched up far below them and yet an infinity out of reach.
So lost was I in the nature of the world that we're flat stuck on, that i didn't even notice you slip slowly out back into the forest that you know so well but was a labyrinth to me.
So I looked down once more and followed your cold trail back into this life that I fear, knowing that my painting looks beautiful enough for me to look at once more."
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Painting Acrylic on canvas. This painting is about the fine line between the control we have over our thoughts and emotion and the control they have over us. the drips are used because of the lack of control. while I did not have control over the exact marks the paint made, those marks exist only because I created them. When your thoughts run wild or drift away this may be seen as you losing control over them, but if you take a more careful look at what is the "you" then the thoughts are perfectly in order. This is one of a series of painting, will upload some more when i get a chance.
- six
- im no good at titles
started with a drum loop by HeinzBeefBroth. this is what i got so far
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As i look into the mist, i know not what i face. It matters not for i know this: each step i take is not in vain but one towards my impending bliss. |
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now with added spelling! who would of guessed spell checking a document could take more than 5 hours.
This is my online journal. started on jan. 28th, 2004 the last entry on Nov. 6th, 2009. There is quite a lot of it so its asking a bit of anybody even to read it. what I think makes it kind of interesting is that I kept it before, during and after my first psychotic episode. I’m quite nervous about uploading it because I do come off kinda crazy/angsty/whatever. Even a year ago I don't think I would of let anybody read it in its entirety. Most of it was never written to be read.
As some of you may know, I suffer from bi-polar disorder. so when I say I come off a bit crazy at times this is mostly due to the fact I am quite crazy at times.
if anybody does take the time to read it your feedback would be really really valued.
I plan to add to what is here with extracts from papers journals I kept and a short lived blog.
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