If you see my dad tell him my brothers all gone mad they’re beating on each other… I walked around… even tried to call… got that funny feeling god is dead
He’s not there at all…
—Perry Farrell / Jane’s Addiction
When It Rains, It…
As it turns out the saying “When it rains, it pours” can also be applied to good things.
— and they are happening.
Moleskine Journals
So i bought another moleskine journal. This puts me at 6 in total. I saw this one in a book store last night and decided I had to have it…
—- it’s different.
It’s a daily diary with the day and date on each page… very few lines to write on… so you’re forced to eliminate fluff. Just the details…
what i did today.
what i want to do tomorrow.
a few things i’m thankful for.
that’s all.
the other ones i’m just filling with thoughts…
::side bar::
a few days ago I was raging in my house. I’d inhaled a 5 hour energy and drank way too much espresso. A motivational speaker was on the TV…
—- things went crazy….
I was heating up a glass candle holder on one of the stove flames to get the wax out of the bottom of it so I could put another candle in it.
The guy on the TV was screaming… “YOU CAN DO ANYTHING YOU PUT YOUR MIND TO” “YOU CAN DO ANYTHING YOU DREAM”. My mind was on fire. I grabbed the white hot glass candle holder with a pot holder… I was freaked that I’d get burned so I poured all the wax into the sink before thinking about it… then the wax was all over the sink. I couldn’t believe I’d just done that and while I was thinking about that I grabbed the glass candle holder with my bare hand and burned the living hell out my palm…
I froze, laughed and knew exactly what was going on.
I had been branded by the Universe…
Now I have a scar from the burn on the inside of my left hand…
to remind me of the time I felt invincible.
Out There
Outside my window, there is a fairytale happening. At any time I can walk out of the door and take part in this story. It’s happening constantly, never stopping and provides a limitless amount of opportunity, adventure and fortune. Travel, people, entertainment, music, women, friends, laughter, food, sights, sounds, smells.
When I am finished, I can come home and put the world back in the window.
Until next time…
Starting over
Felt like starting my tumblr over. Again. Yes. Today is a great day. I bought a moleskine journal… ok I bought 4 moleskine journals… ok I bought 5. But I’m giving one of them to someone else, so I will have four.
It’s more interesting to look back at handwritten journals… I have a hand written poem that my grandfather wrote about my father 25 years ago… it’s called “Born to Lose”.
The paper it’s written on is aged, two pages are held together with a rusted staple, visually it is amazing… much more interesting than… this.
Malan Darras on Posterous
Hi. My name is Malan Darras. So yeah, this is my first post on Posterous and I linked to every account I have. I’m guessing this post is going to pop up on FB, twitter, etc. We’ll see.
Side note: this may be the only time I ever post on Posterous.
Thanks,
Time Flies…
I jumped in a recording studio yesterday to track some guitars and bass for a track that I had previously recorded piano and scratch vocals for. When the session was opened it was mentioned that the file was last touched a year and 3 months ago.
Michael Jackson art collection seen for the first time on TV. Aug 18th 2011.
Eraser
it’s late. i’m tired. so much happening. so many things accomplished today. on a minimal kick. sold & gave away most of everything i own. moved into a little house in the Hollywood Hills with a view that takes my breath away. every time. the moon rises over the hill each night, like something out of a movie.
