Five Pecks of Rice

I actually wrote lyrics that I liked this evening, and I put it to a riff I have been playing around with. We may actually have a song on our hands.

I came to the name by accident. The song is clearly about the crusades (make of it what you will) and I being the crafty wordsmith I am not was looking for something to call it on the wiki page for the crusades. When I typed in holy war the line five pecks of rice came up and I thought it sounded cool and after reading a bit about it the name seemed to fit. word.

Five Pecks of Rice

we break the rules every night
place full trust in comrade's hands
the devils fighting on our side
but our god's winning in the end

trust me brother we will meet again
and tell my mother ill be home when
the fear is concord and there is no sin
and we walk among martyrs and saints

listen when I say
never let your guard down
hold fast hope see through the night
let love above all lead you home

trust steal in hand and shield by side
forgive your brother but let justice ride
take what you need to survive
but pillage not your promise land

trust me brother we will meet again
and tell my mother ill be home when
the fear is concord and there is no sin
and we walk among martyrs and saints

we shed our fear
we cast off doubt
embrace our faith in the unknown
seize the helm
turn ship around
and sail into the righteous and the true

Its been a long time

I haven't written since April, and that post was lyrics to a song. How lame of me.

I thought about writing about how I want to start making it a habit to post, but I know myself and I know that I will probably post a couple of times and then call it another couple of months.

I don't even really know what this is. I guess I started writing to feel connected to something larger than myself. I realize this is no better than a twitter, something I swore I would never get, but honestly thats just me trying to push away from something. I really don't care if people have them, I might even be coaxed into starting one. But in all honesty I probably wouldn't update. Sometimes I feel like I have nothing interesting to say. I know however that I have many interesting things to say and don't want the world to read most of it. I think above all I don't care about most of the crap people post about.

I hardly make facebook updates that aren't questions because i don't want to write about how I am studying or going to work or to bed early. A friend of mine put it well one time when she said "I don't ever want to have to report what I am doing to anyone"

I totally get that and am the same way. . .

Honestly my life is very different these days than it was last year.

I went from being a full time teacher to a full time Graduate student. Since I only have class 2 days a week and currently do not work (for reasons I will explain to anyone who does not know but wishes too.)

Therefore most of my time I am just hanging out at my apartment. I am not going to complain about being bored, because having the summers off when I was teaching helped me to appreciate all the me activities that I can do. Since I am clearly ADD I bounce from reading for grad school, reading for fun, watching my favorite TV shows, playing video games and playing guitar.

I still have a personal trainer and I definitely look forward to my training. I think its my favorite part of the week. Its nice to be seeing great results from that, even if I am the only one who notices (because lets be honest its not about you)

The only problem I have is I am in my head to much. I got really good at filtering my own jumpy mind. Lets see if I can explain. Simply I read to much into things. I get over anxious about stupid shit that doesn't matter. I feel like I am missing out from time to time.

What I know at the end of the day those is that I need to control this. I really need to focus and work on shit for myself. Its not often that life gives us the chance to have so much time to ourselves, and I need to make the most of it.

I have things that I want to get done, and I really feel like I need to force myself to stay focused so I have something to show for my time.

For example, I would like to finish my acoustic songs and make at least an EP for myself. I want to do the same with all my electric material.

I also have an idea for a social experiment that I want to do.

I feel like that last part falls under Carpe Diem. I really need to get myself outside and exploring and seeing where the day takes me.

Tonight I keep thinking about traveling. I want to be a nomad and see every piece of ruins this world has to offer. I just love walking in the footsteps of giants, the energy is in the air in those places, and it really gives me a crazy rush.

Someone journey with me please?

So sorry for my long rant. I hope at least 5 people who care about me read this and learn something new about me. Otherwise I don't think there is a point to posting on the internet.

Also if you read and we haven't hung out in a while, let me know because we should hang.

With Warm Regard,
Brian

What the fuck? It's time to get up, you're sleeping in again. Well, so what? I don't give a fuck. Pull the blankets over my head. The world wastes away with another day so I lie here instead. I'm so scared. What's my family gonna do? When the waters come crashing in over the island. What the fuck? It's time to get up, it's hotter every day. Well, so what? I just don't give a fuck. Maybe I'm comfortable with the decay. The world wastes another day and soon we'll all be dead. I'm so scared. When the buildings start to fall and the bridges crumble. It doesn't seem that far away at all. I can't stop the nightmares of you and me up against the wall with bags over our heads. Yeah. I think I'll stay for a little bit and just try and clear my head cause soon we'll all be dead.

Shorebirds - Sleeping In

Weekend

Its not a great Idea to go to bed late on a saturday night, because then you can't get to sleep on sunday night, which makes it hard to get up for work on monday morning (which is normally pretty hard to do on its own)

This weekend was mostly filled with hanging out and helping my buddy Chris film a 5 minute short movie.

He did this video too, its pretty sweet, and the band is really good too. Get into it.



The Leftovers "Dance With Me" from Joel Messer on Vimeo.

Also once the winter goes away Boston is so filled with sand its like living on the beach . . . . a really dirty disgusting beach.

Coincidence or Fate

I am not sure which is at work.

Lately i have had to ask the question a lot more. Just little things I guess, like I was supposed to be at that place at a certain time. For instance the other day I decided to go thrifting and on the first used bookshelf I found a copy of On the Beach (for $.99) a book I took out of the library and loved. . . see like 2 posts down. Later in my thrift book searching I found another book on my list of things to read. "Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance"

Another example: I was trying to figure out what to use my birthday money for, and I decided I wanted to get an accordion which are really expensive it turns out. My Godfather (thats right) has played the accordion forever, so I consulted him on the matter, and showed him a used one I had found online. He proceeded to tell me he had 3 and that I could borrow one to start out with! I never expected that and I am so psyched about it!

So Accordions, Coffee Cups, and thrifted books. Is life coincidence or fate. I like to think lately they are little messages to keep me going.

Coffee Cup Messages

Starbucks has "The Way I See it" Quotes on all of their coffee cups.

Today I got one that I found to be appropriate and introspective rather than inspiring.

Upon getting off the train and finishing my drink I threw the cup away, immediately realizing I shouldnt have done that.

The jist of the quote was. . . something about commitment being feared (in work, play, and love) but actually freeing your mind from emotional tryanny. . . or something like that.

Anyways it made me think. . .