"Waiting for the End"

Do you like music? Me too. One of my top ten favorite bands is Linkin Park. Recently I heard a song that I would just like to share with you.

 "Waiting for the End" by Linkin Park

This is not the end
This is not the begining
Just a voice like a riot rocking every revision
But you listen to the tone and the violent rhythm
Though the words sound steady something emptys within 'em
We say Yeah!
With fists flyin up in the air
Like we're holding onto something thats invisible there
Cause we're living at the mercy of the pain and the fear
Until we dead it, forget it, let it all dissapear

Waiting for the end to come,
Wishing I had strength to stand.
This is not what I had planned
Its out of my control.
Flying at the speed of light,
Thoughts were spinning in my head.
So many things were left unsaid.
Its hard to let you go.

I know what it takes to move on
I know how it feels to lie.
All I wanna do is trade this life for something new
Holding on to what I haven't got!

Sitting in an empty room
Trying to forget the past
This was never ment to last
I wish it wasn't so

I know what it takes to move on
I know how if feels to lie
All I wanna do is trade this life for something new
Holding on to what I haven't got.

What was left when the fire was gone
I thought it felt right but that right was wrong.
All caught up in the eye of the storm
And trying to figure out what its like moving on
And I don't even know what kinda things I said
My mouth kept moving but my mind went dead
So picking up the pieces now where to begin?
The hardest part of ending is starting again.

All I wanna do it trade this life for something new
Holding on to what I haven't got
This is not the begining
Just a voice like a riot rocking every revision
But you listen to the tone and the violent rhythm          (I'm holding on to what I haven't....
Though the words sound steady something emptys within 'em    GOT)
We say Yeah!
With fists flyin up in the air
Like we're holding onto something thats invisible there
Cause we're living at the mercy of the pain and the fear            (Holding on to what I haven't
Until we dead it, forget it, let it all dissapear                                got) 

Link to a lyric video on youtube.
Link to the music video

What a great song. I love it personally. It actually gave me an idea about my life. That is, something I could do in my life. We'll see how it turns out though, not to sure it'll work. I hope you enjoy.

Growing Up and Optimism

So yes, as you can tell from the date of this post, its been awhile since I've posted anything. A long while. This is mostly because for all of that time, I was going to a difficult time with a girl. I won't go into specifics for the sake of peace but lets just say it wasn't my idea to do what was done. I've also come to terms with a lot of things over these weeks. Some I might ramble on about, others I'll keep to myself. For instance, I've realized that no one will ever read this and I only began this because I hope someone out there will give a crap about me. That's okay though. Ignorance is bliss and I will never know if someone does or not. For anyone who does read this, I appreciate taking the time to get out of your life to enter mine. Even though you wouldn't be entering just my life, but also my mind.

Here I'll just talk. Talk and talk for awhile with no problem because there's no one to tell me what to think, or say, or do, and I reign supreme in this small computer screen. Its a feeling of power that no one can take from me and I believe that it can help me cope with a lot. If you haven't pieced it together, I was broken up with and it makes me realize how fragile things can be. Being as young as I am, I rejected the idea that I felt invincible. The adults in church or school and even at home would always say that I thought I knew everything or I thought I was invincible. From my point of view, I never did. I could feel pain and I didn't know what the capital of Insert random country was. However, I think I get it now. They weren't saying I thought I was all-knowing or physically indestructible. They were saying that I didn't get it all and I wouldn't show caution in dealing with situations. A great example of this was my recent relationship problem. When I started dating,  it felt like it was perfect. Literally perfect. We were completely compatible, never insulted each other, and never grew tired of one another. I guess I thought it had to be perfect because that's what it was. Anyway, I never took the time to realize, that things could happen that would change that. I would move, be jealous, say stupid things. What I had was good, but far from perfect. I never took a step back and said, "Okay, lets look at this and see all the possibilities and see where I can go from here." Even though everything was great, it wasn't perfect. Nothing is ever perfect. Part of growing up is learning that. You'll have to make a tough decision in your life or even be forced into a situation that will make you realize that bad things WILL happen. Thankfully, however, if you can learn to persevere and learn from your mistakes, things will get better. Okay God....lesson learned.

Would you know it? I learned something in my random incoherent rambling. Interesting. Well, I will say that this isn't a place to come if your bored. That's a lot to take in. Even I have trouble re-reading that last paragraph. It helps to know that I've at least said it, you know? I've put my feelings and what I think out there and maybe someone will look at it. I guess this blog has given me a new look on life and other things. I recently began a book called Listen by Nancy Coffelt. One of the characters wrote a blog and it reminded me of this one. His was much better though. I'd read it if I were you, pretty good so far. I'll give you my full opinion when I finish.

Complaining about complaining/ People

I know the title is stupid, but please, bear with me. I promise I have a point. You know those people that are hypocrites? Annoying right? A hypocrite is a hypocrite but the ones I'm talking about are the ones who complain or speak out against something that they do themselves. But He who shall not be named, isn't that the very definition of a hypocrite? Yes curious little one. *pats your head*. However, I'm not talking about the ones who say not to do something and then do it. I'm talking about those that publicly speak out against something that was public which you know for a fact that they do in private. For instance, lets take John. (Total fictional character. If your name is John, this is not about you. Or is it.....?) John is against, oh I don't know, lets say he's against giving somebody the bird. (For those innocent minds out there, yes, I do mean actually giving an animal to someone.) The thing is that John gives his friends and relatives the bird all the time. One day John is out in public and sees someone flip the bird to another. Outraged he begins to complain the rest of the day about how people shouldn't do that sort of thing to another. Yet, whats the difference in flipping off your friends and family, as opposed to some random stranger. Yes, your family/friends know you, but does that make it any more right?

Sorry for the seriousness, I was just wanting to say that for awhile. So.....to those who read this, whatever your name may be. Although your probably the people that I ask to read it, I would like to think differently because I, my friends, am an optimist. No I'm just kidding. Your not my friends I mean, come on, we just met and I don't like to rush into things.

More seriousness! Sorry. Then again, YOUR the one continuing to read, so, this is all your fault. I hope your happy. Anywho, I found something out recently. People, although their sometimes nice and fun to be around, can let you down. I know I know, you want to find all the people that ever let me down and set them aflame. Don't do that though. You can find a person and their great. Totally amazing and you just want to keep them forever, but then something happens. You move, get other friends, have a mid-life crisis, or maybe just suddenly become depressed. One time, at first, this person lets you down. It's heartbreaking and you are mad at the world (and them sometimes). You forget all about it and life is going great, things are somewhat back to normal and then BAM! Another let down. It probably wasn't even the same person. Next thing you know you start noticing the small details that probably don't really matter. They forgot this, didn't do that, did this with them and not you. Finally it gets to you. Wait. What happened to me and them? Well, that person is human. People can only give you so much strength and support before they snap. So what does that mean? It means that there's only one person that can eternally be there for you. That's God. No matter what you do, say, or even think, he's there. Oh no, religious moment. Well yeah, your right. Its not my fault that the only option some people have is God. I didn't tell him to be there, I just know that he is.

Serious moment over! Yet another thing I've been wanting to say for awhile. I've decided to start somewhat of a challenge thingy. At the end of every post, I'll start weekly and maybe end up doing it daily, I'll give you a challenge and you will have the option of doing it and hopefully commenting on how it ended up. The first challenge I'll give to you comes from a VERY close friend of mine: While at a supermarket or grocery store, whisper to someone "Trees hate you" and walk away. Well hopefully you'll tell me how it went. I'm nervous 'cause I'm going to post this on facebook. *crosses fingers* Let's see how it ends up.

What to say, what to say?

I think that's a good way to start off, don't you? Well, with a question right out in the open, you can decide one of two things. 1. "This guy sucks and I'm going to find another blog." Or 2. "Hmmm....insightful? I might just stick around." If you chose the latter, congratulations, I now like you for thinking outside the box. If you chose the former then...well, I guess it doesn't really matter cause you haven't even read this far. So I'll let you off easy.

Have you ever wanted to say something, but just did not find the right words? That happens to me a lot, although I could just be odd. (I would like to think not). Then again, I don't have much to do nowadays then to think. Does that mean that I OVER think? I guess so because if I have the THINK about OVER thinking, then I must be OVER thinking. Make sense? I thought not..... Well, in any case I just usually can't find the right words anymore. Are my years catching up to me or am I just so wearied by the thought of opposition that I don't want to say anything? Most likely the second option because I'm not that old. So, I guess the real question is, why does opposition scare me? Maybe I can find out through this blog, a journey that we both might be scared to embark upon. Heck, I'm scared for you and I'm gonna be the one going through it all. Rethinking that first choice you had yet?

This first post is what I would call a......test run, there we go. That's a good name. If your wondering why the name I chose is Iron Ships, I guess I'd have to tell you about a thing called irony. Its what most label as God's type of humor and I kind of disagree but see their point. Without all of the science and math and politically correctness that you won't find on this blog, the name Iron Ships is ironic. A ship made out of iron, would at least in my mind, sink. I know that there have been ships made out of iron and all that but you can find plenty of other oxymoron's out there that exist. Freezer burn for example, it exists but you wouldn't think so just from the name. If you just plain out disagree with me then, I would say that it sounded cool. It gives me a nice scene from an old movie or something like that.

Well, this concludes another fine entry from (He who shall not be named)! No, my name is not Voldemort but if you have no other name for me then I guess it'll do. I'll give you a hint though, it starts with a J. One of the coolest letters of the alphabet because it breaks the format of the I with it's curve. Rebel? Why, yes. Yes I am.