Track 4 off of our album Leaves with some adventures that Chris and I have had through our years. It is titled censor creation. All music was written, produced, and performed by Ode to Canvas. Enjoy, comment, show some love ^_^
34Insomnia
Starting day number three, with no sleep. If I go one more night it will be the longest spell of insomnia I’ve experienced. I’m starting to see shapes blur and vibrate. My extremities are rubber and cottony at the same time. My right eye is drooping and my appetite is confused. Soft curves, hard turns, and I can’t quite recall the reason for it all. I wonder if all of you can make sense of all of you. Who you are, I wonder if you’d even know if you stood in front of a mirror. Then it hit me, for a moment. For one second it made sense, but then I lost it as waking from a dream, that you try, and you try, try, try, as hard as you can to recall the order of events, but as the effort wakes you, your new state of mind isn’t ready to make sense of it, and then against your desire to know, it throws it all away into a forgotten void. Just like that, with a sigh we forgive our mind, and continue on with our mundane routines. This type of behavior just reinforces your mind’s laziness. When you are able to dream as vividly as your awake self sees, you will grow. You will know yourself. Better than you think you do now. Such a tragedy, the concept of forgetfulness. Such a waste. But that is all that we are. Waste.
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Helping believers out.
At the center of our galaxy there is a black hole with a mass so great that time passes around half of the rate of time on Earth. IF the Universe is a conglomeration of galaxies AND has spatial limitations, then at the center of the universe there is a black hole that is has the mass of (# of galaxies-bulgeless galaxies) X (the average mass of their centers). Therefore, the time surrounding this “universal” black hole would pass incredibly slow compared to time on Earth. IF God exists, AND s/he(it) could create bodies of mass without spacial limitations, AND s/he(it) was bound in this dimension, it is possible that if God’s presence was close enough to that black hole, s/he(it) could have created the Earth and everything on it in 7 (6) days (God time), but where the earth was placed billions of years would have passed. There, now you Christians/Jews can have a scientifically backed up argument for defending your sacred scriptures. You are welcome.
Is there a way I can copyright this beautiful theory that my insomnia has crafted oh so intricately?
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Day 1: Blair picked me up from Pontiac around 7AM. We drove to Clarkston, parked his car at his dad’s work, and started walking to the I-75 on ramp. After sitting under an underpass for about 2 hours (due to some unforeseen storming) we crafted a mighty fine North sign and hit the ramp. 1st ride: Apparently Blair is not exactly supposed to be doing this, and the trip was almost cut short as our first ride was Blair’s Godmother…She decided to call Blair’s parents and proceed to drive us all the way back to where we started. After some crafty….craftiness, we decided to drive up to West Branch and start from there.2nd ride: Rough elderly couple saw us with our sign at a gas station. The man (Gaylord Something) and the woman (Prisilla Arilla Doll…yes that was her real name) drove us a short distance to Grayling, MI. 3rd ride: Our 2nd ride dropped us off at a rest stop where we spent a good 4 hours seeing nothing but families and truckers. (Families means kids which means no responsible parent will pick up a hitch-hiker, and truckers…meh didn’t want to go there.) Finally Blair flagged down the nicest woman we came across for pretty much the entire trip. Her name was Cris…tina? maybe…I;ll edit her name in later. Anyways, she drove us a total of maybe four-hundred miles, stopping at the Mackinac Bridge along the way, and for a short dip in lake Michigan. She dropped us off in Rapid River UP MI, and we decided to set up camp in the woods behind the Rapid River’s baseball field….which also happened to be a deer nesting area. Let me tell you, in the dead of night in the upper peninsula, everything sounds like a bear. Well, they didn’t exactly harm us, but the bucks were pissed. They huffed all night and shit/pissed all around the tents.
Finally back…sort-of…
After a two week long hitch-hiking adventure I am finally able to sleep in a comfortable bed with my lovely girlfriend. What more could I ask for? The roads have been adventurous, yet cruel to me. I left Michigan hoping to find those free spirits that supposedly dwell in the west. All I found was “fashionable” youth, pretending to be what they’re not. I realized that even two thousand miles away, those who claim to be open-minded will not accept you if you do not look like them, or share their interests. Yep…pretty open-minded. But the landscape more than made up for the short-comings of others. I will try to give you the most accurate account of the trips, along with some pictures of the adventure.
