Lost Words

Goghst has joined This Plague of Dreaming netlabel, to release my best cohesive work to date. The LP, You’re A Little Paranormal will be available this week and can be downloaded from the above link or here, upon release.

Now I must go celebrate!

-Godspeed

To Blog or Not To Blog
a poem by r a blu m

It’s that time of year
When the sun burns bright
Just got to jump in that lagoon
And then I fell asleep on a mat
Wake up to find the sun burnt my flesh
But it’s godamned alright
What do I have to do
But lie here and think of… you
I don’t know what, what to do
So I sit here drinking, drinking
Drinking raspberry iced tea
Play my Casio and eat special brownies
And I must look like a bafoon
With my red face, skin peeling
So I just hide under my hat
Smoke a pack of cigarettes
Drive around wasting my inheritance gasoline
Feel good, feeling great, feeling groovy
But if you get inside my head it’s full of obscenity
I don’t know, I don’t know
I don’t know what to do
Drop a couple Prozac and a brew
Camping trips and cell phone calls
Thinking about nothing
Cause there is nothing worthing thing of
When the sun cooks y our body
While you swim around and enjoy the passing of time
Summer, summer time
I don’t have much to blog about in the summer time
I don’t have much to think, think, think about
But sometimes I think of you

I’m devoting the majority of my time to life-improvement right now.

“What do you mean life improvement?”

I mean, living in Idaho sucks and anywhere else is an improvement.

Also, I have two new ideas for Goghst. I am extending an invitation to anyone to remix any of my work. All the download links for my eps and whatnot are on the goghst myspace page.

Next, I want to possibly write a concept album about Catcher in the Rye. So if you are interested let me know. This may also be a long term project because I don’t want it to be like any of the music I have made thus far.

Also there is a new place to hear whats new with my music, goghst.muxtape.com . Whats up there right now is the majority of what will be my next ep, but not the entirety. I am still working on it.

And finally, I would just like to say that calling a friend a loser and stupid and ditching them as a friend because they poitned out a rudeness, is abso-lutely fuck-ing re-tard-ed.

Goodday.

I said good day!

It’s been a long hiatus. I had meant to post pictures of the lunar eclipse and a bunch of drawings, but life is crazy and I almost forgot about my blog.

I visited Portland last weekend through wed, and it was awesome; I plan on moving back as soon as I possible can.

Otherwise, life has been weird. Learning things about old friends and new friends… drama and sadness are everywhere all at once. Life is fucked up. There is so much to learn, but for the meantime I need to grow up and put the journey and the learning and the wonderment on a back-burner until I can afford it all.

Anyway, here is some poetry.

Materialist Capitalists…. Screw This

I’ve got things
I have a roof over my head
I live at home
Just some down time
No bills
I’ve got a car
To burn fossil fuels
I got a record player
And a collection
I got stacks of CDs
Scratched in all directions
I got a computer
A couple of lamps
A couch and a chair
I got my health
I got my hair
I got all my teeth
Full of metal fillings as they are
I got a bookshelf overflowing
A bean bag chair
And an old family painting
But I don’t have happiness
Well I have pills for that
But they don’t seem to do a thing
So I just snort ‘em
I take drugs for my enjoyment
Because it’s got to take somethin’
To get me through the day
But hey, I’m ok
I’m ok, wait, no, no I ain’t, hey hey…
I’ve got a lot of things
I don’t need
So I sold some to the pawn shop
For very little money
And I gave some of it away to goodwill
I spent my last dollar on a vinyl while I was there
And I’m running low on cigarettes
Why is it the things I enjoy most
I have to spend and spend and spend to get again, and again….
I’ve got a spot in the garage
Right next to the cage for the dog
And I’ve got my own bathroom
Next to the laundry room
And I got shoes to cover my feet
Especially when they are cold
And I got clothes
To cover up my tattoos
Because people ask too many questions
If you don’t understand then you are just frustrating
I got glasses to see
See my lungs fill up with disease
I got a glass pipe, just breathe…
I’ve got a diploma But I aint got no job
I am too lazy, spoiled and my mind is overhauled
The circuits keep working and I think too much
I spend more time on the couch then in my bed
Stand outside in the cold wind and smoke more cigarettes
I am looking for meaning
Do you see it in my tiny Buddha statues
What about my tapestry from India
Or the prayer flags above where I rest my head
And all the burnt out candles
Garbage strewn across the floor
Too lazy to care about it anymore
And in the corner a box of cans
Someday it will overflow
And I will recycle them again
Pointless posters on my wall
Tells you the music I like and thats about all
Stupid art I made up between this and the last rut
Is it only cool to me?
Aren’t these only just things?
What makes a man happy?
It’s not a BMW
Or passing lots of tests
It’s not the nine to five or getting more groceries
It’s not the 50 inch screen with the hi-def DVDs
You could cover these walls with shelves
Put the best music out and the best books as well
Showcase all your classic movies
It just doesn’t move me
Monday is just another day
Hey, it’s just another year
Have you forgotten why we are here?
It’s all about the journey
Why are you sitting in that cubicle, unhappy
We don’t need corporations
Let’s burn all our money
It’s already worth less than the paper it’s printed on
Climb a tree don’t cut it down
Look out for others emotions
Run, jump, hit the ground
Why aren’t we happy
We went wrong somewhere
Our fathers got it wrong long ago
It’s all I can do
To just begin anew

[Electric Rain (this is a song I am writing, unfinished right now... theres actually a chorus I wrote but don't want to look for right now, but whats here is good as poetry)]

There is not a lot I could do for you
But if you don’t mind I’ll recite some memories
Talking in my car all night on a new years morning
We could talk about all sorts of things
But we seemed to have differing opinions
I would have kept trying
But inside I was dying
Laying in the middle of your street
Make a snow angel
Tell you you’re an angel too
I think I made you cry
Well it didn’t last long
Not more than a month and you were gone
We went our separate ways
To make our separate mistakes
Now here you are again
It’s so good to hear from you
I guess it’s not always hard to be friends
And when the time comes I’ll be here again
Because the hard times are just beginning
It only goes downhill from here
But I don’t think I could bare to say so to you
You sound so collective, calm and cool in letters
But I can only imagine the many tears
It’s hard to stand on the threshold of the unknown
But as long as you can find me I’ll be here for you
As long as your around I’ll be a friend of you

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I made a goal for myself last night as I was lying in bed last night. What’s that, you probably aren’t asking yourselves? Oh, right, well, it’s to draw at least one picture a day everyday this month, if not more, at to post at least one from each day on this here bloggy thing. I was kind of a space case today though, so todays picture is pretty crappy. I’ll be posting it tomorrow cause my camera battery needs recharged. Anyway, this is mostly for me to improve upon my creativity, I hope it entertains you, yes, all two of you dear readers.
Godspeed.

under the tagcloud is a box.net widget containing the Ignore/Rant EP. Feel free to download and enjoy.

Sin cerly,

Goghst/AM

Tired… no; exhausted. Long drives and lots of work and problems with people…. aye, what a place this is to be brought back into. While it is a brand new home (and beautiful) it feels awkward and strange to be a part of it. But I’m so tired from living “balls to the wall” I need a break to relax. Why not. Rural fucking Idaho. With cops who are mostly ex-military and have a no-shit attitude since early summer when one of MPDs finest was shot. I was pulled over by that guy before, and he is one of the few to have given me a warning. ACID NIGHTMARE is in the works, I am conducting interviews and taking notes and finding facts. There is so much being ignored. POLICE BRUTALITY! Aye. Anyway, I am home and my body is tired and my mind won’t stop. Let’s hope the next few days slow me down. That’s all for now because I just had a flashback and spaced out. Goodnight.

If you do not know the events of the last week, oct 16-18, your explanations will have to wait. Sorry.

All artmachine projects, all personal writing projects, including but not limited to the book I was in the process of writing, are all coming to a halt with no plans to resume until ’08.

I am moving back to Moscompton, I-Duh-no next week-end-ish. I guess. If you have any paying freelance writing and/or art jobs let me know. I have a beautiful Nikon if you need photography done. Um… sorry if this is confusing and sounds like some sort of cry for help. I guess it is just a little bit.

Right now I am working on a new book idea based on the events of the aforementioned time period, to be called Acid Nightmare. As well I am working on a new musical project, a concept album of the same vein tentatively titled “Acid Nightmare / Seasick Catalyst“.

So. Does anybody want to move to Costa Rica? Let’s doooooo it.

Otherwise… um, “It’s Always Sunny In Philadelphia” is the funniest fucking show ever/ Ever. It wins. Nuff said.

Wish me luck (especially with the packing part thats the part I suck most at).

whoa, the sun is shining
is this a sign or
should we just hide inside
oh, run for the hills
pack your suitcase now
soon this will b e hell
whoa, the sun doesn’t shine anymore
only when bombs blast out
perpetual twilight city of night
run for the hills
we’ll be safe here
not killed like our families
not lost like our sanity
we’ll start a brand new colony
and hope they don’t wipe us out
hope we don’t get wiped out someday

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Wow, there were 21 visits today, way more than I’m used to. Only one comment… I just wish I knew who reads this? Sometimes I can’t even read my blog, why would you want to? Just kidding, keep enjoying it. Or hating it. Whatever it is you do.

Today my mind was somewhere else.

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Labor Day, ay, finally an excuse to sleep in for the ____ day in a row, and it’s legit.  Pressure and stress and everything in between can be put off one more day, for on Sunday morning (or your afternoon I guess) I did not realize that today would in fact be Labor Day. So here I am doing… what? Well, to my own pride I’ve crafted 8 poems (so far) today, but alas, all else I’ve done is listen to music, eat and play on my computer occasionally.

The two main elevators in my building are both out of service today, so only the freight elevator is working right now. I actually walked up the 8 floors to the roof in the stairway across from my room. No, I am not doing that again, and I sure hope they keep the freight elevator running tonight, (which they usually do not).

Yesterday Greg, Josh, and I, amongst a few others in the elevator, (which there was one of the two main working yesterday) we all saw an old lady trip and fall walking out of the elevator, and two of the elevators occupants helped her up and we all showed our concern, but the three of us agreed later that lady should be in an old folks home. Maybe Josh disagreed, I don’t really remember anyway.

I don’t know what’s going to happen next, but I have a feeling the coming week will bring me to another turning point in my life. Hopefully for the good.

I am currently planning to try to get to the roof with my cigarettes and maybe my Camera (it looks like it could possibly rain tonight and I would love love love that…. but then again I do see a lot of sun too… so maybe not).

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