Tuesday, May 16, 2006

   Crouching Nomad, Hidden Poet

Long time , no verse. My apologies to the whole lot of you for my absence from the this humble abode. I was in the process of procuring my very first home. I got it!!! I am now a home owner. wOOt! (that was for you Lytjuh) Yesiree, I'm as happy as a puppy with two...well I'm pretty darned happy. The House of The Grifter is now a reality with two big bedrooms and two big bathrooms. It's a condo in a medium sized coastal community in So Cal. It was known to be a hot bed for surfing back in the day, as it was sung about by the Beach Boys in the song "Surfin' USA". Well, it still is a hot bed for surfing. The Coup de Gra is that I'm closer to work and to the place where I get all my anime (double wOOt!) So you can all blame the tedious loan process, escrow and now the moving on my absence here. However, this little slice of Shangrila is now my Shangrila, and I wouldn't have it any other way. Today is part two of moving. I took the day off to finish up and start getting settled in. I offer a thousand apologies to my dear O friends as I won't get to your sites today. I thank you for your understanding as some of you know how tough it is to move your entire existance and all it's crap to another city. Luckily, it's only 15 miles away, but a pain in the ass, none-the-less. I'll be back tomorrow with new verse and stories to sooth the savage reader. Until then, adieu.

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Tuesday, May 9, 2006

If For Only Tonight - The Grifter

Senses highten and breathing becomes heavy as you walk towards me. I clamor at the the very thought for your embrace. Palms begin to sweat at the mere thought of touch. I am speechless at the sight of your radiant beauty with eyes so intense they pierce right through me. Standing in front of you, I await loves arrow and welcome its effects. To faign confidence is follie for your gaze renders me powerless. Your arms wrap around my neck, I am seized by wonder and awe. These eyes close slowly as your lips press tight to mine. This heart beats ever faster, as hands reach out on their own to envelope your form. Heat and passion run unchecked through a mind and body that struggle to form reason or thought. Could heaven and earth exist on such a plain as this? For my thoughts betray me into such bliss and dream to which no man should recover, lest he be god like. Let me taste the sweetness of your nectar as I reel in this haze. May my senses feast on you for a moment longer. To stay in your arms and be loved beyond compare. If for only tonight.

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Wednesday, May 3, 2006

The Sunny Side of Random - The Grifter

One of these days You're gonna to wake up Feeling just fine You're gonna break this rut Run against the grain Throw caution to the wind To hell with the consequences Set yourself free Stay up past time Let down your hair Run with some scissors This is all for you Apply the five second rule At least once today Smile at someone random Make them wonder Make up a song To the elevator music Then sing it At the top of your lungs Buy yourself a coffee And the morning paper Then give it to that homless guy Who's been on the same corner for a week Drink from the carton of someone elses milk Find a beautiful stranger Then compliment their elbows Enjoy this side show So many call life You don't have time To be so serious

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Tuesday, May 2, 2006

Letter To A Friend - The Grifter

What would it take to see you through This life and all its turns To help you realize your strengths While healing your wounds How long should you cry Before picking up the pieces When is it enough When will you be satisfied Can you lift a finger to save a life Will you stand idle as days pass and regret builds Or will you make a stand Placing life above all else You've never been alone I've always been your concience and your crutch This was never meant to be easy Only worth it Stay awhile longer Watch the sun set by my side Feel the breeze against your face Smile for me once more

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Monday, May 1, 2006

A First, But Not A Last

I'm pretty excited from this weekend. I spent all day Saturday at a recording studio laying down drum, precussion and vocals for a demo cd some friends and I are recording. I've never done anything like this before. We're planning on just four songs, two fast and two slow, for the demo. It was a cool experience and hope to finish it up in the coming months. I never realized just how much time goes into just one song. I layed down the drum track first thing and then the rest of the band went in and recorded their tracks one at a time. It's a very technical process, not to mention time consuming. We started at 10 am and finished for the day at 5 pm. We got all the music done for the first two songs. (both of the fast songs) Myself and another band mate will go back in a month and record the vocals along with the back up singers. I'm still abuzz about it. Very cool stuff. In other news, I'm still plugging away at the Gundam fanfic. I want to get the first chapter posted by this Friday. I know, I know, I'm a week over what I said. Bare with me. I want it to be just right. Some of you were asking about the last piece that I did. So I want to clarify a couple of things. All the works that I do are mine. They're 100% original. I don't like to do rough drafts or think those things out too much. I like to write from my heart and soul. Writing is in its purest form when it comes from the heart. Naturally I like to make sure spelling and punctuation and grammer are spot on. Other than that, it's all off the top o' my head. Thanks for all of your kind words and thoughts. It's because of you guys that I have a place to spread my wings and write to my hearts content. Until next time, Late.

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Tuesday, April 25, 2006

A Call To Arms - The Grifter

Dark and desolate have these days been. Our land lies ravaged and ruined; our cities burned to ash and cinder. This soil is soaked with the blood of our comrades and loved ones. The very essence of life is being drained from our bodies as we have endured great hardships and sorrows. Yet we press on despite how we may feel or what atrocities we have witnessed. We are vigilant in the knowledge that a better day is coming. We set forth with a hope and a promise that this too shall pass. We have toiled and worried, become frightened and alone. We pray for miricles while we bury our young. We move about like ghosts, wandering from place to place looking for crust of bread and drink of water. However we endure these times, we have whatch helplessly as these, our homes, have been taken from us. We cower in fear as our fathers, husbands and sons are beaten and slaughtered. We hide ourselves in shame as our mothers, wives and daughters are violated and murdered. Shall we stand by as these events continue to unfold with out so much as a care? This is the day that we stand up and push back. Where we lay down the white flag of regret and surrender and pick up the sword of freedom and cut off the hand that keeps us down. We must rise and bare witness to the coming storm that rages in each of us. The storm that seeks retribution and revenge. The storm that avenges those lost in this apocalypes and lays their spirits to rest at last. Let us stand in the gap for our fallen brothers and sisters and wipe clean this land of its invaders and all who would bring death and destruction. Let forth, come the strength of ten thousand angels, as we take back our homes, our land, from feilds and meadows to mountains and shores. May we cleanse this filth from our dwellings and churches and rid our land of such pestilence. To arms, to arms, a call to arms! Rise up and be counted for this is the hour that we are to forever change this story. We shall be the authors of this tale that shall be heard for generations to come. We do this for the memories of our fore-fathers and the sakes of our children. Our people shall not have gone before us in vein. We shall no longer be the oppressed but shall vanquish those who have oppressed us. Tear down your banners of fear and raise up the flag of freedom. For we shall not stop and we will not go quietly into the night. We will stand, we will fight and we will be victorious. Stand tall and strong for this awakened lion shall roar. We may have lost some battles, but we will win this war! Now, let fly our cries of justice and lay waste the dogs of war.

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Thursday, April 20, 2006

Old Dog Serenade

So many of us walk these great halls in search of advice, friendships and shoulders to lean on. Some have asked why I know the things I know. While others ask what makes me say the things I do. I can only offer this as an explaination. To simply put it, I've lived and loved longer than you. I have walked on the wild side and have carried a millstone around my neck. I have seen three decades pass with memories in every one. I have raced the ages to destiny's door and fallen victim to my past. Yet I have also risen like a phoenix. I have shed that skin and broken the millstone in twain. I will march proudly to my end for it is filled with flowers and wines, promises and granduer. I stand in the gap for you, my friends, to offer a hand. To give you what I know and teach what I can to those who would listen. To be placed on my back like so many others before. These shoulders stand broad and this back made strong. I have weathered storms the likes of which I pray you will never know. I have swam in deep oceans and climbed high peaks. I have been to the place where one heart is made from two. And I give myself daily to the one who stands at my side. I do not walk alone anymore. She is with me and for that I truly thank God. What, to me, is a great pain? To know that all good things must come to an end. To feel the warmth of friendship along with the sting of loss. To it's mighty throws, I yield. If this be what is asked of me, I take it with gratitude. Knowing that just one of you were touched by my words is all I needed. Firm and steady, I shall stand upon this rock. It's what I've always done. That's what this old dog will continue to do. Until the final curtain, when flame has flickered it's last light. I will stand here, with you, for you.

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Wednesday, April 19, 2006

Whadya Think?

So far I've got a total of six wallpapers up. I would like to know what you think of 'em. According to the tally, there are about 150 people who dig 'em, at least they liked 'em enough to download 'em. I wouls greatly appreciate your input. Oh and if you wanna see other anime series represented in wallpaper form that aren't normally seen, lemme know. That's all for now. Out.

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Tuesday, April 18, 2006

Just a quick update and shout out to everyone. It's been really busy at the law school where I work. Finals are quickly approaching, so everyone is at a fever pitch. I hope to be posting the first chapter to my Gundam fanfic soon. How soon? Hopefully by Friday. With everything that I write, I like to try to captivate the reader. I want them to want to read the story. To have them become anxious for the next installment. So, with this being my first fanfic, I want it to be as entertaining as possible. Anyway, stay tuned for more poetry and short stories in the near future and thanks for being a part of the House of The Grifter.

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Friday, April 14, 2006

To Have and To Hold - Grifter

What brings me to this. These tears flow like rain. Though they only began, I ache for closure. I seek to find that one thing to make me complete. My search remains fruitless as I wonder through these long forgetful years. Oh what may find me awake and alive for the depths of my feelings have gone undiscovered. I stew and lement for the days are long past and the hours keep slipping away. For just a moment of time, I wish to breathe as one and stay warm in you. To awaken to such a voice that lights my soul with every note that is sung. To enlighten me with words of life and spark me with looks of passion that leave me out of balance. Alas, it is my path to take and to wish on many a night to be with you knowing that your embrace is so far away. My heart travels day and night to be with you as a shadow follows its master. Forever remaining one step behind and always at your side. My love for you continues to bloom as an evergreen stays true to its color all winter long. Nothing more than memories remain. The walls awash with our silouettes. This place is blessed with your fragrance. To stay would be bliss and torment at once. So, I go on with fond memories and this photo. To have and to hold.

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