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The band put out four new recordings on the myspace. I believe three of them have been on there before in some form or another. One of them I would like to share with you. It's new and is my own composition.

It's called: Quarter Inch Jack.


because of the sun

I designed the cover for a short story anthology called Writing On Walls II.

My brother wrote a story in it worth twice the price of the entire book.

It's called : Last of the Mammoth Hunters

Writing On Walls Anthology II

Given that you are equipped with at least one of five senses, you will have experienced an unfathomable number of events between the moment you gained consciousness until the moment you expire.

If one could view a life like one can view the rings of a tree, and the events therein were distinguishable by their own dynamics of reaction and consequence, at any given point along that expanse of experiential sequences,revealed are the sums of their influence upon the human being and thus his inescapable, predictable influence on the space he inhabits at that precise moment in time.

All actions are defined by the sum of experiences that preceded them and compounded by the number of experience driven beings involved with setting the action in motion. In fact, one may observe that there are no preventable events; there are only events that have and events that will occur. We are limited by the scope our experiences have afforded us to see. Thus our decisions are completely dictated and only as good as the experience from which we draw to make them.

My brother used to tell me, after I would express a particularly daunting anxiety surrounding a phantom of my perceived doom, or at least temporary misery, that it would either turn out the way I wished it to or that it wouldnt. That was his advise, and it was the way it was in his world or at least he would have me believe. I would find the anecdote both irritating and perplexing. I knew he was correct, but I didnt know why and it didnt make me feel better.

I have come to know, however, that what he said was true and, if I allowed it to be, comforting. It doesnt mean that I lay down and allow what come that may. I instead call upon my experience and the knowledge it has provided me to keep in the most favorable conditions, given any circumstance, that this knowledge can provide. Sometimes I am right, but historically we are almost always wrong at some level or another. All of us. We make bad decisions, but these are products of having been mislead by events that afforded convincing illusions. When we accept this, we can finally accept that things will either turn out the way we want them to (a component also and strictly influenced by experience itself) or the way that we dont. In short, my actions enable change, but not necessarily the change I desired. If I have learned to accept that, I have learned to accept the advise my brother gave me and allow it the comfort that was intended to accompany it. Instead I can make the best out of what I wished not to occur and I can do so happily.

My experiences have lead me to and afforded me the resource of desire for a great number of things that will either happen or wont. My experiences have also perpetually afforded me the vantage of healthy aloofness; a calculated perspective in which the dynamics of an actions inevitable flaw is assumed, apparent, expected, accepted, and perceived as simply another opportunity in my catalogue of experienced events to grow and expand upon.

Maybe one day, if I'm lucky, I'll have gotten something right along the way. However, if I am never afforded that state, then I accept that what good can be made of it will be and it will be done in accordance with the experience I cannot help but to draw upon.

This is the human condition and the laws, for better or worse, that we are bound to comply.

My computer is ready to die and my burner no longer works. I unfortunately never had the insight to archive my work or other digital interests. It remains in working condition for the time, but it will give out sometime in the near future, I am sure of it. This does not upset me, outside of losing a valued creative outlet... if only temporarily.

I see this as an eventual opportunity to allocate time to other interests, however. If I disappear soon, if all goes well, I wont be gone long.

Be safe

Be brave

Dan

because of the sun

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