My name’s ‘Blurryface’ and I care what you think…

I wish I found some better sounds no one’s ever heard,
I wish I had a better voice that sang some better words,
I wish I found some chords in an order that is new,
I wish I didn’t have to rhyme every time I sang,

I was told when I get older all my fears would shrink,
But now I’m insecure and I care what people think.
My name’s ‘Blurryface’ and I care what you think

Wish we could turn back time, to the good ol’ days,
When our momma sang us to sleep but now we’re stressed out.

Sometimes a certain smell will take me back to when I was young,
How come I’m never able to identify where it’s coming from,
I’d make a candle out of it if I ever found it,
Try to sell it, never sell out of it, I’d probably only sell one,

It’d be to my brother, ‘cause we have the same nose,
Same clothes homegrown a stone’s throw from a creek we used to roam,
But it would remind us of when nothing really mattered,
Out of student loans and treehouse homes we all would take the latter.

My name’s ‘Blurryface’ and I care what you think

Wish we could turn back time, to the good ol’ days,
When our momma sang us to sleep but now we’re stressed out.

We used to play pretend, give each other different names,
We would build a rocket ship and then we’d fly it far away,
Used to dream of outer space but now they’re laughing at our face,
Saying, “wake up, you need to make money.”

Wish we could turn back time, to the good ol’ days,
When our momma sang us to sleep but now we’re stressed out.

When I came across this song… not only did the beat draw me in but it reminds me of a simpler time in life.  What if we could go back [in time] like that could ever happen?!

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In the immortal words of Wayne Campbell, “Yeah, and monkeys might fly out of my butt.”

I was somewhat shocked as I was taking my niece and nephew somewhere recently that my niece  [age 10] knew this song.  She even sang along.  Little did I know, she probably heard it on the radio, but she knew the lyrics just as good as I do!  Although she might understand what the words mean… the meaning of the words to a soul with life experience is very different…at least I believe so.  I think all of us wish not to be stressed out.

When you get out on your own [and start your adventure in adulting] there are bills which if you want those paid you get a job… can we just go back to when we played with toys and friends.  Where are dreams were achievable and nothing could make us lose hope?  Music does that for us.  I think that is why is it so important.  I know the best remedy for me when I am stressed out is to either play my guitar or listen to music!  So pick your favorite musicians and jam to your hearts content and try not to be “stressed out”.  I will do the same.

#AlwaysKeepFighting #YouAreNotAlone #LoveYourselfFirst

Dreaming

Dreaming. Lots of us have dreams at night. Do you remember yours? I have always been one who has had very vivid dreams and when I wake up I do remember a great deal of what they were about… guess the reason for this post at this time is I had a dream last night, one I remember very well, and I felt writing about this topic might help the feelings I have lingering around after waking up. I rarely have nightmares. Speaking of last night it sometimes feels like I am…

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And when I dream I feel like I haven’t gotten the best sleep…it feels like I was watching a movie [just how real my dreams feel sometimes]. I was at a wedding for a friend and the person who was seating folks was being rude for some reason. Then it switched to a friend of mine trying to get me to talk to “you” and I didn’t want to because I feel like you have been avoiding me. I don’t even try to text “you” anymore because of this fact. But I then see “you” right in front of me in my dream. How “you” used to look because we haven’t seen each other in a few years. Every time I end up seeing “you” in a dream when I wake I have these intense feelings of loneliness. That hurts even worse then seeing “you” in the dream. Knowing I haven’t been able to talk to “you” or even know if “you” are okay… my dreams betray me and I know just how much I do miss “you” but I can’t do anything about it. So I go on with my life.

Then I also have had some reoccurring dreams in the past. Let me tell you about those…I always start out in a different location be it an empty hospital or building in a city… and while trying to navigate around I run into scared individuals who I take with me and protect from whatever it is that is looking for us. I never see what that is I just know that we are in constant danger and I have to keep myself and the others safe.

I also have had dreams of an ex of mine. Those are never so pleasant. He was such an ass so he is in the dreams. Other times he is nice to me which was very rare when we were dating but happened. I don’t generally speaking like the dreams that have him in it. I have had my fair few of them nonetheless.

I had a dream once of my childhood home yet in my dream it had multiple stories when mine did not…but I have a wolf or two chasing after me in that house. That dream was pretty terrifying. Yet for some reason I felt safer in that moment as I knew I was in my house… wierd i know tell me about it.

I watch a lot of movies that deal with zombies, warewolves, vampires, ghosts, and all other sorts of fantasy creatures so I do occasionally have dreams with them in it… but actually not that often as I might think I would… here’s to wishing I have a dream located in Middle Earth and I am an elf!

Have you ever heard of those folks who say they can control what they dream about? I am not so sure about that to be honest. I wouldn’t dream of all the stuff I have if I could control what I dream  about. I would dream of this:

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I do love orcas. They are beautiful creatures! I know that it is said your unconscious is where your dreams come from…what your deepest desires and wants are… what is troubling or distressing you. Not sure what is true but yet I continue to dream alot. And remember what I have dreamt more then am able to forget it.

Any weird or nice dreams you have had that you feel like sharing in the comments below…

*”You” was a reference to an old flame in High School who I ran back into later on and whom has never quite left my affections. My dreams won’t let me either apparently so I try in vain to move on.*