.suicidal.thoughts.

the sun rose

and her soul opened

spilling out all that was ever a part of her

her soul opened

and the earth accepted her entirely

for a split second she was one with it all

the love the hate the beginning and the end

for a split moment in time

she was all that ever existed and all that will ever be

then
there was nothing

.waging war to shape the poet and the beat .. i hope it's gonna make you notice.

someone like me

i been roaming around

i was looking down, at all i see

painted faces fill the places i can't reach

you know that i could use somebody

someone like you

.all hail the kings of leon.

kings of leon: Caleb, Jared, Nathan, and Matthew Followill.


Growing up as the sons of Leon Followill, a traveling Pentecostal minister, Caleb, Nathan and Jared weren't allowed to listen to secular music — only gospel. "We wouldn't have gotten caned or anything," says Nathan. "But there would be a lecture."

Still, from the start, the boys' musical influences were forged as a combination of the church choirs they attended each week and the rock & roll songs they listened to on the sly. "I used to sleep with a radio under my pillow and listen to oldies," says Caleb. "Other nights I'd get a cassette of my dad preaching and listen to that. I'd wake up with the worst cricks in my neck from sleeping on that radio." ("Now he sleeps with a Valium under his pillow," Nathan jokes. "No crick." )
[Rolling Stones March 10, 2005 issue]

soulful .. yet subtle.
i like.

Color Me .. You

The Unofficial Introduction

my mind and my heart race

when they reach the same pace,

i find myself above under ground

and i am disheveled and i am sane

all at once