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Name: Hao
Country: United States
State: Michigan
Birthday: 8/24/1984
Gender: Male


Interests: life
Expertise: music production and theory, basketball, individuality, laughing, guitars, freedom and eating.
Occupation: Student


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Member Since: 11/22/2004

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Monday, May 08, 2006

to my anonymous

fires can be a source of life or destruction.  we all catch a fire every now and then.  we catch the fire from each other.  it is impossible to tell whether that fire will keep us warm or ignite and burn us to the ground.  we hold our speculations but prediction is hopeless.  the safest route would be to avoid the fire, which many of us do.  however, the intriguing warmth of the flames draw the best of us to its side.  the world is cold.  the majority of us are looking to come in from the coldness even if it means taking a seat next to this wretched fire  (if you are one of lucky ones who prefer the cold, i envy you).  

too many of us walk around lighting the other on fire and burning them to the ground, many times without realizing it.  sometimes the ignition is on purpose... it hurts the same either way (we are talking 3rd degree burns here btw - scarring of the dermis and the hypodermis).  i believe many of us are not aware that we are capable of such destruction.  we light sparks with the greatest ease -- i recommend matches -- and can only watch each other get burned to the ground.  intentional/unintentional... whatever. 

then we are too eager to run next to that same fire as soon as it sparks again, already forgetting the scars it had left us.  maybe the pain is enjoyable.  i say it is not.  we are foked up. 

PS:  i really wish you the best and hope for the better.  you have nothing but everything of mine.  i hope to recover those things someday.

best regards,
your anonymous



thankyou for your time.

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Sea Change
By Beck
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Wednesday, March 15, 2006

i had such a great time snowboarding in northern Canada over spring break.  everything was great.  the weather... great.  the company... great.  the ski slopes... great.  the food... great.  there were so many memories in those few days we spent together.   it was such a great getaway from this east lansing prison.  i found my freedom carving at 35mph down Canada's snow-covered mountains.  eye candy...


JP passed the fuck out!  mmm krispy kremes


posing


ontop of a slope called "the Speeding Bullet"


the snowboarding ninja and me


hopping down the bunny hill


da boyz


minh and brad


from the bottom...


to the top!


last day (booo)


wish You coulda been there with me.



Blue Mountain Canada

Toronto update next time.... maybe
  
~~~ thankyou for your time


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Go!
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Thursday, November 10, 2005

i need music


Monday, May 30, 2005

another hao original in the works
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in the end i want you to know one thing
to all ends, in you i saw something    special
that no words can describe
this feeling i get when i look in your eyes.

i'm not usually one to be blunt    when it comes
to the comfort in the smiles that we front.
but the thought of one kiss on your lips
got me all wild taking chances and risks.

yes i know the benefits of being careful,
far be it for us to suffer something terrible.
no need to rush when forever is our time,
just give me a glimpse into the workings of your mind.

and in return a pure love you will find
that won't age, but only gets better given time
like wine, love is sweet but also bitter
love will give back twice what you give her.
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i will finish this later.  any suggestions for a chorus?


Sunday, May 22, 2005

i have been touched.  words that i have been looking to find, during my times of soul searching, poured from 12 as if he were throwing up what we had drank earlier... in a blaze of passionate glory.  he showed me insight and wisdom beyond the state of drunkeness we sustained.  under stars and moon, his broken english spoke eloquent sentences that pierced through my blind ignorance.  never would i have imagined.  never would i have expected.  never would i have wanted.  but he delivered.  i can no longer ignore my emotions.   no longer ignore truth.  no longer ignore myself.  pain is sometimes necessary...  it was all so shimple



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