Hey there, I'm Dustin. Somehow you found your way here, and I ave to say good luck. My mind is a strange place full of many things, most of which are here. So if you have some time take a read and please enjoy.

Tuesday, February 26, 2013

Perfect Attendance


As a kid I always felt as if I was different. I felt as if I had some sort of ability that others didn't have. I always believed that there was more to life than what we could see, but I never expected this kind of proof. It was many years ago. I was in primary school, fifth grade to be exact. I don't remember much but I do remember that... that thing. I don't know what it was or where it came from but, it was not human. And I am almost certain that wasn't even from this world. Written in this journal are my first hand experiences of those three days, the days that changed me forever.

DAY ONE

Today was just like every other day. I woke up, got dressed, and went to school. But once I got there, something was different. There was a feeling, almost of suspense, and almost of deep, deep sorrow. As I walked through the school the kids and teachers seemed oblivious to the rest of the world. They seemed, if I dare say, like zombies. They were going about their day as they always did but with more a monotonous rhythm. As the day progressed I noticed, people were missing. Not just missing but literally disappeared. I had seen them earlier in the day but now, they are gone. I couldn't figure it out but the day came to an end and it was time to go home.
I tried telling my parents about it but they just laughed and told me how big of an imagination I had. This wasn't my imagination, I knew it wasn't.

DAY TWO
Today started the same as yesterday. Clothes, go to school, etc. But when I got there today I noticed something. There was some kind of energy surrounding the school. I don't know what it was but I could feel it, and it wasn't right. I asked m mom if she could see it but she said that she felt strange and needed to go home. I got out of the car and she left. I walked into school and it was the same as before, the people I knew but monotone. There were less people today. I began to notice that a person would be standing there and all of a sudden just fade away. This frightened me but I was determined to just make it through the day and ignore what ever was happening. But I started noticing it more and more. Two people would be talking and one would just fade away. The other just continued on with their day like nothing happened. I don't understand. Am I the only one who sees this? Is this the only place this is happening? I was scarred. I could see that energy all day. It was like the heat waves you see above pavement on a hot day but it was thicker, and had a red tint to it. I didn't know what it was, but I did feel like it was behind whatever was happening.

DAY THREE

Today I got to school, and it was worse, way worse. This energy had become a physical being that looped through the school without a beginning or an end. I began to notice people surrounded by the energy that this “thing” seemed to create. What happened next terrified me. I watched as the energy surrounded a kid and it ate him. Not like it wrapped around him and he vanished, no it literally ate him. I saw him being picked limb from bloody limb as this hellish being devoured him. I began to hear a noise. It was distant at first but it grew and grew until it was nearly deafening. After a few minutes I realized what I was hearing. It was the screams of my friends, my teachers, and now my family. I felt myself being surrounded with the energy so I ran. I began to yell at everyone I saw so that I could warn them but they did nothing. I ran until I found a bathroom. I ran inside and I hid under the sink. Soon the screams died down and became plain static. I stood and looked in the mirror, and what I saw scared me more than the screams, than the energy in the school, than any nightmare I had ever had. When I looked into the mirror all I saw was a never ending loop of energy with a glowing red tint.
I'll admit it, fuck it, I'll yell it, I AM HUMAN. I am the greatest example of what being human is. I love, I hate, I laugh, and I cry. I do all these stupid little things that make up humanity but yet I hate myself for doing them. I am nothing special and I will be the first to tell you that I don't like myself very much but you know what? I am perfect. Maybe to you I'm not perfect but, I am the most perfect me I can be. I am the best damn me I can be.

Monday, February 25, 2013

Lost

you lead me along like a wilo-the-wisp,
Lead from my path with a feeling of bliss,
I follow your light but when I get near,
The bliss starts to flicker and you soon dissapear.

Patience

Its strange I can hardly breath,
With these fingers that strongly squeeze,
They grip oh so very tight,
As I sit and wonder tonight,

I miss your voice,
I miss your eyes,
I have a jealousy,
In which I despise,
I'm so sorry for the stress I cause,
I wish my mind had an acceptance clause,
I love you so much and that won't change,
So please forgive the emotions I have in my brain.

Saturday, February 16, 2013

Wandering

I've traveled this land and fought many things,
Treacheous witches and poisonous stings,
I've kill many men by the sword in my hand,
And many a woman have falen for this man,
I am a writter a poet they say,
With pen as a weapon to my final day,
Ill sling my words like a warriors dance,
Or ill tread lightly a fresh fawns prance,
From the forests, and snow coverd mountains,
To the dark city, and its dried up fountains,
Ill travel this land and face many things,
But in the end all I have, are these words that I sing.

Friday, February 15, 2013

Politics Of A Lonely Life


We go through motions,
tides of our own ocean,
a man made monstrosity
a blood red sea,

For years I've hid,
my insecurities and fear,
with cigarettes, orange bottles, and empty beers,
and with each little thing
death comes near,

and now there's a hole in my heart special fit for you
 and one in my head where the bullet went through
 and all that's on my mind is a brass casing
and a soul covered in gunshot residue.

i miss what we had,
what we could have,
and now i reside,
in a world halved,

a million miles,
or only three hours,
the distance is far but worth the while,
as long as you're here,
my love will never be in denial.

Sunday, February 3, 2013

Fuck Shit Up! Pat The Bunny

This is one of those songs that really hits me, Apunk rock song wont ever change the world, but i can tell you about a couple that changed me.

I don't believe in cops, bosses, or politicians. Some call that anarchism. I call it having a fucking heart that beats!
I do believe in freedom and never giving up. Call my methods madness or call them luck. I do what I got to to be able to breathe! And if you quit your job well, you can do a little breathing with me. A punk rock song won't ever change the world. But I can tell you about a couple that changed me. So, tonight, we're gonna fuck shit up! Tonight, we're gonna fuck shit up! Tonight, we're gonna fuck shit up! So sing with me now! Whoaaa Whoaaa Whoa-a-a-a. Whoaaa Whoaaa Whoa-a-a-a. 
Punk rock song won't ever change the world!
But I can tell you about a couple that changed me!
So, tonight, we're gonna fuck shit up!
Tonight, we're gonna fuck shit up!
Tonight, we're gonna fuck shit up!
Oh yeah oh yeah!
Whoaaa! Whoaaa! Whoa-a-a-a! Whoaaa! Whoaaa! Whoa-a-a-a!
Whanana Uh-uh-uh-oh!
Whanana Uh-uh-uh-ohhhh!