house of cards

"I don't wanna be your friend, I just wanna be your lover [mr. purpose of life]"

- Radiohead

Its been a while since i've last updated. a few weeks of school, books, and running can really maniuplate and even distract the abstractions of our minds. they say that that we need to control ourselves from being distracted but we often find ourselves being led away by the very things that we are to supposebly to focus on.

so as a testiment against the misconceieved distractions of our society's system, i offer a pointless, mindless abstraction...or shall i say distraction...

if it isn't already obvious enough or already obviously observed, movies without music would be horrible. whether it be that conspicuous murder scene or that "boy finally gets the girl" clip, the music always plays an imperative role to the movie, buidling suspense, aiding in the "butterflies in stomach" effect, or even as the backtrack to the person you're slobbering over. but beyond the movie screen and make believe, we often find ourselves under the spotlight with the music rising. at the end of every movie there is that certain "exit music", usually being the movie's theme song or a more light hearted song to humor the audience. what about us? what will be our exit music when we pass on from this world? will we find ourselves laughing or shocked by discourse? again, i leave these questions open because once more i don't have the answers... our ears should be burning. denial, denial.