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Saturday, July 25, 2009

School Year is Coming

I suppose a few months after my last post, I should try and update again. There has been a lot to cover. I'm not sure where to start but I guess I should start with what's coming up. High School. As much as school and I have had conflicting personalities, I do love school. I can't wait to see my friends again. The loneliness of this Summer has extended into my music. I've written a few good songs but so far, the majority of my work has been dismal at best compared to when I've had the influence of my friends and their problems.

I have always been like that. When I'm alone in my thoughts I seem to be unable to find the words to output it onto the paper. I rarely, when alone, have the desire to put my emotions into words, because usually, I don't know what I'm thinking. I guess my mind is like the world right now, full of information but rarely full of useful information. I think constantly about the world around me but I hardly ever have the ability to process all of the mass hysteria of trivial facts and information and turn into logical thoughts.

That is how songs are written. Songs are random thoughts that you believe describe your emotion or idea set to music and that correspond with one another. Eventually you find a formula that works for you, to help you write. I just know that sometimes, you have too many thoughts to process into an emotion and you just feel overloaded. It's a peak time to start a journal and turn your thoughts into a form. I personally use that system to write. It doesn't always work but maybe it's not supposed to.

But back to school. I am excited to be able to go back. My family is trying this Virtual Academy thing with the younger kids that I in no way agree with. I have protested often to no avail. My sister agreed to it quickly. My brother was unsure from the beginning but in the end my attempts to coheres him into going to public school was clouded by his undying compliance to his parents. Hahaha. That just kills me.

I however detested the idea from the beginning and will be going to High School as planned. In case you want to know what classes I am taking this next year, they are the following. Geometry, World Cultures, Chem/Physics, Honors English, Weight Lifting, and Guitar Int.

Yeah, I will be in Guitar Int. I feel like I am already above that class but I guess I'll find out when I get the text book next Monday.

I guess there isn't much else to say...

There is never that much to say. I mean, compared to how many thoughts go through your mind every minute, is there ever much to say. Most of what goes through our mind is incomprehensible and it goes through our mind too fast for us to notice that it did. I guess the best example would be our dreams. We dream on average 10 dreams a night as we sleep. We usually remember just one of our dreams. A dream, is an uninterrupted state of thought that is more concentrated and vivid then any passing thought or disregardful piece of information. We dream by night our most important ideas because that is the only time that we have enough time to think about it. The problem is that during this age of information overload, we lose ourselves in the way we lose our minds trying to sift through the millions of options that are put before us every single time we type something in on a search engine. We cannot process all of our dreams because at any given second, we have millions of thoughts that run through our brain. In order to access all of our most important thoughts, we must find the time to dream by day, so that we can have the ability to put our dreams in to action. It was summed up best by the Lawrence of Arabia when he said, "Those who dream by night, in the dusty recesses of their minds wake in the day to find that all was vanity; but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act their dream with open eyes, and make it possible."

Dream always and keep reading. I hate to think that this would go unread when there is so much useless information in it.


--Dylan Starks

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

I like that quote Dyl!

Anonymous said...

Hey Dyl Pyckle, you are a punk.

LY

Pappy

Dylan Starks said...

Yeah it's a pretty good quote.