Well, its that time again, time brain waves to meet expression in the form of another thought vomit.
As grotesque as that sounds, that may be all this amounts to, given the lack of anything newsworthy of recent occurrence.
I did however discover the difference between knowledge and enlightenment.
As such, I have experience a wealth of enlightenment that will be expounded on in a later blog.
For now, synthesis of thought had managed to elude me.
In an unrelated side note, I now have an apartment and roommates in Dallas, so excitement is beginnin to mount.
Are any side notes really directly related?
Back to the synthesis idea, I’m feel as if I am on the verge of a breakthrough, something I manage to experience every now and then.
I could actually think of a few off the top of my head (which of course is where all my thoughts form).
Rather than list them here, I’ll probably go put them on paper and submit a commentary at a later time.
On a parallel track, but slightly unrelated is the concept of a personal discography that recently has had significance to me.
In a way, my certain albums in my music collection typify certain periods of my development and certain stages of my life.
This has became glaringly apparent to me during my road trip as with the right album playing on the iPod, retrograde time travel almost seems to occur.
In a way, I became aware of this concept back in high school and have since made a concerted effort to link certain albums I have really liked at specific times to certain contexts I was in at said time.
The fruits of my labor are just now starting to ripen.
Now, looking back through my albums, certain ones jump out as memories of specific times, places, people, and thought patterns.
In a way, its like an auditory diary I kept for myself and will continue to do so.
It would probably be more pure if it were my words telling the story, but in some ways, Saves the Day, the Mars Volta, Thursday, and MxPx do a more timeless job of recounting my freshman fall semester of college in Florida.
As do Mae, Norma Jean, mewithoutYou, and Copeland bring me back to spring semester in New York.
So, the task awaits me of picking my albums for summer 2007, which very well could be my last in Knoxville.
In many ways, I am coming full circle, as I am much in the same position I was in before leaving to go away to school for the very first time.
My life has many eerie parallels with itself, maybe someday people will be interested enough to read about them in print.
For now, I will continue to shape and mold what I have been given, and make the best use of it in the time allotted me.
But for the present, immediate right now, I’m going to bed.