Currently I am working on a Symphnony of 'epic' perportions.

For those of you who are ignorant (all you peeps!) a Symphony is a large scale peice for an orchestra. I have decided to expand upon the classical and conventional ideas of modern neo classic practice (sorry) and use modern instruments, modern orginizations, and some more unusual aspects of Music that is often overlooked.

A 'classical' Symphony is normally in 4 parts; an exposistion, a slow ballad like movement, a march/dancey type movement, and a grand-clique finale.
This Symphony is ordered quite differently;

Act I
~Intro (3minutes)
~Exposistion (15 minutes)
~Interlude/Concerto (20 minutes)
Act II
~Duet for Guitar and Cello (5 minutes)
~Exposistion II (15 minutes)
~Interlude (5 minutes)
~Aria for Baratone (5 minutes)
Act III
~Song for 8 voices (10 minutes)
~Poem (3 minutes)
~Finale (12 minutes)

This Symphony is using the same kind of musical distributions as an Opera, with the same musical and intellectual weight as a Symphony. Following? Good.

I am naming it the "King of Elves Symphony".

Yeah, thats right...

The first act is meant to reflect my feelings. At first it's sad, dry and tense, and then it's angry and rabbid... and then it is sad, slow and sorry.

The second is ''he who must not be named's'' feelings.. at least what i think they are. First it is disappointed, confused, and scared... then it is sad and horrified... tortured. Then it is angry, blasting, cursing.

Act III is about what I want. I want him back, and I want every thing to be good. I want him to be a repentive and growing chriistian and I want him to be happy. And most of all.. I want him to go to heaven....

I have most things drawn up already. I'll start working on it soon, after my move.

I do have to add... themusic is only beautiful because of my inspirations- God, Love & Ronnie.

I realize it's been a really long time since I updated this thing


Well... here's the lowdown! I did well last quarter, and around christmas time my parents decided that because of our, um, "unique" finacial situation (we have no attachment to worldly riches- mainly cuz we have no money!) we are going to sell the house(merry christmas).

That was pretty whacked.

I finally found a girl that I really like, I really want to finish my junior college education (cheap, easy and fun! likehighschool, w/cigarettes!), my world had finally settled in and I just couldn't bring myself to move to bloody mexico with my crazy family. I decided that I'm 17 (well I guess time or God or something decided that part), out of high school, and ready to become a man. My grandparents and I agreed to move in together to make the rent, bills and food costs more barable for the three of us. The trick at this point was finding a place, moving my family, and arranging where to stay until we move. After the first week of this plan in motion I doubled back and had second thoughts on what I wanted to do. I start to feel like I should go with my mom and siblings, or work with/for my dad so we can save up money faster.

In January the youth group went on a winter retreat thing (which I totally ruined! I'm sorry!). Geoff, my good friend and fellow lover of abstract sounds, played an album called "( )" by Sigur Ros while we drove up to the cabin we would stay at. I had the priveledge of sitting next to Ronnie; the girl I was currently infatuated with and dating (still am too). The album was very emotional, ambient and sensitive, and while I was listening to it in the car with Ronnie in my arms I realized just how much I cared for her and how close God was drawing us to eachother. I realized how much our relationship ment, after all thats happened in the past year. I fell in love with her, is another way of putting it. I made the mistake of having... lets say, a fair bit of PDAing with her. I guess the reasons were I wasn't sure she felt the same way, and I hadn't been kissed in a long time. The thing that I regret regarding that scenario was not showing I love her by following the rules, and mixing my motives for selfish reasons.

But, I digress.

At that point I decided that I couldn't leave. Since January 28th I have been living with friends and relatives, and had to drop half of my school load in order to simply stay ontop of my self. It has been pretty hard; ontop of losing my job I've felt vulnerable and basically foundationless alot of the time. Though God takes care of that, when I am anxious or worried I let myself get emotionally carried away. On Monday we found the place we will move into (my grandparents and I) , though our move in date is April 1st. I am "living" at Geoff's house (sleeping is more like it) and that is going very well. God has given me much more patience and tolerance for other people~ either because of some spiritual realization or because I simply had to adapted to my surroundings. God will always give me a place to lay my head- I know that now.

love you all! (execept you, Paul Simpson! You and your illnesses *shakes head*)