Jordan

Me, I love everything. Music, poetry, art, games (not really into video games), etc. It's all wonderful, so let's share? I am a pretty basic person, just some large thoughts. These lyrics are probably the best way to describe me:
Tool - Lateralus
I embrace my desire to
feel the rhythm, to feel connected
enough to step aside and weep like a widow
to feel inspired, to fathom the power,
to witness the beauty, to bathe in the fountain,
to swing on the spiral
of our divinity and still be a human.
Passion...
The reason why I find passion within life is because I have chosen to question, to engage my unconscious mind to a matter of will. Through out the ages, what is presented to reality is accepted, and from this acceptance is collective conformity. When you question authority, what is around you, you become individualized but willing in unconsciousness to share in the ideals of the random, chaos. And to experience passion is much different than being intellectual or emotional, because you have bridged the psyche in a way to perceive through understanding – transcended consciousness, a higher level of psyche.
You hear music and understand without words, you see art and understand without words, because the universe does not have a language. It is never partial...
Reality is just perception and when new or alternative sensations breach our reality, our brain works to protect reality, so that chaos, truth, our existence is masked and reality continues to be imposed unconsciously. Breaking past these limitations is what brings us to be passionate, reality is then sent to the back instead of the front; it is no longer the beginning of perception, it is just a part of perception. We can furthermore embrace passion because we have our own reality without limitations and have no need for the solid institution of “creation and limitation” that trends and other aspects have become...
All of passion’s real pieces are truth, love, and freedom. So be passionate with every breath.
King Crimson (Words by Peter Sinfield), In the Court of the Crimson King, an observation by King Crimson, "Epitaph"
The wall on which the prophets wrote
Is cracking at the seams.
Upon the instruments of death
The sunlight brightly gleams.
When every man is torn apart
With nightmares and with dreams,
Will no one lay the laurel wreath
As silence drowns the screams.
Between the iron gates of fate,
The seeds of time were sown,
And watered by the deeds of those
Who know and who are known;
Knowledge is a deadly friend
When no one sets the rules.
The fate of all mankind I see
Is in the hands of fools.
Confusion will be my epitaph.
As I crawl a cracked and broken path
If we make it we can all sit back
and laugh.
But I fear tomorrow I'll be crying,
Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying.