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Climbing The Thunderbolt

My Heart is Chaos

About Me

Im a bit of an oddball, fits in anywhere, but not quite everywhere.
I should not be here.
I harvest beautiful things, and move only when no-one is looking.
I am a wanderer, drifting the empty places between the lights of day and night.
I am a monster who put himself to sleep, mistakenly thinking it would keep me from doing harm.
I am a nomad, grinding my bones against the highways and streets, looking for a home in adventure...
Mostly, though, i am a watcher and follower of the flows in this World, gawking and marveling all the while, keeping people company along the way, and hoping they can see what i see.
and, if i am fortunate, teach me about the things they see.
I tire of this limbo. Too long have i tarried, musing at the retrograde of my motion. I am not ashamed of my mad wanderings, as they have taught me of the beauty in simplicity and the myriad places it can be found: I have been moved to tears by the stark austerity of impermanance, shouted jubilantly at the heavens when the lunatic moon was heavy and full, and delved into the dusky madness of crazed prophets and simple dreamers alike.
they are not so dissimilar, i find.
The sky is rearranging itself, and i can feel the coming emergence as an excited thrum in my veins. I am compelled to move in similar fashion--our warmest star has returned to the place of beginnings and traces its way across the zodiac sea. I crave unfamiliar constellations again, and i will quench myself upon unseen horizons and new myths; as has always been my way.
So, sit with me beneath this vernal night. Tell me stories of times and places descript. I will drink them in, and refresh my parched soul under your canopy of stars. I will reflect them upon my ocean of endless lore--which sits just out reach, scintillating brightly to remind me not to miss the nicest parts of the heavens above.
This throbbing in my core is undeniable now, the pulse urging me to dance ahead. I will not be pinned by the scroll of ages behind me. These familar paths have been trodden enough by the same old feet, consigned to searching for something i may have missed. Funny that the missing bits did not lay strewn across ancient passages, but inside the workings of the traveller.
I keep the close company of the mad and lost: crazy is where i am at home--that much, at least i havent forgotten in these long years. Anyone in the grip of chaos has a great deal to teach me about serenity and wisdom alike. Long ago, i found the truth of the world seeded in the paradoxes it contained. When i refelcted this upon myself, i was beside myself with horror. Surely, i thought, i cannot be so in tune with the maelstrom: i am too constant a creature for such madness. Eternally changing?!! What a beast i would be! How it would drive me wild! Nobody would understand!
In the end, it was i who didnt understand, and i found myself frustrated. Others knew me better than myself: was already a madman who understood chaos. But i fought hard against that nature, and i learned to cling to the things i wanted to be permanant. Alien ideals crept into my head--things that did not reflect the actual ways of the world. I slept, and dreamed i was crystalline, unchanging, and enduring. Nothing that doesnt allow itself to shift, however, can be in harmony with the Universe.
Now, in the wake of my reverie, i relish those who are like myself, instead of pushing them away with all the reminders they bear unwittingly. I am thrilled to listen to their ramblings, to move with the ebb and flow of our respective places in the world, and even let go when the time is right. Its all so very simple, really....
and beautiful.
it is so nice to be awake again.
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My Interests

Video Games, Dancing, random adventures in jersey, Meeting new people, RPGs, Paintball, Anime, M:TG, DDR, Long [interesting] Talks, Star-Gazing, wandering without direction, Babylon 5, going to the beach at night, Technology, Astrology, Star Trek, NotPron, Science, Religion, being a dork/geek, Learning new things, adding things to this list.

I'd like to meet:

Everyone.

But if you can keep my real company, and show me the strange and sublte ways of the world, the blaring insights people dont hear, the feel of the churning universe without and within; then perhaps i have found one of the few companions who might help me in my goal:

To Understand.

Music:

Lots of random electronic music, PsyTrance, Tribal House, Breaks of all kinds, Darksynth, Industrial Synthpop, Industrial rock, House, Dance, Prog Rock, Assorted other trance, Pop-Punk, Trip-Hop, Epic Trance, Drum and Base, Pop (both domestic and foreign), Ambient, Classical, some metal, generally anything with progressive or tribal elements; Infected Mushroom, Emiliana Torrini, Beborn Beton, Tricky, Bad Boy Bill, The Arctic Monkeys, Bjork, Daft Punk, Beefcake, Bond, Assemblage 23, KMFDM, Shinedown, Shiny Toy Guns, Fiona Apple, The Cynic Project, My Bloody Valentine, AndOne, DJ Happy Note, Poe, Angels and Airways, Coil, Hole, 4 Strings, DJ Mike Saga, NIN, Bush, Madison Avenue, Linkin Park, Frou Frou, Ayumi Hamisaki, David Bowie, DieselBoy, The Pillows, Franz Ferdinand, Massive Attack, The Faint, Nine Inch Nails, Android Lust, Gorillaz, Mindless Self Indulgence, She Wants Revenge, Anabolic Frolic, Imani Coppola, Rob Zombie, Radiohead, MIA, Sufjan Stevens, Jamiroquai, Underworld, The Prodigy, LCD Soundsystem, VNV Nation, Loreena McKennet, Cristalix, Cibo Matto, Shakira, Alanis Morisette, Goldfrapp, Talking Heads, TLC, Dirty Vegas, AndOne, Skinny Puppy, Happy Hardcore, Numantra, Mindless Self Indulgence, No Doubt, Sugarcult, VnV Nation, Dead Can Dance, Yaida Hitomi, Sublime, Loreena McKenett, Counting Crows, Orgy, Mouse on Mars, Space Girl, Marylin Manson, Alanis Morisette, Missy Elliott, The Crystal Method, Primal Scream, random video game musicness

Movies:

Contact, Requiem for a Dream, Baraka, Donnie Darko, Brazil, Jacob's Ladder, Inland Empire, Go, The First Wive's Club, Run Lola Run, The Prestige, Dogville, Silent Hill, Minority Report, Lilo & Stitch, The Jacket, Harold and Kumar, Dracula: Dead and Loving It, Monty Python's Quest for the Holy Grail, The Lord of the Rings Trilogy, Space Balls, Dancer in the Dark, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas

Television:

Babylon 5, Stargate, FarScape, Lost, Heroes, Weeds, Family Guy, ST:V, a good deal of Anime--i dont really hang around much to watch TV, being the nomad that i am on days that i dont have work.

Books:

Contact, The Dune Series, The Foundation Series, Cosmos, Johnny the Homicidal Maniac, Terry Pratchett, Neil Gaiman, A Brief History of Time, I Feel Sick, JMS, lots and lots of science mags

My Blog

Before You Add Me As A Friend, Please, Look Here

[becuase it needs to be said, since some of the vapid populace of myspace dont seem to be able to get it through their thick, yet stunningly empty skulls] okay, if i know you in real life, and w...
Posted by Climbing The Thunderbolt on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

The Scripture of the Dancer

once, there was a maiden...who stood at the center of every dance.back then, she knew all the dances.she never missed a step.one day, she heard something in the music, as a singer dropped the beat.it ...
Posted by Climbing The Thunderbolt on Tue, 03 Apr 2007 04:05:00 PST

litany

a small record of heart's past. a phrase that would be obvious, were the recipient to read it. and a picture for each. no order. no other explanations. first nightan angel with dimples, who ...
Posted by Climbing The Thunderbolt on Tue, 06 Dec 2005 04:55:00 PST

im not cool enough to be gay...

after looking around myspace, ive concluded that i fit in with the majority of the gay population even less. why is this? i seem to lack a few qualities, not the least of which are sluttiness and hubr...
Posted by Climbing The Thunderbolt on Thu, 24 Nov 2005 02:22:00 PST

missing stanza

We are the queer nomadsMythological beings suffering from eternal lonelinessWe are the ones cursed by Eros and KronosWe spurned the idea of time to protect ourselves of the reality of having no future...
Posted by Climbing The Thunderbolt on Sat, 27 Aug 2005 04:58:00 PST

::sigh::

Go to sleep little baby,Go to sleep little baby, You and me and the devil makes three;Don't need no other lovin' baby. Go to sleep little baby,Go to sleep little baby, Come lay your bones on the alaba...
Posted by Climbing The Thunderbolt on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

sigh

deep is the sound of the oceanfalse is the nature of my reverie and an angry, lonely god streaks across the sky.i will tear as many smiles off as many faces as possibleuntil i find one that fits....
Posted by Climbing The Thunderbolt on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Alone.. as per usual, apparently

yeah; thats about it...
Posted by Climbing The Thunderbolt on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

nonsense

why is it i can see everyone *else's* blog but my own?
Posted by Climbing The Thunderbolt on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

all i can do is dream

i have spent years in this reverie beneath a canopy of stars of faces, endless tunnels of light and shadow and drift i have seen the depth of all men, known their quality and their form i have...
Posted by Climbing The Thunderbolt on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST