Name: Jerry Howard Eakin Jr.
I write fiction, I play music, and i used to do a lot of photography. I currently work in I.T. at a hospital keeping PC's and servers running.
New World morgue has had yet another step back... I lost all of my audition sessions when a drive went out, there wasn't a lot... But i had a lot of the "Mourning After" demo stuff on there. so time to re-record. The big issue was losing all the Dustys World Radio stuff I did. I can re-record the music but all those sound clips... gah!
Oh yeah and I am still debating the next guitar... and gasp... it may not be a jackson. Those Michael Kelly guitars are really catching my attention.. will have to see.. I think maybe a king V might change my mind. we'll see.
I will fall to my knees and pray
To be the chosen one who hastens the day
And sets forth the final death of man
-NWM 2008
I play
Any questions?
Lady Munchausen
-Jerry Eakin for NWM
Lady Munchausen it’s cold out there in the real world
But you don’t seem to notice or even really give a damn
Cause Lady Munchausen the more your skin turns blue
The more that they come again to rescue you
Never ending story of traumas and insecurities
You’re in constant flux from happy to self affirming misery
That doesn’t leave much room for compromise
You’ll get the attention even if it costs you your life
You’re a self fulfilling prophecy of falling down and breaking
Pulling on those triggers like you’re throwing down the dice
I’m sure your plans are intricate like strands of spiders web
Catching your pray emotionally sucking the life out of all you touch
I’m sorry if this is breaking up, I think my mind has had enough
I really wish you all the best in this, your pathological mess
But I really must be going as I think my own voices are calling me away
TAKE ME AWAY
Never ending story of what could have beens and needing
A constant state of needleing to be intricately bleeding
That doesn’t leave much room for logical thought
You’ll get the satisfaction if it means a bone infraction
Cause in the end the attentions all that matters
When they come again to take you away
I’m sorry if this is breaking up, I think my mind has had enough
I really wish you all the best in this, your pathological mess
But I really must be going as I think my own voices are calling me away
But I really must be going as I think my own voices are SCREAMING
TAKE ME AWAY
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From my book Planet in a bottle
"Emily looked suspiciously into the mirror not truly knowing what to expect. The eyes were where they should have been, as were the mouth and ears and further down the breasts and legs. In fact everything seemed to be just as it was before the transference. It seemed a little too perfect really; she expected something to be out of place somewhere. Physically she had never look any different, yet all of this was brand new.
The same thing could not be said for other items in the room. Most of the things that went through the digitizer were perfect recreations of the original, right down to tiny scratches she had put into her desk just to see if it would pick it up in the details. Other things such as what was now a six-foot tall bead hadn’t gone through the process so well. In the real world it was hardly the size of a pebble, but do to some sort of miscalculation it was giant. Perhaps it was in fact still only pebble sized, everything else around it was just simply smaller now.
More then likely though, Emily thought to herself, someone fucked up and didn’t pay attention to all the details. Something that Emily hoped wouldn’t be a common mistake. Although she mused, this is the test; this is where those mistakes can be made before a full-blown transference occurs. This is where we figure out what fail-safes need to take place, a real world test so to speak."
-Planet In a Bottle
I think I am in love...
