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Chief of my band
Well it's that time of year that we will have a new Chief or probably the same as a few years ago or the current Chief gets in again.

I have no problem with the current Chief, because he's the one who begged for VANOC and the Four Host First Nation to add me in the Vancouver 2010 Olympics. I have a lot of respect for him and also he and the rest of the band council to sponsor my cousin and I to go to our first anniversary reunion of the Aboriginal Peoples of Canada dinner in Vancouver.

Now there's a few of my younger peers (native/non-native) and half of the First Nation community wants me to run for Chief. I dunno if I should, but then again, it would be cool to show off to that fuckin' 21 year old Mayor who I USED to be friends with, but disrespected my elders, slept with our women, bought his votes, and turned my older cousin on me. Fuckin' asshole, I bet he was sleeping with her too. Ah fuck it, but I would show how to lead a community.

The Mayor stoled my seat as councillor for cheating and sucking up to the former Mayor. Now he bought and illegally bought booze to underage kids too. He is some leader to wear jeans and a blazer.

As a leader you're suppose to lead as a professional and dress properly in a excellent suit. Also since our sawmill exploded in our town, which both my parents been working there for over three decades lost their jobs. Here the bastards acts like he cares for my band and the town. I know the fucker was only there so he'll get paid to be there. Also when he gets mentioned at the First Nation community meeting, the bastards stands there and smiles just because my Chief says his name. IF I was mayor I would nod.........not smile.

I dunno maybe I should run for Chief. Who knows.
 
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jesus christ
Tomorrow is one of my bestfriends birthdays

When i think of the first time i spent a birthday with her to the one shes gonna have tomorrow, you would never think somene would make such a huge transformation. We used to party like crazy mofos, drink smoke weed and do pills stay up for days and days.

Now shes the most wonderfull mother i have ever seen, honestly. I have never seen one person love her child more than she does to her

There should be more people like her in this world, people who put their childeren first and themselves second. I hope to god she gets everthing she deserves in life.

If i ever become a parent, i will look up to her.

She is my idol

She is the most beautiful person in the world.

PS You and Adrian make cute babies

Thanks for being there Sailor Jupiter ( insider)
<3
 
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"DeaD"
ln an articulate theory of DeaD:
'Not or no longer being.'

How though? When what can not be...
should never have been.
ls everything, truly to break;
what happens at the end?
Not when l've collapse upon my last breath,
but the moment existence
has nothing more to take...
So, why don't you tell,

"What really makes us different,
but time?"
 
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"The Human lndifference"


lf wind were a song, the sky-
its composer.
How notes
would flutter among the trees.
Singing our end
ever closer.
Within a lovely, breeze.
 
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bhjk
there are some places i wish i could run too
others i wish i could run from
theres a world out there waiting for me
but if i join it where do i go
what do i do
and if things dont work out
then what?
i cant out run the world
 
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Metal, Mental, Metal.
 
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Through eyes that had once blossomed, beauty.
Swollen in somber of an umbra within.
When dismal sears along the blade of sunlight.
Dancing through shadows - Silent like the night.
Holding onto what depths in its touch; his lonely eyes,
form that flower, ever blooming.
How its presence keeps him constant though its ghostly apparel
...always leaves, but a tear awaiting its fall.

'l feel like l've cut into your skin, l feel like you can finally feel me..'
 
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l'm a hopeless romantic...
l love, but never lose.
l have, but never hold.
l dream, and that's all.

'Love is blind as l am to it.
Though bound by words, its beauty may reflect.
ln eyes ever eager...ln hollow, we formed.
Out of nothing...
will come everything.
Your rivers already flowing through me.
As red as blood -
There is but a flower growing in my heart.'
 
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Rest In Peace Carl
I cannot believe you're gone
You're the greatest relative I have ever had, I will miss your hilarious jokes you have always made and traditional drumming/singing will not be the same without you.

You're family doesn't deserve to lose you and just breaks my heart to see your sister/my Aunty be so heart borken to yet again lose a sibling. She lost you, half of your older twin brother Fred, cousin Sheldon, and my Sister/cousin Andrea. You're now back home with the rest of your family, but we will miss you dearly Carl.

Burns Lake, Babine Forest Products, drum practice, and special events like Aboriginal Days will not be the same without you.

I love you cuz and I will always remember your smile. There's no goodbyes, but saying farewell. I will dedicate a song and traditional dance to you in your honour. Rest In Peace Cuz


 
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angryface
Been a while since I wrote a blog
Nex isn't what it used to be, that's foo shoo
Don't know where to go or what to do
I just wanna run away, go somewhere new
+Found a puppy, I nursed her back to life. Someone had lost or abandons her.
I named her Delilah Helena, from the song Hey There Delilah, and Helena by My Chemical Romance
-Don't know whether or not I should to to school here, or If I should move back to Lloyd
+If I live back to Lloyd I get my old life back
-Have no where o life if I moveto Lloyd
+Gonna get my learners soon, cause I'm cool like that
- Probly gonna fail )8
-Sick of this place, but have no where to go
-Feelin trapped and used
Over all. Not a good start o the New Year
 
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Hometown :'(
I am completely devastated that my hometown of Burns Lake had an unexpecting explosion at the place where my parents who worked there for nearly three decades. Mom was the first one to work there before Dad, she just recently celebrated 34 years three weeks ago. Dad only worked there for 30 years and had no education and experience on working in a shack, which was the biggest machine and my Dad went for it. He has been in that shack all of his life working in there. He trained numerous of educated people, but they just gotten too scared to operated it. I also had a lot of friends, friend's parents, Uncle's, cousins', and fellow band members.

My town is very torn apart of this tragedy, which structed everyone with worriedness and getting upset of hearing the news of loved ones working that night. A few of my friends are injured and a few of my relatives also. Now we have two people is missing and one of them is a relative of mine and the other is a relative to my Uncle's in laws too.

We still have no word on if they're ok, but it's now one o'clock in the morning and no relative. My Aunt and Uncle including my Uncle's father and Mother-in-law don't deserve this. They've lost so many of their loved ones and so does everyone who works there..........they don't deserve this!

Please find in your heart to pray for my beutiful hometown of Burns Lake your prayers to everyone for a speedy recovery and pray that they find my cousin and the other guy. It would mean so much to me once they find him.

Thank you for having the time to read this. Your prayers are important to us so much. Again thank you so much
 
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"Wolf heart With Artist Eyes"



'l have seen the sunset,
And winter stars.
When death became hymn.'


Ch'iyõne dzë
eyõts'ih
kudinhk'ä esdä'
 
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Arms won't be my coffin.



l Hate loneliness, but it Loves me.
The artificers intent -
grotesque.
Such as loves antithetic.
And to be its simple guest.
For l am a lonley visitor.
When it's only me, in this flesh of mine.
Farewell, goodbye;
to that what once shined.
My lovely sin.
How your arms won't be my coffin,
but instead...
this loneliness in the form of skin.
Built on wings that held the key;
to my imprisonment of flesh.

'l love nothing.
When nothing,
is what truly lasts forever.
l have felt nothing.
And to be nothing.
ls something...
When you are the nothing in me.'


The quiet funeral - my silent soliloquy.
Sleeping alone.
 
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“Oh, I get it.
This... in my hand...
The Heart.”
- Ulquiorra Cifer
 
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