Feels like december. It's cold, and I'm waiting for the new year.
Feels like december. It's cold, and I'm waiting for the new year.
It's not december, I'm cold. What have I been waiting for?
I'm cold.
I'm cold.
What have I been waiting for?
I was waiting, so long, that I kinda got lonely.
I was waiting, so long, that I kinda got lonely.
I was so alone and thinking worlds of who you were at home with.
I was so alone and thinking worlds of who you were at home with.
I was so alone and thinking worlds of who you were at home with.
I was alone and thinking of just where I was.
You always knew that I was lying right where you had left me.
We've just evolved from whats around us.
If I could tell you whats next then I would.
But I don't know. So I can't.
I can't.
I can't.
I can't and I'm afraid.
I'm afraid and it hurts.
It hurts, but I'm tough,
I'm tough, I’ll absorb it.
I've absorbed it and now what?
What?
What?
Curious hearts seek love and find themselves.
Curious hears seek love and find themselves.
So now where do we find ourselves.
Where do we live?
I'm alone.
I'm alone in a house full of weirdo’s.
It's not our fault that we're here.
It's not our fault that were here.
We are here.
We're all at this point.
We are all at this point.
at this point.
at this point.
at this .
.
We're here and we're gathered.
We are here and we're strong.
Together forever.
Or at least till it's gone.
It's gone by me.
Gone passed me.
It's gone right through me.
And it got me there too.
It's got me there, too.
It's got me.
It's got me.
It's got me.
It's got me and we're it.
It has me and we're it.
We are everything that's around us.
I'm talking to myself.
and I'm talking to you.
and
and...
and...
and thats it.
Thats enough. Now what have you.
I'll have you.
Be my friend.
Be my lover.
My ally.
But help me.
Don't trick, trust, or betray me.
Because I'm with you.
I'm with you.
And I'll make sure you get home all right.
I'll make sure you get home all right.
I'll make sure you get home all right.
All right.
All right.
All right?
All right??
I've read these same words.
and I've read them.
And if rivers were tears
then i've bled them.
and If rivers could end
then I'd end them.
But rivers don't end end on a red note.
In class the other day.
I think I understand what you were trying to say.
What we were all trying to say.
Trying to say.
Magic Writing.
It all starts with a name.
For instance, I had to look yours up.
I didn't even know it.
I had to look for a piece of paper with your name on it.
But I couldn't find this paper with your name on it.
and you were nameless.
But I having met you
I could ask you.
Having met you I could ask you your name.
How strange that sounded.
What are names?
Who gives them to us?
And who are they?
And who gave them, their names?
And this is who we are to everyone.
This is who we are to ourselves.
We know it by name.
It all starts with a name.
My name is Deven Edward Pitcher.
It's who I am when I'm not currently meeting you.
Definitions define us. That is to say we define the things around us as how we see them.
We define ourselves as we see.
As we see.
Talking and Logic and Language and Thought.
The way I think is out there.
It's written.
And I'm gone and I'm off meeting new people.
But my name's still around.
Writing is thought.
Thought is Opportunity.
Cover Your Walls in it.
We ought to think happily of opportunity.
We ought to act upon opportunity.
Thought-->Action.
Thats where things get confusing.
Thats where we all try to tell each other what we mean.
And we're stuck in the middle.
We are all stuck in the middle.
We are all stuck in the middle.
What is it?
What is it?
To name the un-namable.
Friend is a name.
Teacher, brother, son, mother, lover, and villain.
Amongst us.