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http://spacedapart.wordpress.com/

You are about to click the link, right?

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Need drums on your next recording or tour?
Woah! I have a drum set!

Email me at MarkTVentura@gmail.com if you are interested

FAFSA

in progress

Post 101 (no pun intended)

Monday
10:10a - 11:00a Math 101 - Davis
11:15a - 12:30p Zoology 161 - TBA
1:00p - 2:50p Zoology Lab - TBA


Tuesday
10:10a - 11:00a Math 101 - Davis
11:15a - 12:30p English 112 - West
12:45p - 2:00p History 112 - Spellman


Wednesday
10:10a - 11:00a Math 101 - Davis
11:15a - 12:30p Zoology 161 - TBA


Thursday
10:10a - 11:00a Math 101 - Davis
11:15a - 12:30p English 112 - West
12:45p - 2:00p History 112 - Spellman

Final cut

I might bring the vocals up a tiny tad (but keep them slightly burried)

a sneak peek

Miami University

Today I will be doing some of the final steps of re-enrolling at Miami University (Ohio). I am still not entirely sure what major I want to focus on, but I am excited none the less to start a new chapter of my life.

Tumblr vs. Blogger

I can't decide where I want to spend my attention. Tumblr can do "more", but I like how organized Blogger is.
Hmmmmmmm.

my blog reaches

Dreamgrabber

music I've written

If you have speakers that can handle low frequencies, use them.
The lowest quality of speakers WILL play the song, but certain noises won't be heard.

hard to stay in touch

My phone was stolen

currently reading

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Your hair formed from dust, and your teeth from stone
Two legs made of roots,
Planted so deep, you’ll never be moved,
Standing firm, but swaying in the wind.
Your hands long enough to reach the sky,
but folded tightly in your lap,
with eyes like diamonds you shine so bright.
Bright enough to blind a ruby, and burn the sun,
You swing your arms, and the children dance.
I want to know what you mean, what you say, what you do.
Lord God, please forgive me for all I’ve done.
Forgive me when I say I don’t believe.

music

Excited to be writing new (AtDH) music again!
Really wanting to listen to a lot of albums right now.
Going to get something to drink.

Hold on to me,
on my deathbed,
babe I love you,
tell the kids as well

My head has sweat too long,
and I've cried too many tears,
my blood is cursed,
but you're my blessing.

Some day I hope to see you again,
Some day I hope to love you again,
Some day, yes someday,
I hope there is a someday.

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All along the dusty bank,
floats 45 boats full of men,
ready to own, and ready to seize,
any land they see.

They drop the hatch,
and storm the land,
down the natives,
and take their gold.

Their mothers must not have taught them,
You can't just take what isn't yours,
It's just not polite.

They continue on, and take more land,
until they can't take much more,
and they live like kings,
fit to rule the land.

Until that very day that one stood up,
and said "no more" to the the kings and men.

Oh they fought hard, but a force was behind this young one,
a force we'll never know, but their sword was strong,
and the fight was short.

To the top they rose, but to the land they gave,
their heart and protection.

Oh young one, we love you!
You have sent legions to the grave,
but sent us new birth. You, we trust.

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Hurry up, and feel the sand,
rushing through my veins,
as the waves push them forth,
and the sun begins to fall.

It explodes into a thousand stars,
and the night slips out.
The breeze is silent,
but those waves are loud.

Crashing, crashing all around me,
no idea where I am. No idea where I am.

It only gets darker when the clouds rush in,
smoke fills my lungs, and filters my perception.
Not sure I believe anymore.

Where do I call home?
Where should I call home?
Where do YOU call home?

my life thoughts

Boy oh boy. Life. Energy. Spirituality. God. Been doing a lot of thinking lately, and am STILL doing a lot of thinking. What is God? Is Christian God the correct God? Is this all self hypnosis? Where did everything come from?
These questions have unlocked a new joy in me. A freedom. An overwhelming peace. I've been doing my best to just be honest with myself, and with others. My prayers now look like "God, I don't know if you are real. I am in such a confusion right now. Common sense tells me something had to have started the first bit of matter, but a lot of the time I don't feel you. What is happening?". And almost everytime, whenever I pray with just every amount of honesty I have in me, a peace will overcome me. I just feel like being still. A lot of the times I (and even you) will run around in a dusty dirt circle saying things like "God are you real?" or "I don't know if I believe in you", and all the meanwhile we are scooting our feet, and picking up dirt and swirling it in the air. Even if we sit still for a second, there is still all that dust in the air, and we have no idea where we are. I am even stirring a little dirt of my own by writing this post, but I want to encourage my brothers and sisters to calm down. Ask questions, and sit still. I spent so much time asking questions to everyone I could, trying to show I was a deep thinker, or that I was on the verge of figuring things out, or whatever else. I propose we as brothers sit still. Spend a mere 10 minutes as you lay in your bed in the morning praying "God, speak louder than the static I have created on our frequency." and then lay there. I will share some things I have experienced doing this in a later post, but I encourage you to first try it on your own. Even if you think everything in the universe started from nothing.