Do you dream
That the world will know your name
So tell me your name
And do you care
About all the little things
Or anything at all
I want to feel
All the chemicals inside
I want to feel
I want a sunburn
Just to know that I'm alive
To know I'm alive

And don't tell me if I'm dying
'Cause I don't want to know
If I can't see the sun
Maybe I should go
Don't wake me 'cause I'm dreaming
Of angels on the moon
Where everyone you know
Never leaves too soon

And do you believe
In the day that you were born
Tell me do you believe
And do you know
That every day's the first
Of the rest of your life

This is to one last day in the shadows
And to know a brother's love
This is to New York City angels
And the rivers of our blood
This is to all of us
To all of us

So don't tell me if I'm dying
'Cause I don't want to know
If I can't see the sun
Maybe I should go
Don't wake me 'cause I'm dreaming
Of angels on the moon
Where everyone you know
Never leaves too soon

Yeah you can tell me all the thoughts
About the stars that fill polluted skies
And show me where you run to
When no one's left to take your side
But don't tell me where the road is
'Cause I just don't want to know
And no I don't want to know, love

And don't tell me if I'm dying
And don't tell me if I'm dying
And don't tell me if I'm dying

Happiness
More or less
It's just a change in me
Something in my liberty
Oh, my, my
Happiness
Coming and going
I watch you look at me
Watch my fever growing
I know just where I am
But how many corners do I have to turn?
How many times do I have to learn
All the love I have is in my mind?

Well, I'm a lucky man
With fire in my hands

Happiness
Something in my own place
I'm standing naked
Smiling, I feel no disgrace
With who I am

Happiness
Coming and going
I watch you look at me
Watch my fever growing
I know just who I am

But how many corners do I have to turn?
How many times do I have to learn
All the love I have is in my mind?

I hope you understand
I hope you understand

Gotta love that'll never die

Happiness
More or less
It's just a change in me
Something in my liberty
Happiness
Coming and going
I watch you look at me
Watch my fever growing
I know
Oh, my, my
Oh, my, my
Oh, my, my
Oh, my, my

Gotta love that'll never die
Gotta love that'll never die
No, no
I'm a lucky man

It's just a change in me
Something in my liberty
It's just a change in me
Something in my liberty
It's just a change in me
Something in my liberty
Oh, my, my
Oh, my, my
It's just a change in me
Something in my liberty
Oh, my, my
Oh, my, my

They say that this life's unkind

A blasted out silent mind, in quiet pain

They say we run where the demon's lie

Well, sometimes they break



And sometimes the angels keep us safe from drowning

So find a reason in the silence...

Love, love is in reach



They say that my love is high, it won't go away

And all of my demons have died

They just fade away

They just fade away



They say that this life is kind

If you ease up the moment and shine like the sun

They say we run where the demon's lie

Well, sometimes they break



And sometimes the angels keep us safe from drowning

So find a reason, lift it to the sky

Keep it in reach



They say that my love is high, it won't go away

I move when the moment's kind

And then just fade away

And then just fade away



They say that this life's unkind

We will rise as the demons lie

And fade away

And just fade away



And all of my demons die

They just fade away

(They say that my love is high, it won't go away)

And all of my demons die

They just fade away

(They say that my love is high, it won't go away)

And all of my demons die

And just fade away
..

New blood joins this earth

And quickly he's subdued

Through constant pained disgrace

The young boy learns their rules



With time the child draws in

This whipping boy done wrong

Deprived of all his thoughts

The young man struggles on and on he's known

A vow unto his own

That never from this day

His will they'll take away



What I've felt

What I've known

Never shined through in what I've shown

Never be

Never see

Won't see what might have been



What I've felt

What I've known

Never shined through in what I've shown

Never free

Never me

So I dub thee unforgiven



They dedicate their lives

To running all of his

He tries to please them all

This bitter man he is

Throughout his life the same

He's battled constantly

This fight he cannot win

A tired man they see no longer cares

The old man then prepares

To die regretfully

That old man here is me



What I've felt

What I've known

Never shined through in what I've shown

Never be

Never see

Won't see what might have been



What I've felt

What I've known

Never shined through in what I've shown

Never free

Never me

So I dub thee unforgiven



You labeled me

I'll label you

So I dub the unforgiven

Off through the new day's mist I run
Off from the new day's mist I have come
I hunt
Therefore I am
Harvest the land
Taking of the fallen lamb

Off thruogh the new day's mist I run
Off from the new day'smist I have come
We shift
Pulsing with the earth
Company we keep
Roaming the land while you sleep

Shape shift nose to the wind
Shape shift feeling I've been
Move swift all senses clean
Earth's gift back to the meaning of life

Bright is the moon high in starlight
Chill is the air cold as steel tonight
We shift
Call of the wild
Fear in your eyes
It's later than you realized

Shape shift nose to the wind
Shape shift feeling I've been
Move swift all senses clean
Earth's gift back to the meaning of life

I feel I change
Back to a better day
Hair stands on the back of my neck
In wildness is the preservation of the world

So seek the wolf in thyself

Shape shift nose to the wind
Shape shift feeling I've been
Move swift all senses clean
Earth's gift
Back to the meaning of wolf and man

My cup runneth over
Like blood from a stone

These stand for me
Name your god and bleed the freak
I like to see
How you all would bleed for me

When the pig runs slower
Let the arrow fly
When the sin lies bolder
I'll pluck out thine eye

These stand for me
Name your god and bleed the freak
I like to see
How you all would bleed for me

If you scorn my lover
Satan got your thigh
If you steal in hunger
I will kick you when you try

These stand for me
Name your god and bleed the freak
I like to see
How you all would bleed for me

All these things that you've done for me,
Have left me so... FUCKING TIRED
I'm not saying that you haven't done a lot of good,
But if there's one thing you can do,
You can BLEED FOR ME, BLEED FOR ME
These stand for me
Name your god and bleed the freak
I like to see
How you all would bleed for me

These stand for me
Name your god and bleed the freak
I like to see
How you all would bleed for me

First and foremost, the stomach pains are kicking in at full gear once again. Going to see the doctor on Tuesday, but like always they are not going to find the reason why it's happening, give me a bunch of medication I'm not going to take, and it'll continue to get worse and worse.

For some reason music on WinAmp sounds better than music on iTunes? Maybe it's just me. I still like iTunes because of the Genius feature, among others.

I finally got the long hair trimmed up a bit. It doesn't necessary look the way I want it to look now, but it'll do for the time being.

Super Bowl prop bets are more worthless this, this, and even this.

I placed a $100 bet on the Cardinals +7 over at BoDog. Overall I think Kurt Warner will somehow squeak out the upset.

The new laptop owns the old laptop by miles. It's too bad that somehow, I had to re-install Windows Vista after one week (damn Toshiba!).

Somehow and some way I'm getting calls asking if I'm interested in an auto loan, and demanding I talk to them or my information will be plastered everywhere. Have at it! Everything and the kitchen sink is already out there, I don't care at this point. Just search my full name.

I'm taking more pictures about things around me, where I visit and assorted crap. I've talked to a couple people about shelling out big dollars on a camera and taking pictures at whatever comes my way. The mountains, beach, the woods, nothing is off limits to me anymore.

Alex, go away. Seriously. Stop crying on the phone. I won't convert. I know you love me to death, and likewise, but it's been a couple of years. Time to live and let live.

Yeah.

Ok, maybe someone asked me what is the meaning of that moniker, maybe someone didn't. But that's not what matters, I kind of have a need to explain it all. Basically, it has two meanings, one professional and one personal. But for blogging sakes, and the only people who can see this blog are people I know (excluding bands) at some point, I'll let you in on the personal explanation...

So, "Superhuman" pertains to the fact that people nowadays never go out of their way to "wow" others, make things personal, or be creative enough to be original in what they do or who they are. People are no longer chivalrous, no ever attempts to be friendly, and no one attempts to go beyond the call of duty to make other happy at the expense of themselves. It's a "scratch my back, fuck yours" attitude this world has gone into. A lot of people I know are exactly like this, and pisses me off to no end, because like I said, they want their needs to be met before they worry about anyone else. Maybe it's just the people I know, maybe it's the news, and maybe it's just what I see in real life, oh well. So basically, I don't want to be like everyone else. I go out of my way to pay for Chargers tickets for someone I knew for only two weeks. I go out of way to make sure my friend got to see her boyfriend for the final time ever. I make sure my mother was able to pay her rent, even if it meant mine is late. I design web sites, I write papers, I design graphics for free, because I know it will make them happy at the end. It's their happiness that makes me feel good inside. No one does these things for the good of everyone else anymore. Hense Superhuman.

The "Unknown" piece is that people are simply not attracted to someone who is willing to go beyond the call of duty to make sure others are happy before their own selves. Wanna know why I know this? People are scared of me just because of this. I lost friends because I do these things. Women are frighten by this because they think I have an alternative motive. I lost dates because I am simply doing the right things. People don't get it. I do. Hense Unknown.

Superhuman Unknown.

Here's the weight of the world on my shoulders
Here's the weight of the world on my shoulders
On my shoulders

All alone I pierce the chain
And on and on the sting remains
And dieing eyes consume me now
The voice inside screams out loud

I am focused on what I am after
The key to the next open chapter
Cause I found a way to steal the sun from the sky
Long live that day that I decided to fly from the inside

Every day a new deception
Pick your scene and take direction
And on and on I search to connect
But I don't wear a mask and I have no regrets

I am focused on what I am after
The key to the next open chapter

I am focused on what I am after
The key to the next open chapter
Cause I found a way to steal the sun from the sky
Long live that day that I decided to fly from the inside

I can't escape the pain
I can't control the rage
Sometimes I think that I'm gonna go insane
I'm not against what's right
I'm not for what's wrong
I'm just making my way and I'm gone

Here's the weight of the world on my shoulders
I am focused on what I am after
The key to the next open chapter
Cause I found a way to steal the sun from the sky
Long live that day that I decided to fly from the inside

I have extra tickets for the show on February 3rd at Belly-Up Tavern. Call me if interested.

...insisting that I need to get laid and get a one night stand? Please. Thanks. 

Aughh! My parents didn't know what to do with me. They got me into little league baseball. I played out in right field.Cause - I - STUNK! But, you don't know. You just show up, y'know. Uhh, I got my glove! "You any good? I don't know, my mom told me to come out here. "Well, get out in right field." "OK!" "Turn around, ya moron!" "Oh, OK!" "Not the whole way!" "Oh, only SOME! Some way!" I never knew what was goin' on out in right field. All I knew is at the end of the game, I'd get a free sno-cone. That's all I knew, y'know. Be out there, "Ahh, free sno-cone, free sno-cone!"

"Brian, what's the score?"

"FREE SNO-CONE! Free sno-cone at the end of the game! If you play, they're gonna give you a free sno-cone! Even if you play half game, you get the whole.You don't get half sno-cone, you get a whole sno-cone for half the game.Ehh! The people that play WHOLE game get a WHOLE sno-cone, and the people that play HALF game get a WHOLE sno-cone. So it's always WHOLE.always WHOLE sno-cone. So I.I'd rather play HALF game.I'd rather play half game.Still get the whole sno-cone."

"How many outs, Brian?"

"GRAPE! I'm gonna get Grape! Or, Cherry! They're both favorites. So, either one is good. If they have both, I'll get Grape, though, cause that's a little more favorite. But, if they don't have Grape, it's like, 'Oh, that's fine, cause Cherry's favorite anyway, y'know.' It's like..it's like ANOTHER favorite, but not as much.not as MUCH favorite.but, they're both good.they're BOTH good."

"Alright, Brian...You just have fun out there."

"OK!"

The second baseman would give me signals to get me involved in the game, y'know? He'd like, y'know, put his outside fingers up.

"OK, Brian. Got two away! two away, Brian!" I didn't know what he was talkin' about. "OK!" "Brian, two away!"

"YOU, TOO!"

Then our coach would yell from the dugout every now and then, y'know, "Hey, guys! Let's hear some chatter out there.Let's hear some chatter!"

What are we.Rabbits? "Chucka-chucka-chucka-choo! Chucka-choooooohh! Chooohhh! Chuckaahooohh! Ooohhh! Ooooohhh!" Might as well have been, y'know. Chattering is saying, "Hey, batter-batter!" over and over again. I don't think I've felt like more of an idiot in my whole life. Out in the field, goin', "Hey, batter-batter! Hey, batter! Hey, batter-batter! Hey, batter! Hey, batter! HEY, BATTER!! Hey! Hey, batter, BATTER, batter, hey! Hey, hey, coach, is there a point to this?" What is that, for the batter's benefit? "Hey, batter-batter!" "Hey, fielder-fielder!" "Hey, batter-batter-batter!" "Hey, fielder-fielder-fielder!" They're communicating!

And, as the ball got to him, we were all supposed to lean in and go, "Hey, batter-batter! SWING!!" Like he couldn't get a hit when you yelled that. "Uhhhhhaughhh! Aughhh! Guy's like, swingin' up! "Did you hear what they yelled, coach?"

If that's fair, they should do that in all adult sports, y'know? I'd like to see that out on the golf course. Y'know, "Hey, golfer-golfer! Hey, golfer-golfer! Golfer! PUTT! Putt, golfer! It's right there! PUTT!" "What the hell's the matter with ya, Ralph?" Ahh, I'm just tryin' to make it fun." Why do you learn that? Are you supposed to apply that later in life? "Hey, lawyer-lawyer! Hey, lawyer-lawyer-lawyer! Hey, lawyer! SUE! Sue, lawyer! Bus driver-bus driver! Drive! Drive! Shift, bus driver!" "What the hell's the matter with you?" " I learned that as a kid. I was just applying it."

The only compliment I ever got in little league baseball was, "Good eye, Brian!" "Good eye, Brian!"

"Well, thank you! Good torso.I noticed you during the trunk rotations."

"Good eye." They would say that when you were too scared to even consider swingin' the bat. The ball would graze your head at about a hundred miles an hour, "Auughhh!"

"Good eye, Brian!" Oh, thank you! What did I do?!" "You moved your head out of the way of the fast ball!" "Oh, good, good. I'm glad I did that. I almost didn't, but then I did. Go team! Go, team, go!"

I used to get scared gettin' up to bat. And, what made it worse was the kids out in the field, on the other team.I don't even know these kids, and they're all out there yellin', "Easy out! Easy out! Everybody move in! Easy out!" How do you handle that when you're nine years old? "Hey, they're walkin' towards me!" The outfielders are playin' in on the clay. The infielders are goin' through my pockets. "Easy out! Easy out! I'm like goin', "Hey! That's my gum!"

I played softball this last year. I struck out in slow-pitch softball. Let me tell ya somethin', there's not a whole lot more humbling in life than striking out in slow pitch. Walk back to the dugout, y'know, and your teammates are older than little league.they try not to laugh, but it's kinda hard not to. You sit next to them, and they're goin' "hehehe." What can they say? "Wow. Ah, he throws a wicked twelve foot arc. It's hard to hit in only three tries. It should be a bigger ball.should be a kickball! We should play ten-strike kickball! Y'know? Tha-That's what it is." They call it SOFT-ball. Makes it sound like it harmless, y'know. You ever take a line shot to the face with a softball? You don't go, "Hey! That's downy soft! That was like a big ball of cotton! Hey, don't worry about that.that's blood light! We're playin' softball! We're all gonna float around like angels!"

My lips are shaking, my nails are bit off
Been a month and a day since I heard myself talk
Only advantage this life's got on me
Picture an empty cup in the middle of the sea

And I fight back in my mind
Never lets me be right
I've got memories, I've got shit
So much it don't show

Oh, I walked the line, when you held me in that night
Oh, I walked the line, when you held my hand that night

An empty shell seems so easy to crack
I Got questions, don't know who the fuck I'm ever gonna ask
So I'll just lie alone and wait for a dream
Where I'm not ugly and you're looking at me

And I'll stay in bed
All blue, I've seen hell
If just once I could feel love
Oh, stare back at me

Oh, I walked the line, when you held me in that night
Oh, I walked the line, when you held my hand that night
Oh, I walked the line, when you held me close that night
Oh, I paid the price, never held you in real life ..

Just 50 years ago in the United States of America, black men were beaten, hosed down, sometimes killed for just placing their vote. Now, on November 4th, 2008, on 8:00 PM Pacific, these same United States of America has elected Barack Obama, a black man, to become the 44th President of these United States of America.

America, you finally got it right.

Californians, not so much. For everyone that voted yes on Prop 8, how dare you deny people the same rights that you have. Shame on each and every one of you.

I got your attention, did I? Hope so.

Anywho, For those who live in the piss poor state that is California, you got a bunch of propositions that you have to vote for. Just about all of them, you have no fucking clue what they are, and how they affect you. And for that, I suggest you vote NO ON EVERYTHING! Especially Prop 8. Because gays deserve to have marriages. If you vote YES, you're probably a closet gay yourself. Don't be scared. It's not like a gay guy is going to butt ram you in the shower if you vote no. Then again, those who do vote yes should get butt rammed in the ass.