Roboto's Garage

Friday, June 27, 2003

today.
i'm only one day older than yesterday.
one day more "mature", one day "wiser".
cradling in my arms these 24-hour blocks like a miser.
snatching them up as quickly as they appear before me.
so consumed with this game
that i neglect to see it's all in vain,
as these chunks of time melt through the crack
between my forearm and stomach and drip away
leaving only another yellow memory on my frayed and hole-y t-shirt.

yet today.
today i look up.
and take notice of the ones standing by me.
i take notice of you.
my partners in time.
i let my grip loosen and release the things i couldn't yesterday.
so with both hands i dance with you and cry with you and sing with you.
my partners in time.
today i celebrate you.

Tuesday, June 24, 2003

i'm on the hunt for a new apartment... anyone out there got any inside tips on a huge, cheap, close-to-the-city penthouse? sunnyside is pretty convenient, but i wouldn't mind having my own room or living in a new/clean place. *sigh*... we'll see what the plan is in a couple weeks.

the rain in new york has finally stopped... and has been replaced with the thickest humidity ever. thank God for air conditioners and ice cream.

Tuesday, June 17, 2003

guess what? i got that job in the music industry. i start on the 30th. God is good.

cold stone opens in times square on thursday. yum yum. God is good.

leading praise (team) gets harder and harder. God is good.

Thursday, June 12, 2003

no me gusta mi trabajo. i'm praying for a new job. specifically one in the music industry...

sometime in high school, i remember having to drive down to l.a. by myself. i don't recall the reason, maybe i was just bored. the car radio was broken and a 20-hour drive without music is the pits, so i made sure to bring my boombox and plenty of C-batteries. i had one tape... a bunch of michael w. smith songs. i did alot of singing that trip.
there are millions down on their knees
among the many, can you still hear me?
hear me asking, "where do i belong?"
is there a vision that i can call my own?
show me...
i'm looking for a reason, roaming through the night to find my place in this world
my place in this world
there's not alot to lean on, i need your light to help me find my place in this world
my place in this world