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“But sometimes you make a choice in that moment and you know in your heart it’s going to change everything.”

— Daydream Nation

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Sooo... I parked at the top of a parking garage and locked myself out of my car.. I usually call my friend Matt to come save me with my spare key, but he's out of town. So I called triple A and the guy that unlocked my car was named Matt..

It's things like this that make me question the universe and our relationship as the observer... How much impact do we actually have ...

I know most people would have been miserable waiting at the top of the parking garage with the sun beating down on tender flesh, but I was far from it.. I laughed.. at the irony and what it means .. Perhaps it means nothing at all... Perhaps if I left that garage when I was supposed to I might have gotten into an accident... There is no real answer and that's ok..

Everything is gonna be ok...

-Danny Sheehan

06.25.25

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I'm not a morning person...but in a way I guess I am...

I get to experience the quietness of the night and its secrets...

I stay up long enough to watch the sky change from black to blue ..

Sometimes I sit on the porch, Closing my eyes and listening to the world wake up ,

the birds chirping

And

I can't help but

thinking of my dad...

I used to hate my sleep pattern, but I began to embrace it . Society says there's something wrong with you . That it doesn't fit the norm, but honestly I love it.

The only thing that sucks is I wish I had a friend that had a similar sleep pattern, because sometimes I want to share it with someone ..

Go for a car ride and listen to music as the sky changes color.. or watch a horror movie . Or just talk about life with , because there's something about midnight /early morning that makes everything more intense, more magical.

-Danny Sheehan

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Notes #2 A New taste ..

Curiosity is a dangerous thing.. It pushes the boundaries of reality.. You begin to question the world around you... The people around you,

their intentions ..

Everything comes with a price or a motive..

even if it's a genuine motive.

A motive never the less .

When you look in the mirror what do you see?

What thoughts accumulate, behind paper eyelids?

Questioning your own thoughts . Your own actions to reactions..

What do you discover?

Some may never see the reality of what we are.

Or what we can become given the right circumstance.

What led me to this point? What broke? What snapped into place?

Others see insanity.

Yet I've never seen it clearer ..

By society standards this is madness .

This is infectious and actions must be taken to make an acceptable, law abiding citizen ..

If this is madness,

Then leave me to rot..

For I've never felt so alive...

What becomes of a man who believes in nothing fully? Does he fall from heaven?

His wings clipped ..

With disgrace...

The devil no longer welcomes you either

The flames of eternal dam only create an inferno that shines brighter than the sun..

Seeing in you that you will start a riot..

He kisses you with remorse for he could never break you...

How do you exist in a world where the dead are alive?

I'm afraid to die excited to live...

More than I've ever been ..

Yet death seems so welcoming...

Eternal slumber in the silence ..

I went into the forest

And

What stands before you is whatever you choose to see..

Energy

And nothing more...

Morphed

Into what you choose to see

Through shared experiences

And

Your own perspective..

Who am I when I'm not being observed ?

Who are you when you aren't being judged for the crimes your own mind creates?

Your own morals dictate your very actions?

How is that possible?

Internal conflict ?

When in theory you should have full control of your own mind...

I went into the forest

And

I took off my space helmet..

My senses heighten

And

I wept

Till the ants drowned before my feet .

The smell of pine

Brought memories that weren't mind to claim

But of the trees ...

Every pore opened,

Wide,

Like little mouths...

consuming the world around me...

And

I wept again

Because I'll never meet another soul quite like mine..

Bursting at the seams to share this madness with someone...

Failing seems like a life wasted

And

Yet I can't wake up a dreamer

If he/she still believes

In a God...

-Danny Sheehan

06.25.25

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“I don’t know what they are called, the spaces between seconds — but I think of you always in those intervals.”

― Salvador Plascencia, The People of Paper

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I enjoy these quiet early morning/ nights when the world is asleep.

-Danny Sheehan

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It's official bought my ticket for Dayseeker and colorblind for July 16th 😋😁

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I wonder if you would recognize me in a crowded room..

Would you sense my presence..

In all the static

Radiant off the multiple casualties in the room...

I've been busy chiseling away pieces of my flesh, redefining my structure

To something more bearable..

More presentable

Kissing my own scars

Apologizing to myself for all the times I've left marks, selfishly.

Pebble #2

Was just as heavy as the first

Crushing the palm of my hand..

Drawing blood..

I walked into the woods

With the idea of shedding my skin..

With the intent on rewiring my brain

To break old habits...

What came out of the woods?

Was an idea..

A new set of eyes..

Would you notice the difference in my demeanor.. Would you still be able to look at me and understand instantly my essence.. looking in the rearview mirror like you've seen a ghost..

Or

has it been so long that we become two perfect strangers with matching scars, with worn out pockets full of burnt out stars and fading photos..

Sometimes when the fog clouds my vision. I catch, myself driving down route 93 in the middle of the night...looking for pieces of who I was .. that familiar comfort..

Disgusted with myself... Holding rotting fragments, trying to find comfort in what once was . Oozing between my fingers.

A piece of me

..Knowing in the back of my brain I tossed these things out for a reason... There is no growth . Only a false reality , fabricated by the best of us...

I went into the woods,

Love

-Danny Sheehan

4AM

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I decided I wanted to read Lord of the Rings..

Not just the original three book trilogy, but a deep dive into the world of Tokien ..

I think before I start the journey to Middle Earth . I should read a biography about J.R.R Tokien to add another layer of how the world unfolded from the mind to the pen.

Update:: I couldn't decide on one so I just bought two biographies

Tolkien And The Great War: The Threshold of Middle-earth by John Garth

And

J.r.r. Tolkien: A Biography by Humphrey Carpenter

Danny Sheehan

06/16/25

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Spontaneous adventure to Weirs beach.

First time.

What an interesting day it turned out. I'm glad everything happened the way it did. I've been thinking about it....

06.13.25

-Danny Sheehan

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"My bedroom feels warm, but it's cold outside

I can tell because of the foggy windows

I think about it for a minuteoy

There are things you know but you can't feel and there are things you can feel

But you don't know how to explain

How did we get to this point?

I once thought my present and yours would go hand in hand

We were energy interacting, two souls toying to change each other's lives

Looking at you was like looking into the lake

I wish I could be young forever, not for leisure, but to keep trying until this works...

Time destroys more than it creates. It's not good for me

For better or for worse, we had to share existence, isn't that funny?

Many have seen the same Moon as us, but how many saw it that same night, in that same instant?

We were a silence between two special songs, silence that is also music in itself

A trace, faded silhouettes, not strangers... Never strangers

I'm so lost in my thoughts...

I can't tell the difference between dreams and reality anymore

And if what I imagined with you was never real Then I'll just keep lying to myself, it's better that way

I don't expect to change fate, I don't have any chances left

I try to romanticize failure and learn to love without owning, that could work, I guess...

You hide within every single thing I sense, you can only be seen if I focus long enough

I can't feel you but I know you're there...."

(holy shit this is amazing)

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“Stay single until someone actually complements your life in a way that makes it better not to be single. If not, it’s not worth it.”

— Unknown

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New item on the bucket list:

Eating pussy in the rain ..

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At work wishing I wasn't...

"Don't threaten me with love, baby. Let's just go walking in the rain." - Billie Holiday

-Danny Sheehan

06.06.25

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Landslide (cover) - Fleetwood Mac

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