#default world

Hello to all my night owl followers. Tonight's song recommendation comes to you from the very talented Brent Walsh with the song Default World. You may recognize him as the lead vocalist of I The Mighty, so if you like the song maybe check them out? Either way. hope you enjoy the song as much as I do. :)

Default World - Brent Walsh

Brent Walsh | "Default World"

Brent Walsh has released a new, feel good, music video for his solo track "Default World." Check it out on Alternative Press! 

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"may i burn the man at home this year may i finally become a full participant may i kick the culture consumption habit cold turkey and get on with resonating funky genius and vulnerable enthusiasm on my own channel, 24-7 may i see every public space as center camp and roll around on the ground with strangers lovingly and with worshipful presence as we contact one-in-other may i strut my feathers and leathers and muppet cape and naked benevolent childish soul everywhere i go feeling fully in character may i trick out my apartment like a theme camp and invite people in off the street to lavish them with exorbitant gifts of presence and affection, lovingly prepared because i can because i am rich and overflowing and giving is why i am here may i share shattering rock-bottom truths with everyone, as casually as tea like old lovers with nothing left to prove or improve on in the utter safety of the silky oscillation between me and we may i strip the locks off my heart and hold open house with everyone i meet on the bus in line for groceries or at the gas station granting them the hallucinated embellishment of fur, goggles, nudity and dust and allowing myself full excitement and wonder at who they might be may i look past the surface and see into everyone recognizing pirates alien ambassadors, superheroes and translucent mermaids may i call my campmates or show up at their houses as easily and shamelessly as i might wander up to their tents and never need a reason for pressing my nose on their cheek or for flopping on the couch and snuggling may i love fully, fluidly everyone who pulls me deeper into living and put away any residual shame about how my love looks remembering: we’re in the desert! remembering: we’re dusty and unkempt and beautiful! remembering: we are mad ones and saints and divas all and there is no expectation of tidiness remembering: there will be grit and friction, there always is, but in the cathartic blessing of our meeting and self-discovery no one notices remembering most of all that my emotional nudity is my ticket to the event past the gate and greeters to unity and a friendly universe and is always honored and gratefully received may i hallucinate freely seeing volvos as giant bunny slippers and hondas as mobile cupcakes may i notice the installations of genius and wild vision all about me may i see the dreams made real in my daily built world may i touch the wide round belly of the pregnant possible with both my hands may i witness those around me strutting their beauty and hope their frailty and unfinishedness and quirky unique poised artful equilibrium above the abyss of judgment and may i yell out my approval, and applaud may i witness the gifting that happens every moment the trade of glances, smiles and kind words that are as quenching and comforting in this daily wasteland of formality and alienation as popsicles and mist baths ever were may i burn the man every day may i take his idealized ass down may i take the icon of who i am supposed to be and gently release him to flame may i take his habits, opinions, head noise timidity and ego-protective arrogance and lovingly douse them with gas this is my religion, humbly, devotedly, and persistently performed: THAT MAN will BURN may i build the temple every morning and honor and celebrate those who have sung the song of my life, who have held my life like their own dear infant in their arms may i build the temple every morning and be awestruck by its beauty every day as i smear it with prayers and tears, and then at dusk release it in holy smoke may i smell it burn and know that that was it: this one day was my whole life and it is over and if i am blessed to wake once more… may i do it all again more fiercely, more passionately more graciously, goofily and generously until my life measures up to the love i feel as i walk, bike or ride an octopus through the eternal city of dreams in which my soul is at home"