The 365 Project

The 365 Project

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The 365 Project episodes

  • #137 post-it notes and listlessness
    all the notes to myself
    the to-do’s and to-be’s
    the unpurchased
    groceries
    reminders
    and crazy ideas
    have all fallen from
    a bulletin board
    in limbo
    i tried to put it all back
    together but all i got was
    a paper version
    of me
    an effigy
    full of crazy ideas
    and unpurchased
    groceries lying
    legs akimbo
    life is a day job
    full of unheeded
    to-be’s and
    listless schemes
    and then we realize
    everything falls apart
    bhagiti 9.3.07 perrysburg, oh
    3 min
  • #136 seven stones
    these stones have fallen
    from those stars
    and these stones here
    have fallen from
    my ears
    last night at dusk the sun
    whispered to
    the moon it’s going to
    happen soon
    you’ll see
    come closer to me
    like the ocean
    i have become so
    obsessed
    with the pace of the day
    that i have forgotten
    who i am
    bhagiti 9.2.07 perrysburg, oh
    2 min
  • #135 freeing themselves from the rivulets and tributaries of the mind, a school of fish make their way into my secret sargasso
    there is a determined
    hopping fish deep
    inside me flopping his way
    to the pool of green great
    escape in my heart
    it is where he meets
    eternity
    no one to rain on his
    plans he speeds to his
    school of wisdoms in
    session everywhere
    inside me and like in
    that dream i am late
    for class
    there is no here
    beyond there
    there is no here
    beyond there
    don’t hold it against me
    the rivers inside me
    they are teaming with brine
    who knows what futures
    lie beyond the walls of
    sleep deep within the
    hollows and pools inside
    thousands of fishes
    try to find their way back
    home
    there is no here
    beyond there
    there is no here
    beyond there
    bhagiti 9.1.07 perrysburg, oh
    3 min
  • #134 explain it away
    sometimes we all
    try to explain it
    i do it too
    but sometimes it’s
    unwise to unravel
    and dabble in
    the why
    because the fruit
    is soft beneath
    the rind
    like they say
    if you explain
    it away
    it’s gone
    we have looked out
    the window upon the
    giant face
    who strokes its chin
    while we’re inside
    quickly rendering it
    invisible
    the diamond
    in the mine
    is still
    a stone
    like they say
    if you explain
    it away
    it’s gone
    bhagiti 8.31.07 perrysburg, oh
    2 min
  • #133 the short reign of
    king loui the blank-teenth
    your reign was short
    an unlikely snow king
    a loner from the get-go
    unaware of your own
    perfect purity
    sometimes timetables
    times three just
    don’t make sense to me
    you in your sweet pea
    television set bed
    plastic versailles with
    your vices and habits
    you could be cruel but
    it wasn’t your fault
    sometimes timetables
    times three just
    don’t make sense to me
    king loui the blank-teenth
    your reign was short
    an unlikely snow king
    but in an instant you
    taught me how to love
    a cricket i never knew
    sometimes timetables
    times three just
    don’t make sense to me
    bhagiti 8.30.07 perrysburg, oh
    3 min
  • #132 the pharaoh's dance
    it’s unwise digging up
    some pharaoh’s tomb
    are the all wars
    pestilence
    and curses
    worth it
    for somebody
    else’s dusty
    flea market
    and who’s curse is it
    anyway ours or his stuck
    for millennia with
    an out of date
    awkward
    chair a
    dead cat and
    impractical
    gold headwear
    if there’s a lesson from
    history it’s this the past
    is dead and if you
    die with lots of
    stuff you’re
    still dead but
    we still keep
    moving
    million-year-old
    garage sales into
    better digs
    bhagiti 8.28.07 perrysburg, oh
    2 min
  • #131 summer's end
    i’m anticipating
    that day
    when you can feel
    that something
    has changed
    you can’t put your
    finger on it but
    you just know
    that summer
    is over
    and you smell
    autumn
    in the air
    the sky paler
    the leaves beginning
    to molder
    the chill of the
    morning and the
    sharpness of
    night
    i do not mourn
    the loss of summer
    but i celebrate the
    birth of
    autumn
    and its continuously
    failing
    resurrection
    bhagiti 8.28.07 perrysburg, oh
    2 min
  • #130 nowhere is somewhere
    coming out of nowhere
    what a place to be why
    would anybody leave
    trade you my here
    for there
    nowhere is somewhere
    got to be
    does it work in reverse
    can the tables be turned
    is it a key without a door
    or the other way
    around
    nowhere is somewhere
    has to be
    someone once told me
    you’re going nowhere
    but i got lost on the way
    now i’ve forgotten
    the directions
    nowhere is somewhere
    has to be
    nowhere is somewhere
    got to be
    bhagiti 8.27.07 perrysburg, oh
    3 min
  • #129 sleep's puppeteer won't let me dance
    sleep the great equalizer
    and mystifier we have
    not danced well together
    for such a long time
    what have i done
    to turn you away
    take me in your arms and
    caress me seduce me
    headlong into your
    wetless dark waters
    to swim with the
    fishes of dreams
    sleep the more you ignore me
    the further i slip into
    this waking coma strung
    up by your puppeteer
    who pulls the strings
    but won’t let me dance
    bhagiti 8.26.07 perrysburg
    3 min
  • #128 in the forest with no name
    rain splatters the trees
    out my window coming
    in small crescendos the
    hissing rising and falling
    against the leaves
    i want the
    green glistening forever
    in here the lights and
    speakers hum but i am
    detached squeezing
    the life out of this through
    filters and sieves
    i am not
    losing myself fast enough
    there is a tree resembling
    each one of us hidden
    in a forest somewhere
    we seek it stumble upon
    it or hide from it
    if we find it
    we know how we die
    bhagiti 8.25.07 perrysburg, oh
    2 min

About The 365 Project

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Inspired by song diarists like David Andrew Strackany (aka PALEO), I endeavor to write, record and upload a song a day for 365 days.