Captain Ocean Skydive is a Writer

back to blogging

noreply@blogger.com (Captain Ocean Skydive - Aaron Kirk) — Mon, 13 Oct 2008 17:36:00 +0000

today, i would say most of anyone who would read this know that my wife and i are separating for a bit. not sure how long. there's a lot of hope on the horizon but right now i don't have much to add. i'm sure i'll write about it more but i also have a lot of garbage to work through in general and i feel that i'm more free to write about it and maybe exorcise some of it that way.

I'm going to be putting up some things i've been writing down during the day over the last several months.

see you around

aaron

The first Night Job trailer.

noreply@blogger.com (Captain Ocean Skydive - Aaron Kirk) — Thu, 22 May 2008 20:54:00 +0000

music is by Luxury. "To You Who Gave Me Hope And Were My Light"

Finished shooting the movie, w/pictures!!!

noreply@blogger.com (Captain Ocean Skydive - Aaron Kirk) — Wed, 21 May 2008 20:10:00 +0000

Finished the movie, i'll do a better write up soon

here are the pictures. there are two pages.

http://gallery.mac.com/keepwaiting#gallery

On Making a Film

noreply@blogger.com (Captain Ocean Skydive - Aaron Kirk) — Fri, 02 May 2008 19:41:00 +0000

Most of you know that on May 15th I'll be shooting what I consider my first legitimate film. It will be a short film (a long short, 20-25 mins). I want to use the blog as a way to keep people up to date on the process as well as to keep my thoughts out in the open. I tend to really get internal when I'm working on this. My daughter Gomer has already been asking why I work so much (besides my real job, this feels like a second one). So, I want to find a way to keep people in the know so it's not just me complaining about running out of money or me sitting in a dark office typing for hours and drinking too much Mountain Dew.

God speed everyone of you and I'll be in touch. I also intend to link to photographs or other elements of the film from time to time.

Adios

Changes...

noreply@blogger.com (Captain Ocean Skydive - Aaron Kirk) — Mon, 14 Apr 2008 16:30:00 +0000

This is something that's been going on with me for some time, and I think it ties into a lot of change going on in my life as well as life around me. You can take a look at this blog, my friend and pastor Lee Hoy is experiencing it as well and is talking about how it affects the body at Unhinged Pastor.

This is something I wrote down in prayer the other day. It's actually what got me started blogging and came from seeking the Lord for a solution or at least guidance. I have an office space at our new home so I can do my tech support job in a room that is not also our bedroom now. It is also where I can write and edit and work on the film and video projects and be creative, and most of you know how closely I feel spirituality and creativity are, whether what is created is "Christian" or not.

"This office could either be a temple where God speaks to me, a place of prayer and meditation or it could become a cave. A "drug" den to escape to like all of the other places with pens and paper and computers and music and isolation have become for me in the past. I opiate and self-medicate with basically the same things that also bring me closer to God.

Right now it's a temple. God met me very quickly in my prayer tonight.

I've prayed that God makes this house, itself, a temple. A house of prayer and seeking and meditation and intervintion. Like I've never seen before. I know that will be uncomfortable for us because of everyday stuff. be it negative or positive, is what always puts me right back in my panic mode or my lazy mode or my selfish mode. Where I decide to say, 'screw it' to whatever is going on and take a 10 minute break to do whatever I want. Problem is, externally and internally, I take 40 or 50 of these breaks a day. Nothing about this world will make this easier, and I'm not sure I even know what I'm asking for...I know it means not expecting just a house filled with sunshine, slow, easy days of flowery prayers, and teddy bears skipping through across the lawn.

I have also requested from God some rest from time to time. Times where we are shielded and allowed to have more than our normal lives but a time where we're hedged in by God's wings and allowed rest.

I don't want to ever step out of this room stating things are better. I act just just as much like a jerk in here too. But I feel I'm supposed to ask for this. Pray for the change to our world...

adios

A poem I wrote while driving.

noreply@blogger.com (Captain Ocean Skydive - Aaron Kirk) — Wed, 09 Apr 2008 18:14:00 +0000

Big nose is to my right at the light

He's writing sermon notes in his head

"What am I supposed to tell them?"

Was that white stubble on his chin

I think he may have more soul than he knows

The creeping acoustic guitar on the radio is telling me

the Spirit is all around

I started to sing

Then I stopped

The sunshine tells me I'm alive

That's not supposed to sound cheesy

That's just how it is, Oh God, that's how it is

Parking lot parking

Take the picture now

We're still on Earth but the Kingdom is knocking me in the teeth

----yeah, so either i just assumed the guy at the light next to me was a preacher or something on his car said so...i no longer know. that's how that started. i actually scribbled as i drove. safety first!---

Who Am I Voting For? One of these guys.

noreply@blogger.com (Captain Ocean Skydive - Aaron Kirk) — Fri, 04 Apr 2008 22:32:00 +0000

There are no other choices.

Batman, Toshiro Mifune, Optimus Prime, Snake Eyes, Bill Cosby, or Jesus Christ.

Writing things down.

noreply@blogger.com (Captain Ocean Skydive - Aaron Kirk) — Fri, 04 Apr 2008 21:48:00 +0000

I'm stealing this from myself. It was in an email I wrote the other day. That way I'll have something to put up here until I blarg for real.

Note: I said blarg because I feel less like a slave if I pretend I'm hipper than hip and don't use the correct term. Yep, I'm actually more lame for telling you that. And because I have a friend who writes screenplays and we discuss writing and often refer to sitting down and just writing your heart out as puking. We ask each other if we did any "puking." Cause, deep down, that's exactly how it feels to have that urge to create feels. You just got to throw up. And so "Blarg" sounds like puking. Feel good already? Maybe I'll never say blarg again.

Adapted from that email: i've found myself writing again. writing down random bursts of stuff when I find myself in sudden prayer or wrestling...it's starting to happen more, and i feel compelled to sit down and write. like two nights ago when i got myself alone to calm down and pray. i just start writing as it comes...not stories, not poems (been ages since i did any of that)...just things...whatever's coming down the pipe. it's helping make concrete what i feel is developing in me...something i haven't been able to put into words in a long time. sometimes it's what i think i'm hearing from God.

So, there you go, hope this is a good place for my friends and family to to interact a bit. Not real interested in finding a huge host of new friends or readers, I don't think I'm interested in blogging for mass consumption. If people are paying attention to something i write, i'd rather it be a novel or film.

Adios