Category Journal

18+ years of writings from Markus Nylund’s life. Real, raw, unfiltered. Thoughts, fragments, truths. The logbook of a working artist building from scratch and overcoming perfectionism, self-sabotage and sharing what it takes to rise back up again and again.

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My goal: to free music from the clutches of commercialism, genre & structure. It is time to return music to its place as a pure art-form. There’s a fine line between entertainment and art. I am not saying I am…

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this internet shit is impossible for me. for the past 2 days I have been trying to get all my online accounts set up. You know, Facebook, myspace, etc. I’ve been here before. I don’t know what it is. I…

Scrapyard

My life has become a scrapyard. Junk lies scattered everywhere on land that has almost become infertile. The junk used to be precious antiques, cutting edge technology, and building blocks of greatness. The now wasted land used to be a…

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I am sitting here somewhere drinking beer & red wine. My back aches somewhere I can’t reach. I feel this strange dullness in my soul. I am more estranged than ever from everything. I should really be getting ready to…

bittersweetness of springtime

Although I love the spring for what it represents, it’s always a tough season for me to get through due to my intense allergies to pollen and whatever else is blooming. Since the beginning of this decade I have refused…

my music career so far… (part. 1)

When I was about 15 I started recording my own songs. At first I was recording Metallica covers and just guitar riffs with a friend but eventually the ability to record inspired me to create complete songs, lyrics and all.…

what I must do & keep on doing

what I must keep focused on to feel good because feeling good is what it’s all about: patience constistency stress avoidance positive thinking sense of humor inner peace mental strength emotional poise plant-based diet basic fitness (meditation, running, calisthenics &…

current situation & the near future

I’m currently staying with my parents in Eastern Finland. I’ve once again returned to the nest; gathering energy & saving money so I can set off out into the world for yet another adventure. Doing some work outside in the…

the invisible war

btw, by “modern culture” i mean the whole of western civilization. it is a cancer. and it is spreading. i am a white cell fighting against this cancer. not that i really like this idea of “world peace”. that’s bullshit.…

what happens now?

i really don’t know anymore and it’s simultaneously very frightening and very, very exciting. i just wish i could disappear. i feel so god damn stuck. i have enough money to leave but then i wouldn’t have much anything anymore…