ION INDIE MAGAZINE June 2016, Volume 25 | Page 117
It is hard to believe that two full years have gone by. ION is my home and I have been so honored to have so many unique
visitors in that time. I spent quite some time sifting through the piles of parchment and went searching for all those who have
spent some time in my dwelling.
Dustin Grove of 7th Cycle: https://www.facebook.com/7thcyclemusic
Timm Reed of Another Fine Mess: https://www.facebook.com/AnotherFineMess
Christian Carlisle of Killing What Was: https://www.facebook.com/KillingWhatWas
Dave Jersey: https://www.facebook.com/dave.jersey.923
Danielle Pallanti aka Dan Yell: https://www.facebook.com/danyell.pla
Aaron Joseph Moody of TFP: http://tfp.rocks
Jeremey Moore of GoGo Buffalo: https://www.facebook.com/gogobuffaloband
Justine Eugene of Exit Dodge: https://www.facebook.com/exitdodge/
Los Giles & Donnie Dean of Sans Fear: https://www.facebook.com/sansfearband
Anyone’s Guess: https://www.facebook.com/anyonesguessmusic
Wing for Armor: https://www.facebook.com/WingsForArmorBand/
James Flynn: (lost somewhere in the stratosphere)
I cannot believe the immense support that I see from our frequent flyers here at ION. I almost feel like Dave Jersey and I have
been chilling this whole time, he stops by so often! My fellow Ohio musicians Jeremy, Timm, and Christian, have also kept me
company on many occasions.
Thank you to all that have taken part in my vision…which is only a piece of the larger vision that is ION Indie Magazine. Without
music, this world would be dull and lifeless. It is for that reason that I, Chaos, dedicate my life to writing. I am sure that I shall
be buried with my pen in one hand and my guitar in the other.
My band has made the “Evolution” from The Factor Project to TFP. We are a fierce foursome of the exact chemical balance
that is required to intrigue your mind and keep your body bouncing at the same time. I have never been so comfortable in my
own journey as I am now.
DIVINE
By Shawn Joseph
Amidst the tide of swollen tongues
Feed the waves all of the undone
As agony craves what once was a myth
Life manifests into a gift
Pain subsides below the surface
Never to return, but you already know this
There is no more
Too much to say
So many nights
So little days
Follow the sound that echoes within
Only there can you truly begin
Understand not, yet open your mind
Love, life and happiness
Agony divine
Now the walls are growing thin and I do believe it’s that time again--if you are a writer, poet or wordsmith, won’t you join our
community? We are but dreamers, yet so much more. Why fight to be heard? I will shout to the masses about your works! I
want YOU to succeed, to be noticed! Please send your submissions to [email protected] for consideration!
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