Monday, March 28, 2011

At sea

We're lost at sea,
Through the trees we flee, run stagnant estuaries,
Ice shattered golden leaves,

Cos' it was a long time, long time,
Since we screamed as loud as we pleased,
It's was a long time,
Since we just breathed.

We're lost at sea,
And bright burns the golden shores we flee,
Now our lights glow silver binary,
And our stone harbours are faded memories.

Well it was a long time, long time
Since we screamed as loud as we pleased,
It was a long time,
Since we just breathed.

Leave us lost at sea,
Tangled ankles rooted weeds,
Stinging salt skin bitter breeze,

Leave us lost at sea,
To hear the waves roar,
Everytime they hit the shore.

Leave us lost at sea,
For like the waves we'll break,
And when the current comes to us, to take,
Don't rescue me.

Friday, March 25, 2011


Non, Il doit y avoir un trou dans votre tete.

Il n'y a rien de pire qu'une petite chienne avec un pistolet.

Nous avons construit la civilisation de l'epoque et maintes fois avec les mains et la sueur de notre front.

Pouvez-vous etre un peu plus creatif et moins offensant pour vous?

Desole de le dire mais vous etes votre propre esclave.

Je ne veux pas etre harse avec des mots, mais tres stereotypees. Bon travail!

Ou avez la courbe d'apprentissage d'arret?

Je parie que ta mere est si fiere de toi.

Saturday, March 19, 2011

et c'est ma realite

Si je vous blesser Baby, je suis desole.
meme si vous savez cela ne signifiait rien du tout.
Je veux etre capable de tout partager avec vous.
Il etait egoiste, surtout un jour comme si c'etait hier.
Ressenti la douleur et la confusion de plus en plus, la perte d'un etre cher.
J'ai ete malade toute la journee. Avez-vous une mauvaise impression de moi?
se soucier de vous.
Je pouvais a peine meme fonction.

et... J'ai flunked mon examen mensuel.

Partout dans un reve stupide?

Je t'aime, et c'est ma realite.

tete de bete malade

ce que je vois dans mes reves,
n'est pas du tout ce que je pense.
mon tete malade joue des tours.
au moins elle se termine bien.

Friday, March 18, 2011

Riding the tracks.

Psychological Meaning: Your future is ‘on track’. As trains follow a fixed route, this dream may suggest that you are being helped with your journey through life. If you dream of missing a train or passing your destination, it may indicate that you feel that you have missed an opportunity.

Also, are you a conformist? Jung believed that to dream of taking a public vehicle often means that the dreamer is not finding their own way forward and is behaving like everyone else. (Freud believed that to dream of missing a train meant missing death.)

He also was convinced that all dreams involving motion represented disguised wish fulfilments for sexual intercourse. In particular he claimed that a train represents a penis and when it goes into a tunnel this indicates sexual intercourse.

Mystical Meaning: Dreamers of long ago believed that to dream of travelling indicates a change in your fortunes. It is particularly fortunate if the destination is towards high hills or mountains. And, if the journey is in a straight line, your good fortune comes swiftly.

Wearing thin

Wearing thin
This guise.
Guided to the apex
Of compromise,
Suffer the poison
For the sweet effect,
Rejecting the future
While building towards it.
Cashing pension cheques I'll never see,
A damned chapter of society,
Raised on vice and sugar,
Gluttoness, lecherous, laugh it off
The winning are self involved,
The losing are losing it all,
To prepare for the moment
When the winners fall.
And the new baby crawls
Toward a fate
Of broken glass
In this world
Where our mirrored empires
Will collapse,
When the world drifts by on the tide,
The liar of today
Will be scorned for his truth,
witch hunters burned,
The breast emblazoned with instinct again.
All this will be pointless as ever
Futility of the feudal masses
Cramped in a corner craving exemption
From the effect of their cause.
The sun has set a little later today
smell of a winter wasting away
garbage surfaces in fresh decay.
The gold drops in
In the shape of a grin
reminds me
It will all be okay.

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