Friday, June 25, 2010


Today I’m high on something but
00000Not sure what.
Granted, it is a good day
The sun is up (and will stay up)
People will make merry… dancing around trees…
and later in the night it’s all about the birds and the bees
…(if u know what I mean)
00000Glad midsommer!
As for me, if nothing else, there will be free booz!
0000000000But its none of that

It could be the blackout,
00000God knows how I missed ‘em!
And the midnight sun and candle lights
00000(even if scented vanilla!)
Might have played a part
0000000000But its not that either

In the end, it was just a dream…
00000Tripping on sleeping pills…
An impossible, silly li’l dream…
with not much happening
no happy ending,… nothing at all
00000and still,
0000000000- A good dream!

I reached the end of my journey (for now)
00000There is nothing to report
The puzzle is still unsolved…and perhaps
will stay that way forever
the pieces r too many…far too many
And multiplying by the minute
00000…degenerating, decaying, losing relevance, ...
0000000000(But at least, I know how it rolls)

So there, thats all there is
00000No triumph, no glory
00000No salvation, no story
0000000000not even the faintest promise of any
Just a stupid li’l dream,… tripping…
00000with u in it

And all the rest can go to hell

Monday, June 14, 2010

Recalling the lizard king

[Came across these while browsing through play lists in Spotify...didn't want them to get lost.]

"You trade in your reality for a role. You trade in your sense for an act. You give up your ability to feel, and in exchange, put on a mask. There can't be any large-scale revolution until there's a personal revolution, on and individual level. It's got to happen inside first. You can take away a man's political freedom and you won't hurt him- unless you take away his freedom to feel. That can destroy him. That kind of freedom can't be granted. Nobody can win it for you."

"Most people love you for who you pretend to be. To keep their love, you keep pretending- performing. You get to love your pretence. It's true, we're locked in an image, an act- and the sad thing is, people get so used to their image, they grow attached to their masks. They love their chains. They forget all about who they really are. And if you try to remind them, they hate you for it, they feel like you're trying to steal their most precious possession."

"A hero is someone who rebels against the facts of existence and seems to conquer them. Obviously that can only work at moments. It can't be a lasting thing. That's not saying that people shouldn't keep trying to rebel against the facts of existence."