Tuesday, February 28, 2012
Caetano Veloso - Sozinho (Ao Vivo)
Alone
Sometimes in the silence of the night
I start imagining both of us
I stay here, daydreaming
Conecting the before, the now, and the after
Why do you leave me so free?
Why don't you stick with me?
I'm feeling so alone
I'm not and I don't want to be your owner
But sometimes a little affection feels good
I have my desires and secret plans
I only open up to you, no one else
Why do you forget me and vanish?
And if I become interested in someone?
And if she suddenly wins me over?
When we like someone
We care for them
You say that you love me
But you don't really mean it
Or you mess with me
Or you aren't ready
Where are you now?
When we like someone
We take care of them
You tell me that you love me
But you don't mean it
You are either misleading me
Or you're not mature yet.
Iê iê iê iê iê
Where are you now?
Sunday, January 22, 2012
Thursday, November 10, 2011
Both discrepancies
Im not sure what is worse: the pro-lifers that are for the death penalty or the pro-choicers who are against the death penalty.
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
the nevermore by Mac
Motion side banks crashing into
pools of searing blooms of molt and smoke
inhaling rotating blades walk back axe shutters,
spinning webs hooked out catapult and shatter.
well i'll just keep moving through the nevermore, the nevermore
while planets drift the skull
well i'll just keep moving through the nevermore, the nevermore
while planets drift the skull
snapping of wolves, dormant cocoons
flashing stars glow patterns in the passing night
surveillance, confusion, a roaring engine
melting stereo hot deep window
well i'll just keep moving through the nevermore, the nevermore
while planets drift the skull
well i'll just keep moving through the nevermore, the nevermore
while planets drift the skull
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
mumbling gibberish jargon
Watch what you eat.
Eat what you watch.
Lethal defeat,
From you crown to your feet
How to create a biological machine?
It's not an oxymoron
get rid of its feelings
simple chemistry bonded ions
separate from its habitat
ego flaunted
so many lives to mold
so many humans controlled
Too busy chasing lust in college.
Paid big bucks to learn to make money.
No tie to family; never vented.
Took all for granted.
scientists have found a bulb lectin gene
thuringiensis toxin vaccine
handshakes with medics
tangled obscure ethics
doesn't matter
profit$ to be made
it's time to get paid
A letter was sent to Capitol Hill:
"Please let my people live. You have frozen us in time. They don't even suck our fingertips for blood anymore. Instead they go straight to the soul."
Where is your heart?
Leave your brain be.
Where's the compassion?
Where's the empathy?
Dilated, malnourished, infiltrated energy.
I'm not talking about oil.
I'm not talking about going green.
I'm talking about that which can't be seen.
Don't look to the high priest, don't fear the beast.
Don't look to your egotistical idols, political rivals
Don't look inward.
Close your eyes
Clear the chatter
Through the rummaging shuffling of clutter
tumbling distant flutter
This life's not complete
this cannot be it
i climb back to my fetal capillary bed
mumbling gibberish jargon
Eat what you watch.
Lethal defeat,
From you crown to your feet
How to create a biological machine?
It's not an oxymoron
get rid of its feelings
simple chemistry bonded ions
separate from its habitat
ego flaunted
so many lives to mold
so many humans controlled
Too busy chasing lust in college.
Paid big bucks to learn to make money.
No tie to family; never vented.
Took all for granted.
scientists have found a bulb lectin gene
thuringiensis toxin vaccine
handshakes with medics
tangled obscure ethics
doesn't matter
profit$ to be made
it's time to get paid
A letter was sent to Capitol Hill:
"Please let my people live. You have frozen us in time. They don't even suck our fingertips for blood anymore. Instead they go straight to the soul."
Where is your heart?
Leave your brain be.
Where's the compassion?
Where's the empathy?
Dilated, malnourished, infiltrated energy.
I'm not talking about oil.
I'm not talking about going green.
I'm talking about that which can't be seen.
Don't look to the high priest, don't fear the beast.
Don't look to your egotistical idols, political rivals
Don't look inward.
Close your eyes
Clear the chatter
Through the rummaging shuffling of clutter
tumbling distant flutter
This life's not complete
this cannot be it
i climb back to my fetal capillary bed
mumbling gibberish jargon
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
bashful ignorance
Today I joined in to ridicule someone of their ignorance as to not give away that I was just as clueless about the subject.
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