red warts can hurt.
somebody playing in isolation. like great visions unshared. and why not? imagine if you could live for yourself...wouldn't that be nice? never feeling the need to feel the need to feel the need to feel the need...imagine if the moon was always obscured by clouds...if the stars gave out light that we could not see. music that cannot be heard...faces that cannot be recognized...eyes that cannot express every single emotion that you have ever felt...wouldn't that be nice? a herd of gazelles that tastes really bad to a lion without legs...hahahaha wouldn't that be nice?
a dream about a dream about a dream...and so on and so forth.
i managed to download one song at random by neurosis...the sane way to go about it would prolly be album wise...but my net speed is not very...i downloaded this one bit called "the tide"
there is something to be said about it. i checked out godspeed you black emperor...didn't fancy it much at all...they were wasting my time in all honesty...at least in the couple of bits of music i managed to get...they would start...ok good...take it up another level...go on...build the atmosphere...and then for no reason at all...just stop building it...it's there...going on and on and on...and that's just depressing...i have far too much real life to care for that sort of thing...i like an ending to my beginning...i like a lot of things but i don't qualify for any of them. out of my league. some people have this unique talent of making you forget everything...i suppose everybody likes their window looking out at something enticingly musical. get made...figure out why...figure out why you'll be unmade...get unmade. there's a very nice symmetry to everything.
i feel it closing in...the trap i've been working my way towards...if this is where winter is...can i stay here please?
i don't like to be sold without being told.
i have spent the better part of my existence asking questions...not important ones...just simple ones...like...how do you feel? are you bothered? would you like to slap me? how do you feel now?they were important to me...no lie. now i feel like i can't help my friend.
i feel small...like an elephant.
i feel small...like an elephant.
a dream about a dream about a dream...and so on and so forth.
i managed to download one song at random by neurosis...the sane way to go about it would prolly be album wise...but my net speed is not very...i downloaded this one bit called "the tide"
there is something to be said about it. i checked out godspeed you black emperor...didn't fancy it much at all...they were wasting my time in all honesty...at least in the couple of bits of music i managed to get...they would start...ok good...take it up another level...go on...build the atmosphere...and then for no reason at all...just stop building it...it's there...going on and on and on...and that's just depressing...i have far too much real life to care for that sort of thing...i like an ending to my beginning...i like a lot of things but i don't qualify for any of them. out of my league. some people have this unique talent of making you forget everything...i suppose everybody likes their window looking out at something enticingly musical. get made...figure out why...figure out why you'll be unmade...get unmade. there's a very nice symmetry to everything.
i feel it closing in...the trap i've been working my way towards...if this is where winter is...can i stay here please?
i don't like to be sold without being told.
i have spent the better part of my existence asking questions...not important ones...just simple ones...like...how do you feel? are you bothered? would you like to slap me? how do you feel now?they were important to me...no lie. now i feel like i can't help my friend.
i feel small...like an elephant.
i feel small...like an elephant.
posted by Duck at 10:33 AM
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i saw a very large sting ray flying across the night sky. it was a very alarming sight. the fact that it was just gliding away comfortably making its way through all the bloody suffocating density of darkness in complete and total silence...shit...was just very frightening..sting rays are too silent i suppose...and it\'s just that which makes them so...scary...a very small sting ray would seem...although childish...and maybe even funny...like a small girl pretending to be her mother or something...looking all serious and what-not. large sting rays that can fill a considerable portion of the sky should be feared. they are too quiet...so you can\'t tell what they\'re thinking...what if they\'re getting angry...but you don\'t know...sting rays seem too unreal...they don\'t belong here...or actually they\'re the ones that seem to belong here more than we do and that makes them seemingly even more silent...they\'re bloody unsettling...they\'re watching and waiting for us to screw up so they can have back that which doesn\'t really belong to us. they\'re prolly wondering what twisted evolutionary mishap we got fingered by? one cup of darkness...one cup silence...one cup cold...three cups purpose and then gently twist the concoction...slowly...easy does it...now let it loose with a momentum so smooth that it\'ll last forever... sting rays are going to wait...and that\'s just messed up...if all this belongs to them then why don\'t they wage war and take it back from us? obviously they know something we don\'t...maybe they already know what the end is going to be like...but they are too patient...patience is a very inhuman trait...humans can\'t be patient...they have a limited time here...but so do sting rays...then why don\'t they speak up...shout hell express something...this is just bloody annoying...who gives a fart about goddamn sting rays...to hell with them. they\'re pretty damn scary. i kind of like sting rays actually...they\'re like fancy sports cars of the deep...i don\'t care for real sports cars...they never appealed to me...the sleekness and the whatsitness of them...too flashy...i would feel insanely uncomfortable driving a sports car...plus sports cars are a very shameless cry for help. not always...some people can pull them off...i can\'t pull off cars...i\'m more a bike person...bicycle i mean...i can\'t even look at home on a motorboke...i\'d look like a well scrubbed piece pf trash pretending to be an antique...in a sports car. sting rays however are subtle sports cars of the deep.
i\'ve been handed another good band to listen to...it goes splendidly with my current state of being...bored...annoyed...poking at lions with sticks...knowing i\'ll get mauled. balls...
i saw a very large sting ray flying across the night sky. it was a very alarming sight. the fact that it was just gliding away comfortably making its way through all the bloody suffocating density of darkness in complete and total silence...shit...was just very frightening..sting rays are too silent i suppose...and it\'s just that which makes them so...scary...a very small sting ray would seem...although childish...and maybe even funny...like a small girl pretending to be her mother or something...looking all serious and what-not. large sting rays that can fill a considerable portion of the sky should be feared. they are too quiet...so you can\'t tell what they\'re thinking...what if they\'re getting angry...but you don\'t know...sting rays seem too unreal...they don\'t belong here...or actually they\'re the ones that seem to belong here more than we do and that makes them seemingly even more silent...they\'re bloody unsettling...they\'re watching and waiting for us to screw up so they can have back that which doesn\'t really belong to us. they\'re prolly wondering what twisted evolutionary mishap we got fingered by? one cup of darkness...one cup silence...one cup cold...three cups purpose and then gently twist the concoction...slowly...easy does it...now let it loose with a momentum so smooth that it\'ll last forever... sting rays are going to wait...and that\'s just messed up...if all this belongs to them then why don\'t they wage war and take it back from us? obviously they know something we don\'t...maybe they already know what the end is going to be like...but they are too patient...patience is a very inhuman trait...humans can\'t be patient...they have a limited time here...but so do sting rays...then why don\'t they speak up...shout hell express something...this is just bloody annoying...who gives a fart about goddamn sting rays...to hell with them. they\'re pretty damn scary. i kind of like sting rays actually...they\'re like fancy sports cars of the deep...i don\'t care for real sports cars...they never appealed to me...the sleekness and the whatsitness of them...too flashy...i would feel insanely uncomfortable driving a sports car...plus sports cars are a very shameless cry for help. not always...some people can pull them off...i can\'t pull off cars...i\'m more a bike person...bicycle i mean...i can\'t even look at home on a motorboke...i\'d look like a well scrubbed piece pf trash pretending to be an antique...in a sports car. sting rays however are subtle sports cars of the deep.
i\'ve been handed another good band to listen to...it goes splendidly with my current state of being...bored...annoyed...poking at lions with sticks...knowing i\'ll get mauled. balls...
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