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Saturday, July 25, 2009

Geniality




Geniality





I speak to myself,


then I interpret what I told to myself,


hence I act and execute…


therefore I am genius or saint or whatever… Geniality!


Monday, July 13, 2009

Breathe

Breathe

Breathe, breathe in the air.

Don't be afraid to care.

Leave but don't leave me.

Look around and choose your own ground.

Long you live and high you fly

And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry

And all you touch and all you see

Is all your life will ever be.

Run, rabbit run.

Dig that hole, forget the sun,

And when at last the work is done

Don't sit down it's time to dig another one.

For long you live and high you fly

But only if you ride the tide

And balanced on the biggest wave

You race towards an early grave.


The Dark Side of the Moon

(PINK FLOYD: Waters, Gilmour, Wright)

Speak to Me


Speak to Me

I've been mad for fucking years, absolutely years,

been over the edge for yonks, been working me buns off for bands..."

"I've always been mad.

I know I've been mad, like the most of us..

very hard to explain why you're mad, even if you're not mad..."


The Dark Side of the Moon
(PINK FLOYD: Mason)

Sunday, July 12, 2009

Us and Them


Us and Them

Us, and them

And after all we're only ordinary men.

Me, and you.

God only knows it's not what we would choose to do.

Forward he cried from the rear and the front rank died.

And the general sat and the lines on the map moved from side to side.

Black and blue

And who knows which is which and who is who.

Up and down.

But in the end it's only round and round.

Haven't you heard it's a battle of words?

The poster bearer cried.

Listen son, said the man with the gun.

There's room for you inside.

"I mean, they're not gunna kill ya, so if you give 'em a quick short, sharp, shock, they won't do it again. Dig it?

I mean he get off lightly, 'cos I would've given him a thrashing - I only hit him once!

It was only a difference of opinion, but really...

I mean good manners don't cost nothing do they, eh?"

Down and out

It can't be helped but there's a lot of it about.

With, without.

And who'll deny it's what the fighting's all about?

Out of the way, it's a busy day

I've got things on my mind.

For the want of the price of tea and a slice

The old man died.


The Dark Side of the Moon

(PINK FLOYD: Waters, Wright)

Friday, July 10, 2009

Struggle and Friendship




Struggle and Friendship





Enkidu thrust himself at Gilgamesh and they fought in the square.


He came up to Gilgamesh and they met.


Enkidu put out his foot to block the door to prevent him from entering.


They grappled each other, holding each other like bulls.


They broke the door posts and the wall.


They sported like bulls locked together.


They shattered the door posts and the walls shook. Gilgamesh bent his knee with his foot planted on the ground, and with a turn, Enkidu was thrown.


Then immediately his fury died.


When Enkidu was thrown, he said to Gilgamesh: "Yes, there is not another like you in the world, Ninsun who is as strong as a wild ox in the byre, was the mother who bore you.


And now you are raised above all men and Enlil has given you the kingship, for your strength surpasses the strength of men!"





They embraced each other and their friendship was sealed.


The eyes of Enkidu were full of tears.


He left sad at heart, weary, and he tortured himself.


His sorrow paralysed the muscles of his throat,


his arms hung down still and his strength had turned into weakness!


Epic of Gilgamesh


(2500 B.C.)