Friday, December 29, 2006

Faith and Occam's razor

Confusion the waitress has returned.


confusion the waitress

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the ground

she said,
"you can do anything you want"
"you can be with anyone"
"you can go anywhere you want"
she said

she said,
"you can say anything you need"
"you can be anywhere you feel"
"just pick up the phone"

we are lightning boys
mop floor
lager makes us
confusion
the waitress


she said,
"don't go dark on me again"
she said

she said,
"the silence and the silence i see you my confidence"
she said

wait a minute

she said,
"loophole how are you"
"mmm once again a superstar"
"he loves you but can you name me his children"
"mmm the god you lost again"
"the color of your boyfriend"
"get out of bed answer the phone"

she said,
"in the belly of st. pauls again"
"got you a rubber man"
"i'm smiling with the sun"
"two years is a small price"
"loophole how are you"
"once again a superstar"
"look at the size of it"
she said

she said,
"you can do anything you want"
"you can be with anyone"
"you can go anywhere you want"
she said

she said,
"you can say anything you need"
"you can be anywhere you feel"
"just pick up the phone"

the ground...
look at the house whose noose step one
my urge deep...


-Underworld

Monday, December 18, 2006

One week and counting

Tis a Fearful Thing

It is a fearful thing
to love what death can touch.

A fearful thing
to love, hope, dream:

to be--

to be,
And! to lose.

A thing for fools, this,

and
a holy thing,

a holy thing
to love.

For your life has lived in me,
your laugh once lifted me,
your word was gift to me.

To remember this brings painful joy.

'Tis a human thing, love,
a holy thing,
to love
what death has touched.


- Chaim Stern

I suppose it goes without saying that it was not a good birthday.