I do not want a plain box, I want a sarcophagus
With tigery stripes, and a face on it
Round as the moon, to stare up.
11.7.09
The Hollow Men, T. S. Eliot
We are the hollow men
We are the stuffed men
Shape without form, shade without colour,
Paralysed force, gesture without motion;
The eyes are not here
There are no eyes here
In this valley of dying stars
In this hollow valley
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper.
We are the stuffed men
Shape without form, shade without colour,
Paralysed force, gesture without motion;
The eyes are not here
There are no eyes here
In this valley of dying stars
In this hollow valley
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper.
2.7.09
28.6.09
Twin Peaks
"Thru the darkness of Future Past
the magician longs to see
one chants out between two worlds
Fire - walk with me."
Windom Earle: Garland, what do you fear most... in the world?
Major Briggs: The possibility that love is not enough.
...many rooms are exactly like
housed by different souls every night (?)
the magician longs to see
one chants out between two worlds
Fire - walk with me."
Windom Earle: Garland, what do you fear most... in the world?
Major Briggs: The possibility that love is not enough.
...many rooms are exactly like
housed by different souls every night (?)
23.6.09
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5.6.09
pity this busy monster, manunkind
pity this busy monster, manunkind,
not. Progress is a comfortable disease:
your victim (death and life safely beyond)
plays with the bigness of his littleness
--- electrons deify one razorblade
into a mountainrange; lenses extend
unwish through curving wherewhen till unwish
returns on its unself.
A world of made
is not a world of born --- pity poor flesh
and trees, poor stars and stones, but never this
fine specimen of hypermagical
ultraomnipotence. We doctors know
a hopeless case if --- listen: there's a hell
of a good universe next door; let's go
-- E. E. Cummings
4.6.09
On the day the world ends
A bee circles a clover,
A fisherman mends a glimmering net.
Happy porpoises jump in the sea,
By the rainspout young sparrows are playing
And the snake is gold-skinned as it should always be.
Czeslaw Milosz, A Song On the End of the World
A bee circles a clover,
A fisherman mends a glimmering net.
Happy porpoises jump in the sea,
By the rainspout young sparrows are playing
And the snake is gold-skinned as it should always be.
Czeslaw Milosz, A Song On the End of the World
2.6.09
Too Fast to Live, Too Young to Work
I'm the James Dean of the dole queue
You've got to admire my cheek -
Trying to work out how to live fast and die young
On seventeen-fifty a week.
A legend in my own cubicle
All alone, never one of the mob
I'm the James Dean of the dole queue
A rebel without a job.
Mark Lamarr
Hard Lines, Faber and Faber
You've got to admire my cheek -
Trying to work out how to live fast and die young
On seventeen-fifty a week.
A legend in my own cubicle
All alone, never one of the mob
I'm the James Dean of the dole queue
A rebel without a job.
Mark Lamarr
Hard Lines, Faber and Faber
Being poor is people wondering why you didn't leave.
Most of gangster rap seem to revolve around killing policeman, being in jail and having penetrative sex with “hose”.
Most of gangster rap seem to revolve around killing policeman, being in jail and having penetrative sex with “hose”.
29.5.09
22.5.09
Lastenlauluista
Ja sillä on uninen lakki ja sininen uninen vyö,
Ja unista jäätelön palaa se pienillä hampailla syö,
Ja sillä on sininen auto ja se auto hyrrää näin:
Surrur, surrur ja lähtee unen sinistä maata päin.
Muurahaiset aina rakentaa ja rakentaa,
vaan eivätkö ne koskaan valmihiksi saa?
Matkamies käy rantaan lammen vettä juodakseen,
niin peilikuva katsoo alta tyynen veen
Säde vastas: "Peikko kulta,
pimeys vie hengen multa,
enkä toivo kuolemaa.
Pois mun täytyy heti mennä;
ellen kohta valoon lennä,
niin en hetkeäkään elää saa!"
Ja unista jäätelön palaa se pienillä hampailla syö,
Ja sillä on sininen auto ja se auto hyrrää näin:
Surrur, surrur ja lähtee unen sinistä maata päin.
Muurahaiset aina rakentaa ja rakentaa,
vaan eivätkö ne koskaan valmihiksi saa?
Matkamies käy rantaan lammen vettä juodakseen,
niin peilikuva katsoo alta tyynen veen
Säde vastas: "Peikko kulta,
pimeys vie hengen multa,
enkä toivo kuolemaa.
Pois mun täytyy heti mennä;
ellen kohta valoon lennä,
niin en hetkeäkään elää saa!"
Phallocentric chicks:
they dig guys with big wars.
I just cannot, you know, believe in a war
against chicks when they've got the anti-chick war
thing goin' on.
The women will be like "Ooh, what a cute war!"
Chicks dig war
they dig guys with big wars.
I just cannot, you know, believe in a war
against chicks when they've got the anti-chick war
thing goin' on.
The women will be like "Ooh, what a cute war!"
Chicks dig war
17.5.09
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23.4.09
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2.4.09
"The lightsaber. When you absolutely, positively got to kill every motherfucker in the room."
"Good. Anger is more productive than despair."
"The more you tighten your grip, Tarkin, the more star systems will slip through your fingers."
"Spartans don't die, they just go to hell and regroup."
"A prayer for the wild at heart, kept in cages."
"We are not in trouble, we are trouble."
"Good. Anger is more productive than despair."
"The more you tighten your grip, Tarkin, the more star systems will slip through your fingers."
"Spartans don't die, they just go to hell and regroup."
"A prayer for the wild at heart, kept in cages."
"We are not in trouble, we are trouble."
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