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Standing in the shower thinking About what makes a man An outlaw or a leader I'm thinking about power... The ways a man could use it Or be destroyed by it The water hits my neck And I'm pissing on myself...
Janes Addiction --Standing in the Shower Thinking
If you look in my heart you'd see it I'm trying to be something better If you look in my heart you'd feel it I've got to keep moving on If you look in my heart you'd know it I'm just trying to make my world better If you look in my heart you'd see it I got to do it alone
Suicidal Tendencies--Alone
The free soul is rare, but you know it when you see it – basically because you feel good, very good when you are near or with them. – Charles Bukowski
レンフレッド：「ならば自分のために他人が苦しんでもいいというのか？」 カルタフィルス：「そうだよ？そういうものでしょ？生き物ってさ」 —【魔法使いの嫁】＃８
Renfred: "So you're fine with hurting others to benefit yourself?" Cartaphilus: "Uh, yes? That's how it works? Living." —The Ancient Magus' Bride, ep. 8
チセ：「あなたは私なんかより･･･私が出会った誰よりもずっとずっと苦しいのかもしれない。でも！痛いからって他人も同じ目に遭わせてもいいわけじゃない！何をしてもいいわけじゃない！」 —【魔法使いの嫁】＃24
Chise: "You may have suffered more than me... more than anyone I've ever met. But hurting doesn't give you the right to make others hurt, too! It doesn't mean anything you do is okay!" —The Ancient Magus' Bride, ep. 24
"'Guys, I have emotions. They're terrible.'" —Skyward, Brandon Sanderson
Goodnight dear angel, I won't be back here in burden. I don't think we'll ever meet again. She said that antiseptic words are just sorry answers, and I'd have to agree. No, I don't think we'll ever meet again. We give everything for nothing. Make me an offer I can't refuse. Give me a reason and I'll give you an excuse. I get lost in eyes like that. Thanks but no thanks. God never did me any favors.
"In Harms Way" --Converge
We're like licorice. Not everybody likes licorice, but the people who do, really like licorice. -Jerry Garcia
"That rug really tied the room together." The Big Lebowski.
"Always missing people that I shouldn't be missing Sometimes you gotta burn some bridges just to create some distance I know that I control my thoughts and I should stop reminiscing But I learned from my dad that it's good to have feelings.."
"Broken legs but I chase perfection These walls are my blank expression My mind is a home I'm trapped in And it's lonely inside this mansion"
"I'm bigger than my body I'm colder than this home I'm meaner than my demons I'm bigger than these bones"
... I tend to like a lot of dark songs.
Song: Elise believe I never wanted this I thought this time I'd keep all of my promises I thought you were the girl I always dreamed about But I let the dream go And the promises broke And the make-believe ran out
-The Cure - A Letter To Elise
Ain't no money in our home town And the mills have all shut down They say there's work, but it's always the next town Will you still love me when I'm gone?
Chris Hillman: "Desert Rose"
Since you got me here I see you're trying to steal my soul Your army's trying so very hard To find for me a goal
But where's your quiet pastures Where there's time for me to be Nothing else but what I am That's what you seem scared to see
You cover up your emptiness With brick and noise and rush Oh, I can see and touch you But you don't owe reality much
Have mercy I cry city, you're all upon my mind And sometimes I think you keep forgettin' That you don't know me
"Mercy I Cry City", The Incredible String Band
I always hit the tape with the rough road styles You heard the psychedelic and ya came from Miles Keep my rhymes thick like a Guinness brew So you could call me black and tan when I'm a wreckin' a crew I'm like Bill Lee writing when he's in Tangiers And now I'm on a soul safari with my Beatnik peers Analog reel and a little distortion Smokin' on suckers s'you could say I'm scorchin' I never been the type to brag but beware I'll make a man burn his draft card like it was Hair Send ya up the river like you lookin' for Kurtz I got the mugwump chrism up in every verse
"Don't cry for me Argentina. It's just a witch-hunt, and we're all witches"
Ensemble cast, SNL cold open Saturday Dec. 1 2018.
I’m Not Bad, I’m Just Drawn That Way
“You’re ...... so vain”. By Carly Simon has been stuck In my mind for a couple days now except the protagonist in the song is a women, not a man
I’m never going to let you close to me Even though you mean the most to me 'Cause every time I open up it hurts So I’m never going to get too close to you Even when I mean the most to you In case you go and leave me in the dirt
From (Sam Smith - Too Good At Goodbyes). I have fancied looking into my cuddle buddy's eyes, holding their face in my hands, while listening to this song.
Life's been good to me so far . . .
"People seldom make the same mistake twice....they usually make them 3 times or more"
Or....
"You're allowed to make mistakes, you're also allowed to correct them."
An ancient tale told of three princes from the island of Ceylon who set out on a pursuit of great treasures. They never found that for which they searched, but en route they were continually surprised by delights they had never anticipated. While looking for one thing, they found another.
The original name of Ceylon was Serendip, which explains the title of this story—"The Three Princes of Serendip." From that, Walpole coined the wonderful word "serendipity." And from then on, his most significant and valued experiences were those that happened to him while he was least expecting them.
Serendipity occurs when something beautiful breaks into the monotonous and the mundane. A serendipitous life is marked by "surprisability" and spontaneity. When we lose our capacity for either, we settle into life's ruts. We expect little and we're seldom disappointed.
Be the beauty in someone's mundane today.
“As history confirms, people will change their minds about almost anything, from which god they worship to how they style their hair. But when it comes to existential judgments, human beings in general have an unfalteringly good opinion of themselves and their condition in this world and are steadfastly confident they are not a collection of self-conscious nothings.”
— Thomas Ligotti, from The Conspiracy Against the Human Race.
" I'm in the mood for a little caos "
At the moment when I die I look my killer in the eye and I smile, so he sees. He tried but he couldn’t take this from me. Let’s celebrate, sing songs to my killer. Raise a glass to the death of me. Let’s celebrate, drink drink to my murder. Dance all night with the enemy. Sing these songs to my killer. Won’t you help me celebrate? Drink drink to my murder. Dance with the one who lays me in the deep.
--Wisdom in Chains "Songs to my Killer"
I am so low I am at a low I'm beneath the hopes and dreams Of everything I know I've seen the road to nowhere I've seen it in my brain What I want and what I am Will never be the same
--Bile "Teknowhore"
"I fart in your general direction!"
--Monty Python Search for the Holy Grail
“Every one interprets everything in terms of his own experience. If you say anything which does not touch a precisely similar spot in another man's brain, he either misunderstands you, or doesn't understand you at all.” ― Aleister Crowley, Diary of a Drug Fiend
We are the Sherlock Holmes English-speaking Vernacular God save Fu Manchu, Moriarty and Dracula We are the Office Block Persecution Affinity God save little shops, china cups, and virginity We are the Skyscraper Condemnation Affiliates God save Tudor houses, antique tables, and billiards
Preserving the old ways from being abused Protecting the new ways, for me and for you What more can we do?
We are the Village Green Preservation Society God save Donald Duck, vaudeville and variety We are the Desperate Dan Appreciation Society God save strawberry jam and all the different varieties
Village Green Preservation Society Written by Ray Davies
“we are such inward secret creatures, that inwardness the most amazing thing about us, even more amazing than our reason. but we cannot just walk into the cavern and look around. most of what we think we know about our minds is pseudo-knowledge. we are all such shocking poseurs, so good at inflating the importance of what we think we value.”
Excerpt from “The Sea, The Sea” by Iris Murdoch