People need Connectors
Writers, heroes, stars, leaders
To give life form.
Ceremonies, theatre, dances
To reassert Tribal needs & memories
a call to worship, uniting
above all, a reversion,
a longing for family & the
safety magic of childhood.
I sacrifice my cock on the altar of silence. (aici, nu stiu de ce, eu retinusem "on the altar of science").
I believe in a long, prolonged, derangement of the senses in order to obtain the unknown.
I think of myself as an intelligent, sensitive human being with the soul of a clown which always forces me to blow it at the most important moments.
I see myself as a huge fiery comet, a shooting star. Everyone stops, points up and gasps "Oh look at that!" Then- whoosh, and I'm gone...and they'll never see anything like it ever again... and they won't be able to forget me- ever.
Being drunk is a good disguise. I drink so I can talk to assholes. This includes me.
Asa ca mi-am comandat 2 carti care vorbesc despre nenea Jim. just for fun's sake.
joi, 22 ianuarie 2009
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No more money, no more fancy dress
RăspundețiȘtergereThis other kingdom seems by far the best
Until its other jaw reveals incest
And loose obedience to a vegetable law.
I will not go
Prefer a feast of friends
To the giant family.
Si uitea asa revad a X-a oara filmul. Asta si The wall sunt in top 2 :)
Mai trebuia sa zica, inainte sa crape, pt tine: "I dream of ham, onions, red wine on a mountain peak." :P