Friday, October 29, 2010
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
"He was tired. It was as if he had run a race against his own body, and all the exhaustion of years, which he had refused to acknowledge, had caught him at once and flattened him against the desk top. He felt nothing, except the desire not to move. He did not have the strength to feel - not even to suffer. He had burned everything there was to burn within him; he had scattered so many sparks to start so many things - and he wondered whether someone could give him now the spark he needed, now when he felt unable ever to rise again. He asked himself who had started him and kept him going. Then he raised his head. Slowly, with the greatest effort of his life, he made his body rise until he was able to sit upright with only one hand pressed to the desk and a trembling arm to support him. He never asked that question again."
~Atlas Shrugged, Ayn Rand
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
for reverend green - animal collective
from one moment to a next
reading in the papers to know what's best
sometimes you don't know yourself
eating loads of vitamins for your health
from one moment to a next
red negativity in the street
maybe it's the earth, maybe it's the heat
a baby on the bus smiled at me so easy
now I think it's all right we're together
now I think that's a riot
now I think it's the best you've ever played it
now I think that's a riot
now I think it's all right to feel inhuman
now I think that's a riot
now I think it's all right, we'll sing together
now I think that's a riot
a running child's bloody with burning knees
a careless child's money flew in the trees
a camping child's happy with winter's freeze
a lucky child don't know how lucky she is
from one moment to a next
a thousand wasted Brooklyners all depressed
the ins and outs of supper's chest
he'll only be a friend if he touches your breast
from one moment to a next
a shifting in the plates of what you ingest
from sugared tits to honeyed pests
bulimic vegetarian wins weight contest
now I think it's all right we're together
now I think that's a riot
now I think it's the best he ever played it
now I think that's a riot
now I think it's all right to feel inhuman
now I think that's a riot
now I think it's all right, we'll sing together
now I think that's a riot
reading in the papers to know what's best
sometimes you don't know yourself
eating loads of vitamins for your health
from one moment to a next
red negativity in the street
maybe it's the earth, maybe it's the heat
a baby on the bus smiled at me so easy
now I think it's all right we're together
now I think that's a riot
now I think it's the best you've ever played it
now I think that's a riot
now I think it's all right to feel inhuman
now I think that's a riot
now I think it's all right, we'll sing together
now I think that's a riot
a running child's bloody with burning knees
a careless child's money flew in the trees
a camping child's happy with winter's freeze
a lucky child don't know how lucky she is
from one moment to a next
a thousand wasted Brooklyners all depressed
the ins and outs of supper's chest
he'll only be a friend if he touches your breast
from one moment to a next
a shifting in the plates of what you ingest
from sugared tits to honeyed pests
bulimic vegetarian wins weight contest
now I think it's all right we're together
now I think that's a riot
now I think it's the best he ever played it
now I think that's a riot
now I think it's all right to feel inhuman
now I think that's a riot
now I think it's all right, we'll sing together
now I think that's a riot
Monday, October 25, 2010
'This is the first day of my life
Swear I was born right in the doorway
I went out in the rain, suddenly everything changed
They're spreading blankets on the beach
Yours is the first face that I saw
I think I was blind before I met you
Now I don't know where I am, don't know where I've been
But I know where I want to go
And so I thought I'd let you know
That these things take forever, I especially am slow
But I realized that I need you
And I wondered if I could come home
Remember the time you drove all night
Just to meet me in the morning
And I thought it was strange, you said everything changed
You felt as if you'd just woke up
And you said, "This is the first day of my life.
I'm glad I didn't die before I met you.
But, now I don't care, I could go anywhere with you
And I'd probably be happy."
So if you wanna be with me
With these things there's no telling
We'll just have to wait and see
But I'd rather be working for a paycheck
Than waiting to win the lottery
Besides, maybe this time it's different
I mean I really think you like me'
Swear I was born right in the doorway
I went out in the rain, suddenly everything changed
They're spreading blankets on the beach
Yours is the first face that I saw
I think I was blind before I met you
Now I don't know where I am, don't know where I've been
But I know where I want to go
And so I thought I'd let you know
That these things take forever, I especially am slow
But I realized that I need you
And I wondered if I could come home
Remember the time you drove all night
Just to meet me in the morning
And I thought it was strange, you said everything changed
You felt as if you'd just woke up
And you said, "This is the first day of my life.
I'm glad I didn't die before I met you.
But, now I don't care, I could go anywhere with you
And I'd probably be happy."
So if you wanna be with me
With these things there's no telling
We'll just have to wait and see
But I'd rather be working for a paycheck
Than waiting to win the lottery
Besides, maybe this time it's different
I mean I really think you like me'
Saturday, October 23, 2010
does anyone else remember playing duck hunt as a kid on NES?
and, i know. this clearly is not duck hunt.
sometimes I wonder if my dreams are white
Friday, October 22, 2010
...
'i told them i smash glass bottles when im bored and they told me like....
"daul... i think...human are suppose to be...beautiful and...look at beautiful things in life"
i was like... smashing glass....is....beautiful...'
~daul kim
i hope you are having fun in eternity.
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
new friend thing person
'Blank mind and a bottle of wine while the world goes mad,
I am a black hole, imbibing time
Like I Imbibe this drink, gulping it down desperately, enduring the burn,
searching for momentary satisfaction, a sliver of surrealism
to cure me of this grotesque reality that I cannot wake from.
...Even the smoke dancing from my mouth exits clenched teeth.
Empty room and a bottle of wine incarcerates me with its charms of solitude, its perks of possibility for such misery I might revel in it enough to feel some glimmer of hope.
The only hope I have got in here is that I might throw enough venom down my throat to mute my frontal lobes screams.
The walls melt and I watch, relishing in their disintegration.
Can’t feel anything, not even time.'
~Chloe Gilinsky
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
my night in a nutshell:
celery, whiskey, late night trance.
'cause what else do you really need?
'cause what else do you really need?
okay, maybe love.
is that so.
'I mean, what are we really capable of? What am I really capable of? The boundary between love and hate is so thin, but we’ve built this huge wall separating the two, trying to make ourselves feel safer. We don’t want to admit that love and hate are so very alike. They are just a strong feeling - a passion - tweaked the slightest bit in different directions. What keeps us loving when being hateful is so much easier?'
'We do. We keep ourselves loving. You’re right - I guess in some ways, there isn’t much of a difference between love and hate. But that difference is everything. And what makes that difference is us. We choose love.'
'So we’re just supposed to keep on choosing love?'
'We’re not supposed to do anything. But somehow we always end up choosing, anyway.'
'We do. We keep ourselves loving. You’re right - I guess in some ways, there isn’t much of a difference between love and hate. But that difference is everything. And what makes that difference is us. We choose love.'
'So we’re just supposed to keep on choosing love?'
'We’re not supposed to do anything. But somehow we always end up choosing, anyway.'
Monday, October 18, 2010
Sunday, October 17, 2010
Saturday, October 16, 2010
'some things never change
something's gotta change that
Some things you can't explain
like why we're all embracing conventional wisdom
in a world that's just so unconventional
they dont know they're wrong
but you know that they never can see that
that's what makes them strong
that they know that we'll never see'
something's gotta change that
Some things you can't explain
like why we're all embracing conventional wisdom
in a world that's just so unconventional
they dont know they're wrong
but you know that they never can see that
that's what makes them strong
that they know that we'll never see'
~conventional wisdom, built to spill
Friday, October 15, 2010
cur veniam petimus in terram fatali?
http://jasonnocito.com/archive-1/?11
She was dreaming. Or maybe she wasn’t. She never could tell.
Why had she come here?
“I thought you needed me.”
No, that wasn’t her reason. So, why had she come here?
“I’m afraid.”
What is there to fear?
“I need to know I’m doing the right thing.”
Do you think you are?
“I don’t know. You’re dying.”
Is that so?
“Well, you tell me.”
You already know how this will end.
“What about everything in between? From now until the end?”
That’s up to you to decide. What will your fate be?
“That’s exactly what I want to know. What is my fate?”
You don’t want to choose for yourself?
“In fate, no one chooses...or at least, I thought that was the point.”
Maybe it’s the point only if you make it that way.
“So then what is fate?”
Why don’t you show me?
“…”
...
She was dreaming. Or maybe she wasn’t. She never could tell.
Why had she come here?
“I thought you needed me.”
No, that wasn’t her reason. So, why had she come here?
“I’m afraid.”
What is there to fear?
“I need to know I’m doing the right thing.”
Do you think you are?
“I don’t know. You’re dying.”
Is that so?
“Well, you tell me.”
You already know how this will end.
“What about everything in between? From now until the end?”
That’s up to you to decide. What will your fate be?
“That’s exactly what I want to know. What is my fate?”
You don’t want to choose for yourself?
“In fate, no one chooses...or at least, I thought that was the point.”
Maybe it’s the point only if you make it that way.
“So then what is fate?”
Why don’t you show me?
“…”
...
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Monday, October 11, 2010
hai guys.
randy described eternity is currently on hiatus (in case you haven't noticed) due to the fact (or is because of?..i don't know proper grammar) that i have no internet.
yup.
in the meantime:
so. fucking. true.
frack.
yup.
in the meantime:
so. fucking. true.
frack.
Sunday, October 3, 2010
sex, drugs, and....the world's greatest DJ?
why why why does the only tiesto concert near me soon have to be...one thousand dollars per ticket???!!!
oh, right.
because its
1) at the PLAYBOY MANSION.
2) and it's TIESTO.
3) and on HALLOWEEN. (okay, technically oct. 30th, but obviously the festivities are spilling into oct. 31st).
epic overload. one that i shall never see, though.
oh, right.
because its
1) at the PLAYBOY MANSION.
2) and it's TIESTO.
3) and on HALLOWEEN. (okay, technically oct. 30th, but obviously the festivities are spilling into oct. 31st).
epic overload. one that i shall never see, though.
Saturday, October 2, 2010
Friday, October 1, 2010
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