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4. Jūnijs 2012

00:33 - #7

The fights will go on as long as they have to.

P. S.
It'll hurt more than you've ever been burned, and you will have a scar.

If guided meditation worked for cancer, it could work for this.

02:11 - haiku

Ieiet offlainā.
Čerez iezvanpieeju.
Tipa kā matrikss.

03:18 - yeah, enter summer

13:32 - laiks dzīvot, laiks mirt

Tomēr mierina tādas lietas, kā fakts, ka Niks Dreiks, par spīti visam tam jaukumam un siltumam, un vieglumam dziesmās, tomēr izdarīja pašnāvību. Uzreiz dzīve liekas līdzsvarotāka un ne tik vājprātīgi optimistiska, kā vajadzētu domāt.

Fruit Tree

Fame is but a fruit tree, so very unsound
It can never flourish, till its stalk is in the ground
So men of fame, can never find a way
Till time has flown far from their dying day

Forgotten while you're here, remembered for a while
A much updated ruin from a much outdated style

Life is but a memory, happened long ago
Theater full of sadness, for a long forgotten show
Seems so easy, just to let it go on by
Till you stop and wonder, why you never wondered why

Safe in the womb of an everlasting night
You find the darkness can give the brightest light
Safe in your place deep in the earth
That's when they'll know what you were really worth

Forgotten while you're here, remembered for a while
A much updated ruin from a much outdated style

Fame is but a fruit tree, so very unsound
It can never flourish, till its stalk is in the ground
So men of fame, can never find a way
Till time has flown far from their dying day

Fruit tree, fruit tree, no-one knows you but the rain and the air
Don't you worry, they'll stand and stare when you're gone
Fruit tree, fruit tree, open your eyes to another year
They'll all know, that you were here when you're gone

15:30 - Guru

"Amerikā visi nēģeri un gangsteri tieši lasa tāda tipa literatūru - to, kas dod noderīgas atziņas dzīvei," atklāj Edijs.

15:59 - locals

Tomēr baigi svarīgi, lai ir kāds, kurš saprot tavus labākos jokus.

16:49 - landscape is moving

Kustība kā nepieradināts zvērs
caur restēm smaržo pēc izdzīvošanas
pēc brīvības smaržo
pēc nāves un dzīvības
Smaržo.
Vienā no restu pusēm
var sekot ar vēju bēgošai smaržai
otrā var smaržot pēc vēja.
Vai, pārkāpjot restes,
var nevis vairs sekot,
bet pats vari pārvērsties zvērā.


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