7/4/11 08:52 pmCome closer and see see into the trees find the girl while you can Come closer and see see into the dark just follow your eyes just follow your eyes I hear her voice calling my name the sound is deep in the dark I hear her voice and start to run into the trees into the trees into the trees Suddenly I stop but i know it's too late I'm lost in a forest all alone The girl was never there it's always the same I'm running towards nothing again and again and again |
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6/21/11 11:01 pmI'm gonna fight 'em allA nation army couldn't hold me back They're gonna rip it off Taking their time right behind my back And I'm talking to myself at night Because I can't forget Back and forth through my mind Behind a cigarette And the message coming from my eyes Says leave it alone Don't want to hear about it Every single one's got a story to tell Everyone knows about it From the Queen of England to the hounds of hell And if I catch it coming back my way I'm gonna serve it to you And that aint what you want to hear But thats what I'll do And the feeling coming from my bones Says find a home I'm going to Wichita Far from this opera for evermore I'm gonna work the straw Make the sweat drip out of every pore And I'm bleeding, and I'm bleeding, and I'm bleeding Right before the lord All the words are gonna bleed from me And I will sing no more And the stains coming from my blood Tell me go back home |
6/9/11 04:07 pmskatījos vakar aīdu, bet atcerējos nez kāpēc kasteluči. laikam to melno siluetu dēļ, kuri pārvietojās pa skatuvi. hvz. |
5/26/11 12:39 pm - We’re turning into a police state.šmuce pamazām sāk nākt augšāSARC was led by a crypto-mathematician named Bill Binney, whom Wiebe describes as “one of the best analysts in history.” Binney and a team of some twenty others believed that they had pinpointed the N.S.A.’s biggest problem—data overload—and then solved it. Now retired and suffering gravely from diabetes, which has already claimed his left leg, he agreed recently to speak publicly for the first time. Binney expressed terrible remorse over the way some of his algorithms were used after 9/11. ThinThread, the “little program” that he invented to track enemies outside the U.S., “got twisted,” and was used for both foreign and domestic spying. Binney, for his part, believes that the agency now stores copies of all e-mails transmitted in America. |
5/23/11 06:43 pmŠodien iet gaisā jaunais Adam Curtis |
5/15/11 03:32 pm - whyTomorrow is just another day |
5/12/11 04:07 pmkā vienmēr vasara nāk ar pirmo mušas šāvienu pa neaiztaisītu ķiveri. aci tātad. pēc tam vairs aiztaisīt neaizmirstas... |
5/4/11 12:09 pm - aj nu kāda starpībarasētāja līgums vai zīmētāja kontrakts? |
5/3/11 12:31 am - Eugene Jarecki's documentary, American Idol: ReaganPirmo pusstundu es domāju wtf un kas kopīgs šai filmai ar "Why We Fight", bet vēlāk jau viss nostājās savās vietās :)We have committed ourselves to the pursuit of freedom where our definition of freedom is simply false. We have convinced ourselves that through the piling up of material goods and indulging the appetites of a consumer society, that by going down that road we will best be able to find life, liberty and happiness. Retired US Army Colonel Andrew Bacevich, now a lecturer in US foreign policy at Boston University. Paldies puisim par rakstisku citātu. |
5/1/11 10:50 amHonest joeScrews the lamb Indian call Indian plan Weight of gold You're a gay Catch your life Catch your life Messerschmidt You're a ghoul Hurricane, hurricane Novatol, novaciane Dexadrin, dexadrin, opium It's the way way you break down all your food It's the way you comb your hair It's the way you wear the tie so crooked The way you have that smile that smells of despair It's the way you like to satisfy The way you set the smile The way you crawled into my life and stayed there for a while It's the way you like to lick your paws The way you screw the bolts The way you groom your friends and neighbours The way you get a cause Novacaine, makes us smile Novacaine, no one can I know where It's a gun It's a dream of a christian marytrdom Move your way Do your spin Get a dish, get a dish and spin Totempole, it's my goal I don't care where you're gonna take it from |
4/30/11 10:52 pm - its kaming backI am the crow of desperationI need no fact or validation I span relentless variation I scramble in the dust of a failing nation I was concealed Now I am stirring And I have waited for this time I am the termite of temptation I multiply and find my population I am the wheel I am the turning And I will lay my love around you I am the sea of permutation I live beyond interpretation I scramble all the names and the combinations I penetrate the walls of explanation I am the will I am the burning And I will lay my love around you I am the will I am the yearning And I will lay my love around you |
4/8/11 06:46 pmI'm living but I'm feeling numb, can see it in my stareI wear a mask so falsely numb, and I don't know who I am Despite the worlds inside of me, thwarting me away I've noticed in other eyes, time's closing in But when the thunder breaks, it breaks for you and me Tarantula, tarantula, tarantula, tarantula The future's looking rather grim, strange black tide Decisions lie with stupid men, alone with my life That choking and the hype in me, expecting me to fall But only if I'm threatened will the tables turn But when the thunder breaks, it breaks for you and me Tarantula, tarantula, tarantula, tarantula My world's under a sentence of death, I was born underground But when the pressure gets too much for me, I bite |
3/28/11 12:09 am - WORKINGMAN'S DEATH by Michael Glawogger( What is good and what is bad is for Allah to know We do our work and the rest is in God's hands. ) |
3/17/11 04:56 pm - big in japanThe worst-case scenario doesn't bear mentioning and the best-case scenario keeps getting worse. |
3/7/11 02:13 am - Stereolab- kur es biju pirms 15 gadiem?- es biju cits cilvēks tad. You walked in Around Through a door Got inside Sweet Angel A bit too hastily I asked you Wait for me I'm slow to Turn around And I wasn't ready Don't shatter Love is so precious Hold together You are on the path To your aim Don't pull the roots They are nourishing So are the fruits As we gasp the leaves' oxygen You walked in Around Through a door Got inside I asked you Wait for me I'm slow to Turn inside |
3/3/11 09:53 am - RL Marts 2011faktuālās neprecizitātes mani sāk kaitināt arvien vairāk un tas, protams, liecina par vecuma iestāšanos.bet aizmirst pieminēt Kasparu Podnieku Purvīša balvas kandidātos ir vnk nepieklājīgi. žurnāla izskats sāk atgādināt 90.gadu vidū agonēt sākušos kultūras izdevumus, bet par to gan nevienu nevar vainot. |
2/9/11 09:46 pm - george condo |
1/17/11 01:22 am - cigarešu etvija? |
1/11/11 10:29 pmCheck check checkOne two Spitting in a wishing well Blown to hell crash I'm the last splash I know you little libertine I know you're a real coocoo Want you coocoo cannonball Want you coocoo cannonball In the shade, in the shade In the shade, in the shade I know you little libertine I know you're a cannonball I'll be your whatever you want The bong in this reggae song In the shade, in the shade Want you coocoo cannonball Want you coocoo cannonball Spitting in a wishing well Blown to hell Crash I'm the last splash I'll be your whatever you want The bong in this reggae song Want you coocoo cannonball Want you coocoo cannonball In the shade, in the shade In the shade, in the shade |
1/1/11 02:17 amAnd now it seemsas if we're used to the shegree We made our beds and now we hate where these beds be Took nothing at all to part this Red Sea I'm a shackled child singing the good song of Freedom They've got no pride they interrupt our grieving Tear drops dropping for the pain of the world My best friend dies when she was just a young girl Left me here, to fend for myself Now the pain never leaves We just learn to cope so when the devil needs hangin will you tie up the rope and shout PULL! Let's put an end to this bull zen thing How many years before we pratice what we preach How many tears before we truly clinch the peak Only to find that there is no honey on the moon Official goon with the unofficial croon I'm All Things to All Men All of the Women All the Children Just say when and I'll take you to my Tardis Who's the Hardest Who's the Hardest 16 bar cycles heart felt recital from the wacky blacky man they should have called me Michael Look at the monster you make look at the monster you pay But you claim no responsibility cause it's each to his self in these times that we live Does God have a sense of humor then the joke's on us Cause we're chasing our tails for how long The tussle makes us how strong vintage poor people fun If we could ease up on these booze and fags then, just maybe life wouldn't be so mad Be a man my dad said but what the hell he know he lost his dreams he lost his flow And I don't wanna be alone I'm born King so where's my throne I'm too intense I'm too deep I'm too nice for life So what makes this place so nervous? I'm All Things to All Men All of the Women All the Children Just say when and I'll take you to my Tardis Who's the Hardest Who's the Hardest Look at the monster you make look at the monster you pay But you claim no responsibility but you claim not We're searching for Jesus but I'll be damned if I'll be crucified by 10,000 spies compulsive lies They Hate Me They Love Me They Hate Me Cause I'm All Things to All Men, All of the Women, All the Children Just say when and I'll take you to my Tardis Who's the Hardest, Who's the Hardest |
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