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[May. 25th, 2009|01:13 pm] |
| [ | music |
| | Cantus (song of tears) by Karl Jenkins | ] |
Man bieži radās jautājums par cilvēku eksistenci. Es to vairs sen neuzdodu, bet šeit tomēr ir cilvēki. Tāpēc man atkal rodas šis jautājums. Kāpēc? Kāpēc tu esi šeit? Kāpēc tu lasi šo? Redziet... jūs domājāt, ka es uzdodu jautājumus par pasauli, bet viss tomēr ir tik sekli. Daudzreiz seklāk nekā jums jebkad ir šķitis.
Cik no jums saviem mīļajiem ir pateikuši "es tevi mīlu?" |
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| vecas lietas, kas izbira kārtojot putekļainos plauktus (circa ~2000) |
[May. 25th, 2009|01:18 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | nostaļģija | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Cantu (song of the Odyssey) by Karl Jenkins | ] |
"So beautiful yet so delicate... like butterfly wings... squeeze too tight and everything turns to dust"
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"A city that thinks"
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"Oh, the thirst,
Oh the hunger!
In my thoughts
I hear the thunder.."
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"And again I sit
On the edge of a cliff
Look my eyes out
to find the motile
Alas! I spot my next prey
the feelings in me
go higher and higher
I jump very high,
Almost into the sky,
Focus my third eye,
and drop like a ray
Alas! I caught my next prey!
The feelings in me
go higher and higher
At last I may feast
My fangs do the rest
I rip open it's chest
and my feelings...
Alas! I eat my next prayer
The feelings in me
go higher and higher
And again I sit
on the edge of a cliff
I look my eyes out
to find the motile..
Alas! I've done it forever
the feelings in me
go lower and lower..." |
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