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| nothings changed the senates still corrupt & the emporer remains insane, and every day, is a new strain of slaughter, supply lines are less protected, evil on all sides, eye can smell the death on your flesh--creeping in, trapped within the twisting fingers of fear, and all eye see is ewe, that face, those eyes, burning like leprosy, eye can see u there poisoning the air, prostituing Nationalism, and eye want to attack, to rip out your heart and lay you flat on your back, and vomit a world of agony and truth into your throbbing illness of memory...and hate guides our way, eye long for the icy slap of a belt across my back, for the acceptance of death and blind cave war, the giving sleep of depression, the sweet elucidation of savage meaningless agression, chiseled in the meaty forearms of Mother Jupiter and his slave disciples, in the harem tents--outside, just beyond the edges--eye ride, a cycoptic mare in the fires of imagination. feeding my disease, a river of plagues, eye need something to remind me I'm still sinning that pain is important, that wurdz matter, that healing is possible, that eye am not alone ...in this --guard the houses--triple the watch,--Maidens, dig up your sorcery --sirens, sharpen your rocks..ewe will eat my pain again. whatever you need unite messiah ME --Wurdz by Otep Shamaya |
 Songs about a Boy2001-06-17 11:26 a.m. Related Reading Music Folders. Okay...I will admit it,...I have on my 'puter a folder entitled..."Songs about a boy" . And I know everyone has something like it. or...maybe simply a mental list of songs that remind you of someone you care about. And...these are the songs that they don't know about. These are the songs that you play when you ache for this person, or because of this person, and it could be a close friend. Now then,... Have you ever played these songs for that person? Did they know that they had special signficance? Did they know that they were the reason? I have played one of my songs for a person...but they didn't know....Such and awkward and vulnerable situation because you are convinced they will figure it out...and then BAM! A friend of my played his ENTIRE list for someone,...with the other person knowing full well it was about them. Can you imagine? And the thing is....my songs, as well as his,...and most people I know,...are not happy songs about how great they are,..they are about how they make you hurt. A friend of mine told me that when ever you are sharing something very very deep with someone, and making yourself entirely vulnerable, if they have any soul what so ever,..they will be made the same level of vulnerable. Thus...when you play these things for them they will realize that that is EXACTLY how you feel, and EXACTLY how they made you feel....quite an emotional experiance. Here are a few lines from some of my collection of songs about a boy. "But I guess I'm trying to nocholant about it, and I'm going to exstremes to prove I'm fine without you, but in reality I'm slowly losin' my mind, underneath the guise of smile, gradually I'm dying inside. Friends ask me how I feel, and I lie convincingly cause I don't want to reveal the fact that I'm suffering, so I wear a disguise till I go home at night and turn down all the lights and then I break down and cry" ~Mariah Cary "Break Down" "I was starring at the sky, just looking for a star to pray on or wish on or something like that, I was havin' a sweet fix of a daydream of a boy whose reality I knew was a hopeless to be had, but then the dove of hope began it downward slope and I believed for a moment that my chances were approching to be grabbed, but as it came down near, so did a weary tear, I thought it was a bird but it was just a paper bag" ~Fiona Apple "Paper Bag" |
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