Scanner
It's a funny feeling, this buzzing inside.
A funny numbing while chumming fried.
A jump on the rictor or a flank frankly bitten kitten...
could relieve or receive such a soft or subtle blow.
Yummy strummly chicken pickets chump and chew in the amigos' mouths.
Chilly speckles of sunlit blossom trees martyr the sidewalks for all and one. Silently sitting to watch and wait and fill the neighbourhood with a presence beyong the cars and the houses and (worst of all) the people.
I slept well last night, althought I've been waking up more, in the night, I've been dreaming a lot more. I quite like it.
Here's a trailer for a movie called "Scanner" I'm not a keanu "fan" but I'm intrigued by the art. It's just like "Waking Life" which is a rad movie that everyone would like. I don't know if anyone will actually like this movie, but who knows.
http://www.apple.com/trailers/warner_independent_pictures/a_scanner_darkly.html
JABBERWOCKY
Lewis Carroll
`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"
He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought --
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.
And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!
One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.
"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
He chortled in his joy.
`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
A funny numbing while chumming fried.
A jump on the rictor or a flank frankly bitten kitten...
could relieve or receive such a soft or subtle blow.
Yummy strummly chicken pickets chump and chew in the amigos' mouths.
Chilly speckles of sunlit blossom trees martyr the sidewalks for all and one. Silently sitting to watch and wait and fill the neighbourhood with a presence beyong the cars and the houses and (worst of all) the people.
I slept well last night, althought I've been waking up more, in the night, I've been dreaming a lot more. I quite like it.
Here's a trailer for a movie called "Scanner" I'm not a keanu "fan" but I'm intrigued by the art. It's just like "Waking Life" which is a rad movie that everyone would like. I don't know if anyone will actually like this movie, but who knows.
http://www.apple.com/trailers/warner_independent_pictures/a_scanner_darkly.html
JABBERWOCKY
Lewis Carroll
`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"
He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought --
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.
And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!
One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.
"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
He chortled in his joy.
`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.