Oct 22, 2003 15:12
Something like that Tolkein exerpt from his poetic speach on "Where is the horn that was blown." Thats about where I sit right now. Rooting out all those things inside me that sounded an alarm for joy.
Joy is a dead concept. Peace and Good Will are words that inspire anger deep inside my gut. Somewhere under folds of tissue and blood there is a furnace fueled by the things that exist in this world. A fire forever burning through the realization that these things do exist.
Perhaps I hope to much, but Dec of 2012 has become set in my mind. If the world really does decide to end, I will be relieved to know that I got to live to see it. If it doesn't, I'll have to dig up a new prophecy to look foreward to.
The human race has lived its stay, now let us all perish.
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I am much too weak
I´m about to loose my mind
My thoughts are blurred
Can´t believe I´ve been so blind
I could find a way out
Could I only think straight
But i´m much too confused
And it´s anyway too late
I´m too dizzy to think
I am everything but fine
I´m sick and confused
Got no peace of mind
I´ve tried my best,
But give nothing more to say
I´m not in control
I hate to feel this way
I feel like I´m falling, drifting away...
Spinning, floating further away...
You might fall in love with someone else today...
but I will always love you anyway...
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Thats a song called Spindizzy by Apoptygma Berzerk... great tune