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We weren't born with a name, we were given a name. A hedgehog doesn't have a name. It's just a nameless thing with a handful of flesh and skin and a beating heart. A hedgehog doesn't even know it doesn't have a name.
 
 
   
 
Thursday, February 13, 2003
 
as soon as you're born you start dying

i did not know i was dying until he told me i was well

who can safely says he fully comprehends the meaning of these words?
how many ppl actually see things this way?
how many ppl actually accept e truth and light of e situation?

when can we see things for what they are, and not what they're made out to be?
me? i dunno........... i'd b blatently lying if i said i'm one of e enlightened few..... if there're even any................... but i'm too proud to label myself one of e ignorants..............

at e end of e day............ it's our own pride and sense of self that destroys us....... our faith............. our strength................ our abilities.............. our confidence.................. our selves..................

Well, your CD collection looks shiny and costly.
How much did you pay for your bad Moto Guzi?
And how much did you spend on your black leather jacket?
Is it you or your parents in this income tax bracket?

Now tickets to concerts and drinking at clubs,
Sometimes for music that you haven't even heard of.
And how much did you pay for your rock'n'roll t-shirt
That proves you were there,
That you heard of them first?

How do you afford your rock'n'roll lifestyle?
How do you afford your rock'n'roll lifestyle?
How do you afford your rock'n'roll lifestyle?
Ah, tell me.

How much did you pay for the chunk of his guitar,
The one he ruthlessly smashed at the end of the show?
And how much will he pay for a brand new guitar,
One which he'll ruthlessly smash at the end of another show?
And how long will the workers keep building him new ones?
As long as their soda cans are red, white, and blue ones.
And how long will the workers keep building him new ones?
As long as their soda cans are red, white, and blue ones.

Aging black leather and hospital bills,
Tattoo removal and dozens of pills.
Your liver pays dearly now for youthful magic moments,
But rock on completely with some brand new components.

How do you afford your rock'n'roll lifestyle?
How do you afford your rock'n'roll lifestyle?
How do you afford your rock'n'roll lifestyle?

Excess ain't rebellion.
You're drinking what they're selling.
Your self-destruction doesn't hurt them.
Your chaos won't convert them.
They're so happy to rebuild it.
You'll never really kill it.
Yeah, excess ain't rebellion.
You're drinking what they're selling.
Excess ain't rebellion.
You're drinking,
You're drinking,
You're drinking what they're selling.
- 'Rock 'n' Roll Lifestyle', Cake

how many of us actually see ourselves in this song?
our superficiality?
our extravagance?
our artificiality?
our show of confidence?
our insecurity?
our lack of inner being?

how many of us refuse to see it?
how many of us push it away fervently, wildly proclaiming that that is what we are........... that the made-up glitz and glamour and showiness is e quintessence of our being? our thoughts and emotions? our inner drive and reason for existence?
that we all naturally and rightfully deserve this attention and it's our prerogative to bathe in it?
that we've got what it takes?
that we've done our fair share to earn it?
but can such outward shows of artificiality actually be earned??
y'd we still wann go about doing what we know will turn other ppl off.......... yet we bathe in it?
it's like double standards visited all over again...................

anyone who climbs up e ladder fast is labelled as ass-kisser or slut.................
once one person gives an ounce of respect to a certain person, e whole world suddenly adores him............ and he's e new superman of e media..............

are we such blind sheep?
are we blinded by our own vices?
that it is because of our own incompetences that we follow after other ppl and try to mask our flaws in their strengths?

i think i've gone off-track................. they all don't seem to make any sense to me now.................. or rather............ i've made a jumble of my thoughts.......... like picking pieces from different puzzles to fit together................ it doens't work that way..... never did............... never will...............

naiveity

 

 
   
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