has a serious attitude(problem).

Walt Whitman - To YouTiistai 13.10.2009 01:01

Whoever you are, I fear you are walking the walks of dreams,
I fear these supposed realities are to melt from under your feet and hands,
Even now your features, joys, speech, house, trade, manners,
troubles, follies, costume, crimes, dissipate away from you,
Your true soul and body appear before me.
They stand forth out of affairs, out of commerce, shops, work,
farms, clothes, the house, buying, selling, eating, drinking,
suffering, dying.

Whoever you are, now I place my hand upon you, that you be my poem,
I whisper with my lips close to your ear.
I have loved many women and men, but I love none better than you.

O I have been dilatory and dumb,
I should have made my way straight to you long ago,
I should have blabb'd nothing but you, I should have chanted nothing
but you.

I will leave all and come and make the hymns of you,
None has understood you, but I understand you,
None has done justice to you, you have not done justice to yourself,
None but has found you imperfect, I only find no imperfection in you,
None but would subordinate you, I only am he who will never consent
to subordinate you,
I only am he who places over you no master, owner, better, God,
beyond what waits intrinsically in yourself.

Painters have painted their swarming groups and the centre-figure of all,
From the head of the centre-figure spreading a nimbus of gold-color'd light,
But I paint myriads of heads, but paint no head without its nimbus
of gold-color'd light,
From my hand from the brain of every man and woman it streams,
effulgently flowing forever.

O I could sing such grandeurs and glories about you!
You have not known what you are, you have slumber'd upon yourself
all your life,
Your eyelids have been the same as closed most of the time,
What you have done returns already in mockeries,
(Your thrift, knowledge, prayers, if they do not return in
mockeries, what is their return?)

The mockeries are not you,
Underneath them and within them I see you lurk,
I pursue you where none else has pursued you,
Silence, the desk, the flippant expression, the night, the
accustom'd routine, if these conceal you from others or from
yourself, they do not conceal you from me,
The shaved face, the unsteady eye, the impure complexion, if these
balk others they do not balk me,
The pert apparel, the deform'd attitude, drunkenness, greed,
premature death, all these I part aside.

There is no endowment in man or woman that is not tallied in you,
There is no virtue, no beauty in man or woman, but as good is in you,
No pluck, no endurance in others, but as good is in you,
No pleasure waiting for others, but an equal pleasure waits for you.

As for me, I give nothing to any one except I give the like carefully
to you,
I sing the songs of the glory of none, not God, sooner than I sing
the songs of the glory of you.

Whoever you are! claim your own at any hazard!
These shows of the East and West are tame compared to you,
These immense meadows, these interminable rivers, you are immense
and interminable as they,
These furies, elements, storms, motions of Nature, throes of apparent
dissolution, you are he or she who is master or mistress over them,
Master or mistress in your own right over Nature, elements, pain,
passion, dissolution.

The hopples fall from your ankles, you find an unfailing sufficiency,
Old or young, male or female, rude, low, rejected by the rest,
whatever you are promulges itself,
Through birth, life, death, burial, the means are provided, nothing
is scanted,
Through angers, losses, ambition, ignorance, ennui, what you are
picks its way.

Pride & PrejudiceSunnuntai 11.10.2009 23:52

Mr. Darcy: "Do you talk by rule, then, when you're dancing?"
Elizabeth Bennet: "Yes, sometimes it is best. Then we may enjoy the advantage of saying as little as possible."
Mr. Darcy: "Do you consult your own feelings in this case, or seek to gratify mine?"
Elizabeth Bennet: "Both, I imagine. We are each of an unsocial, taciturn disposition, unwilling to speak unless we expect to say something that will amaze the whole room."
Mr. Darcy: "[drily] This is no very striking resemblance of your own character, I'm sure."


Syklikuolema.Lauantai 10.10.2009 16:29

Sellainen fiilis, kuin olisi heitetty ajassa taaksepäin, ja löytänyt itsensä tekemässä viiden vuoden takaisia arkitottumuksiaan.
No, aika on suhteellinen käsite - 2 viikkoa voi vastaa vuosia.

Jatkanpa kuolemista ja yritän keskittyä mahdollisesti tähän arkeen.

Oom.Perjantai 09.10.2009 00:22

No pitää kai opetella koodaamaan ja käyttään aivoja. En ümmarra tata. >:O

Virgin Oil Co. & KotiteollisuusLauantai 03.10.2009 20:02

Saatoin olla eilen fail.

Mutta keikka oli varsin jeesh. Tänään uudelleen. Yaay!

No häh?Torstai 01.10.2009 19:35

Miks ihmiset näyttää " : ( ?????" - naamaa, kun mainitaan muuttavamme Keravalle? :'D Ei sil voi mitään jollei oo tarpeeks city-ihminen!

Fools rush in.Sunnuntai 27.09.2009 15:48

Yaayay, Helsinki kutsuu kuukaudeksi. :)

Au revoir Turku, je ne vais pas vous manquez!
No ehkä vähän...

Bäkkäri & On the Rocks, here we come. B)

Saatana. >:(Torstai 24.09.2009 01:12

Don't Say a Word.Tiistai 22.09.2009 21:42

Mother always said "my son, do the noble thing..."
You have to finish what you started, no matter what,
Now, sit, watch and learn...
"It's not how long you live, but what your morals say"
Cannot keep your part of the deal
So don't say a word... don't say a word.

S.O.S. (Anything But Love)Tiistai 22.09.2009 00:58

Bound to your side and trapped in silence
Just a possession
Is the sex or only violence
That feeds your obsession

You send me to a broken state
Where I can take the pain
Just long enough
That I am numb
That I just disappear

So go on and fight me
Go on and scare me to death
Tell me I asked for it
Tell me I'll never forget
You could give me anything but love
Anything but love

Does it feel good tonight
Hurt me with nothing
Some sort of sick satisfaction
You Get from mind fucking

Oh stripped down to my naked core
The darkest corners of my mind are yours
That's where you live
That's where you breathe

So go on and fight me
Go on and scare me to death
Dare me to leave you
Tell me I'd never forget
You could give me anything but love
Anything but love

Without any faith
Without any light
Condemn me to live
Condemn me to lie
Inside I am dead

So go on and fight me
Go on and scare me to death
I'll be the victim
You'll be the voice in my head
You could give me anything but love
Anything but love
Anything but love
Anything but love
Anything but love
Anything but love