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Zero-SumSunnuntai 27.05.2007 23:49


Shame on us
Doomed from the start
May God have mercy
On our dirty little hearts

Shame on us
For all we've done
And all we ever were
Just zeros and ones

REV 18:2-21Tiistai 22.05.2007 07:41

And he cried mightily with a strong voice, saying, Babylon the great is fallen, is fallen, and is become the habitation of devils, and the hold of every foul spirit, and a cage of every unclean and hateful bird.

> For all nations have drunk of the wine of the wrath of her fornication, and the kings of the
> earth have committed fornication with her, and the merchants of the earth are waxed rich
> through the abundance of her delicacies.

> And I heard another voice from heaven, saying, Come out of her, my people, that ye be not
> partakers of her sins, and that ye receive not of her plagues.

For her sins have reached unto heaven, and God hath remembered her iniquities.

Reward her even as she rewarded you, and double unto her double according to her works: in the cup which she hath filled fill to her double.

How much she hath glorified herself, and lived deliciously, so much torment and sorrow give her: for she saith in her heart, I sit a queen, and am no widow, and shall see no sorrow.

Therefore shall her plagues come in one day, death, and mourning, and famine; and she shall be utterly burned with fire: for strong is the Lord God who judgeth her.

And the kings of the earth, who have committed fornication and lived deliciously with her, shall bewail her, and lament for her, when they shall see the smoke of her burning,

> Standing afar off for the fear of her torment, saying, Alas, alas, that great city Babylon, that
> mighty city! for in one hour is thy judgment come.

And the merchants of the earth shall weep and mourn over her; for no man buyeth their merchandise any more:

The merchandise of gold, and silver, and precious stones, and of pearls, and fine linen, and purple, and silk, and scarlet, and all thyine wood, and all manner vessels of ivory, and all manner vessels of most precious wood, and of brass, and iron, and marble,

And cinnamon, and odours, and ointments, and frankincense, and wine, and oil, and fine flour, and wheat, and beasts, and sheep, and horses, and chariots, and slaves, and souls of men.

And the fruits that thy soul lusted after are departed from thee, and all things which were dainty and goodly are departed from thee, and thou shalt find them no more at all.

The merchants of these things, which were made rich by her, shall stand afar off for the fear of her torment, weeping and wailing,

And saying, Alas, alas, that great city, that was clothed in fine linen, and purple, and scarlet, and decked with gold, and precious stones, and pearls!

For in one hour so great riches is come to nought. And every shipmaster, and all the company in ships, and sailors, and as many as trade by sea, stood afar off,

> And cried when they saw the smoke of her burning, saying, What city is like unto this great
> city!

And they cast dust on their heads, and cried, weeping and wailing, saying, Alas, alas, that great city, wherein were made rich all that had ships in the sea by reason of her costliness! for in one hour is she made desolate.

Rejoice over her, thou heaven, and ye holy apostles and prophets; for God hath avenged you on her.

> And a mighty angel took up a stone like a great millstone, and cast it into the sea, saying,
> Thus with violence shall that great city Babylon be thrown down, and shall be found no more
> at all.

ZeitgeistTiistai 22.05.2007 06:57


NP: The Smashing Pumpkins: Tarantula

I don’t want to fight
Every single night
Everything I want is in your light.

You and me go there
To places I don’t know to care
The spoils of all I got were left to scrounge.

Don’t let me say this,
but you’re no worse than me,
It’s crazy.

We all are real, if real ever was, it’s just because
We all feel, feel we’ve had enough,
I’m real, ‘cause someone gave us sound.

I wanna be there when you’re happy
I wanna love you when you’re sad.

Can’t stand the morning rain
Get out and take your place then
Can’t stand the blazing sun
Then close your eyes you’ll see
The angel die.

I don’t want to be
Anything for these
A million watts of sound can’t compare.

Come along you’ll see the world
The pulse ripples, the crowd unfurls
The current starts to flow and they are on.

Oh it’s a white hot soul they want,
sinful.

You’re real, if real ever was, it’s just because
We all are real, every living soul
Yes I’m real, ‘cause someone gave us sound.

Don’t break the oath
I want to love you when you’re happy,
Don’t break this oath
I want to be there when you’re sad,
Please bring the pouring rain.

Beyond real, as real as any ghost,
It’s easy now,
I’m real, in every living soul
God gave us.

Can’t stand the blazing sun
Can’t stand the morning rain
Get out and take your place again.

I don’t want to be alone
I don’t want to be alone
I don’t want to be alone
Alone.

If it’s a white hot soul they want
It’s a black heart they’ll get.

SP on takaisin 7 vuoden jälkeen.

Ja samalla myös vahvasti rulettaa vielä Year Zero... "I hope they cannot see, the limitless potential living inside of me, to murder everything..."

Hedonistic EngineeringMaanantai 30.04.2007 08:23


"If we could sniff or swallow something that would, for five or six hours each day, abolish our solitude as individuals, atone us with our fellows in a glowing exaltation of affection and make life in all its aspects seem not only worth living, but divinely beautiful and significant, and if this heavenly, world-transfiguring drug were of such a kind that we could wake up next morning with a clear head and an undamaged constitution - then, it seems to me, all our problems (and not merely the one small problem of discovering a novel pleasure) would be wholly solved and earth would become paradise."

ALDOUS HUXLEY
1894 - 1963

Year 0000Lauantai 07.04.2007 15:47


NP: Year Zero, Nine Inch Nails

Don't give a shit about the temperature in Guatemala
Don't really see what all the fuss is about
Ain't gonna worry bout no future generations and a
I'm sure somebody's gonna figure it out

Don't try to tell how some power can corrupt a person
You haven't had enough to know what it's like

> You're only angry cause you wish you were in my position
> Now nod your head because you know that I'm right — all right!

SurvivalismTiistai 13.03.2007 09:13


I should have listened to her
So hard to keep control
We kept on eating but
Our bloated belly's still not full
She gave us all she had but
We went and took some more
Can't seem to shut her legs
Our mother nature is a whore

I got my propaganda
I got revisionism
I got my violence
In high-def ultra-realism
All a part of this great nation
I got my fist
I got my plan
I got survivalism

Hypnotic sound of siren
Echoing through the street
The cocking of the rifles
The marching of the feet
You see your world on fire
Don't try to act surprised
We did just what you told us
Lost our faith along the way and found ourselves believing your lies

I got my propaganda
I got revisionism
I got my violence
In high-def ultra-realism
All a part of this great nation
I got my fist
I got my plan
I got survivalism

All bruised and broken, bleeding
She asked to take my hand
I turned, just keep on walking
But you'd do the same thing in this circumstance I'm sure you'll understand

I got my propaganda
I got revisionism
I got my violence
In high-def ultra-realism
All a part of this great nation
I got my fist
I got my plan
I got survivalism

You've got your pacifism, I've got survivalism

Jukka...Keskiviikko 03.01.2007 04:03


Olisit voinut soittaa mulle Jouluna... ei sun tarvinnut lähteä vielä... Ei todellakaan tarvinnut. Olit paras meistä. Annoit aina viimeisestäkin omastasi kaverille tai vähemmän kaverille. Parhaat menee aina ensin.

Ruhe Wohl!

Get miles awayLauantai 24.06.2006 06:57

I love this island but this island's killing me
Sitting here in silence, man I don't get no peace
The waves upon my shore take me away piece by piece
Gonna leave everything I know gonna head out towards the sea
Jump off this island gonna head out towards the sea

I love this city man but this city's killing me
Sitting here in all this noise man I don't get no peace
The cars below my street take me away piece by piece
Gonna leave everything I know gonna head out towards the sea
Gonna leave this city man, gonna head out towards the sea

Get miles away, get miles away, get miles away
Get miles

I love this planet but this planet's killin' me
Sitting here in all this grass man I don't get no weed
The sweat comin' from my pores take me away piece by piece
Gonna leave everything I know gonna head to the galaxy
Gonna leave this planet man, gonna head to the galaxy

Get miles away, get miles away, get miles away, get miles away, get miles away, get miles away, get miles away
Get miles

[Ei aihetta]Maanantai 01.05.2006 05:03


Yeah, all those stars drip down like butter,
Promises are sweet,
We hold out our pans, lift our hands to catch them
We eat them up, drink them up, up, up, up

Hey, let me in
Hey, let me in

I only wish that I could hear you whisper down,
Mister fisherman, to a less peculiar ground
He gathered up his loved ones and he brought them all around
To say goodbye, nice try

Hey, let me in. yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey, let me in, let me in

I had a mind to try to stop you. let me in, let me in
I’ve got tar on my feet and I can’t see
All the birds look down and laugh at me
Clumsy, crawling out of my skin

Hey, let me in. yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey, let me in
Hey, let me in. yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey, let me in

TimeMaanantai 03.04.2006 03:43


Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an off-hand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your hometown
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way

Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
And then the one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun

And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking
And racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in the relative way, but you're older
And shorter of breath and one day closer to death

Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desparation is the English way
The time is gone the song is over, thought I'd something more to say...