Monday, December 31, 2007

I wish you


I can't hear you telling me, that you love how brilliant I am. Because you don't see me.

Oh.. and that brilliant woman you've been waiting for - I hope she never finds you.

Unreliable Technology


You were the one to dial my number first. I picked up - I was at the party. You were whispering for help, alone in some cheap hotel room. I think you were dying.

...you know those signal bars that indicate connection? well.. they were disappearing, as I run towards you door. It was closed. And then my battery died.

It makes me wonder now; did you cry or did you just listened to my steps in silence, as I was leaving?

Don't try to call me again. I sold my cell-phone for parts.
Can you hear me now, asshole?
=)

'08

С новым годом меня :)

Saturday, December 29, 2007

pacewildenstein


http://www.pacewildenstein.com/Default.aspx

Voltaire

There are truths which are not for all men, nor for all times.
-Voltaire

I always made one prayer to God, which is extremely short. Here it is: "O my God, make our enemies quite ridiculous!" God granted it.
-Voltaire



=)

Daywatch

Leave Nothing

.

God - please don't let me fall again.

boys


Sometimes I think guys think sometimes.

PS: need to get a vocabulary

Friday, December 28, 2007

Self Analysis


I am:
Not the best daughter;

Niether very talented;

So-so employee;

Horrible companion;

Annoying sister;

Demanding Friend.


...and so I wonder - where does all the genius goes?


damn!

Evolution

Robot

!


I need to feel alive!

Reminders - Don't Care


  1. When you try say that you don't care:
    1. Make sure the frequency of the sound wave coming out of your mouth does not exceed the hearing limits of an average person;
    2. Ensure that you are not smearing snot mixed with tears all over your face;
    3. Try not to prompt the usage of informal vocabulary;
    4. Attain control over your hands and legs to prevent the damage of any reachable objects;
    5. Smile; and
    6. Walk away.
    (If you manage to follow all of the above, as a bonus you may turn around and spit towards the indiffernt object).

    Of course you can always just go classic.

Thursday, December 27, 2007

Kotenok


THE ONLY POEM

///BE STRONG, OTHERWISE, WHY BE?\\\
This is the only poem
I can read
I am the only one
can write it
I didn't kill myself
when things went wrong
I didn't turn
to drugs or teaching
I tried to sleep
but when I couldn't sleep
I learned to write
I learned to write
what might be read
one nights like this
by one like me

L. Cohen

Георгий Иванов

Ликование вечной, блаженнойи весны.
Упоительные соловьиные трели
И магический блеск средиземной луны
Головокружительно мне надоели.

Даже больше того. И совсем я не здесь,
Не на юге, а в северной царской столице.
Там остался я жить. Настоящий. Я - весь.
Эмигрантская быль мне всего только снится -
И Берлин, и Париж, и постылая Ницца.

…Зимний день. Петербург. С Гумилёвым вдвоём,
Вдоль замёрзшей Невы, как по берегу Леты,
Мы спокойно, классически просто идём,
Как попарно когда-то ходили поэты.

=)

Time

Wednesday, December 26, 2007

Diamonds.



She recommended him poetry, and he was bying her diamond earrings because, apparently, the sex was good.
I can feel the romance in the air.


Sometimes i think people haven't become more materialistic. just scared.

I think that if you have nothing to offer but money; If you don't have the world to offer her; If the deepest thing you ever felt was herself; If you are scared that when she'll know real you - she'll leave of boredom; If deep down you wish this woman was by your side till you die; If you can only figure how to spend time together at the expense of being in a fancy place, where somebody else has to do the talking for you to keep her brains occupied====>
Then, I suggest, you follow the steps of Mr. Marilyn Manson, and break your ribs - to stay home at night, munching on doughnuts, and smacking on an effortless blowjob.
=) sweet dreams are made of these...



Living on the edge.


I know I'll never change, but I also know that I don't fit in. I am tired of balancing between these worlds, with fear to fall on either side.
What to do?

I hate

I hate the fatal end - it’s so clear,
Life never makes me tired, faint or blue,
And I do hate each season of the year
When I don’t sing my merry songs to you.

I hate the guy who’s cynical and cold;
I’m rather cautious seeing too much glee;
I hate to see the lad so rude and bold,
Who reads my letters peeping over me.

I’m full of bile when things are half-completed,
To cut the talk abruptly - it’s a shame!
To shoot in someone’s back is mean and bitter,
To shoot the man point blank is just the same!

Conceit and vanity, I think, are both rotten -
I’d rather have a car with no brakes...
It’s a disgrace that honor is forgotten
But in the race of life the squealers win the stakes

For gossip, tittle-tattle I don’t care,
I hate both wavering and grandeur-gaining fuss,
I hate it when I’m stroked against the hair,
I hate to see how iron crushes glass.

The broken wings in me wake no compassion,
Though I am not too callous or too hard;
And though I hate depression and aggression,
The martyrdom of Christ still breaks my heart.

I hate myself when I get feet so cold
That I can watch how innocents are hit...
I hate it when they break into my soul,
And hate it when into my soul they spit.

I hate it when true art is turned to vending,
When tawdry jesters’ fortunes dissipate...
And even if great changes are impending,
I’ll never fall in love with what I hate!
Vladimir Vysotsky.

Lyrics


APD




Mythomania



Pseudologia fantastica - is one of several terms applied by psychiatrists to the behaviour of habitual or compulsive lying.


(1) the stories are not entirely improbable and often have some element of truth;

(2) the stories are long lasting;

(3) the stories are told for internal psychological reasons rather than external gain; and

(4) they are not delusional.


Pathological liars often actually convince themselves that they are telling the truth, which in turn can alter polygraph tests and other questioning.


Some have observed that when caught in a lie, pathological liars tend to become hostile or try to disregard the fact they lied; often playing it off as a joke.







Is everyone just freaking sick?
?

Theory


I have a new theory that I am the only normal person. And everybody else around me is just f#*ing insane. ..or vice versa.






oh cr@p.

Tuesday, December 25, 2007

Dream on


If only those who wish you "sweet dreams" knew that the cost is the sanity.
Aerosmith - Dream On [Live] !

ESP




It's all about how I look at it. ESP is not a condition, it's a gift. It's a gift.
Well ....you, little purple people with pink elbows for this gift. Just ....YOU.
I must convince myself as I watch the dead people walk by.

Friday, December 21, 2007

One...


Did I ask too much?
More than a lot.
You gave me nothing,
Now it's all I got
We're one
But we're not the same
See we
Hurt each other
Then we do it again
You say
Love is a temple
Love a higher law
Love is a temple
Love is a higher law
You ask me to enter
But then you make me crawl
And I can't keep holding on
To what you got
When all you've got is hurt

One love
One blood
One life
You got to do what you should
One life
With each other
Sisters and my
Brothers
One life
But we're not the same
We get to
Carry each other
Carry each other

One...

Vertigo



Here's a cross section of one of the old trees that's been cut down. Somewhere in here I was born... ...and there I died. It was only a moment for you. You took no notice.
Madeleine.
Vertigo, Alfred Hitchcock.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ou0VpBU3y7k

Thursday, December 20, 2007

TOYNBEE IDEA IN KUbricK's 2001 RESURRECT DEAD ON PLANET JUPiTER."


http://www.resurrectdead.com/catalog_of_resources.htm

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

Monday, December 17, 2007

Sunday, December 16, 2007

Fuck 'm all.



At a U2 concert in Ireland, Bono (the lead singer) asks the audience for some quiet. Then he starts to slowly clap his hands. Holding the audience in total silence, he says into the microphone…'I want you to think about something. Every time I clap my hands, a child in Africa dies.'

A voice from the front of the audience yells out…'Then stop clapping, ya fooking asshole!'

Tuesday, December 11, 2007

Monday, December 10, 2007

Jim Morrison






singer, songwriter, writer, film director, and poet




Morrison has influenced many, including Iggy Pop, Scott Weiland, Ian Astbury, Trent Reznor, Eddie Vedder, Bruce Springsteen, Patti Smith, and Marilyn Manson among others.
Jim Morrison died at the age of 27 in Paris. Today he would have been 64.

"I don't know what's gonna happen, man, but I wanna have my kicks, before the whole shithouse goes up in flames!"
-Jim Morrison



My favorite: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BCWpC1OT81g
Wow, I´m sick of doubt
Live in the light of certain South
Cruel bindings
The servants have the power
Dog men and their mean women
Pulling poor blankets over our sailors
I´m sick of dour faces
Staring at me from the T.V. Tower
I want roses in my garden bower; dig?
Royal babies, rubies
Must now replace aborted
Strangers in the mud
These mutants, blood meal
for the plant that´s plowed

They are waiting to take us into the severed garden
Do you know, how pale and wanton thrillful
Comes death in a strange hour
Unannounced, unplanned for
like a scaring over-friendly guest you´ve brought to bed
Death makes angels of us all and gives us wings
Where we had shoulders, smooth as ravens claws

No more money, no more fancy dress
This other kingdom seems by far the best
Until it´s other jaw reveals incest
And loose obidience to a vegetable law

I will not go
Prefer a feast of friends
To the giant family

почтовый ящик Путина


http://fishki.net/other/mail.html

Friday, December 7, 2007

книжка о главном

http://fishki.net/comment.php?id=28969

Lord of Trance

THE MORE THINGS CHANGE THE MORE THE STAY THE SAME.

Snap!

Thursday, December 6, 2007

Wednesday, December 5, 2007

Angel-a

Holla

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QAgRgy1I8hg

It only hurts when it lasts


This ain't a song for the broken-hearted
No silent prayer for the faith-departed

I ain't gonna be just a face in the crowd You're gonna hear my voice
When I shout it out loud


It's my life
It's now or never
I ain't gonna live forever
I just want to live while I'm alive
(It's my life)
My heart is like an open highway
Like Frankie said
I did it my way
I just wanna live while I'm alive
It's my life

This is for the ones who stood their ground
For Tommy and Gina who never backed down
Tomorrow's getting harder make no mistake
Luck ain't even lucky
Got to make your own breaks

[Chorus:]
It's my life
And it's now or never
I ain't gonna live forever
I just want to live while I'm alive
(It's my life)
My heart is like an open highway
Like Frankie said
I did it my way
I just want to live while I'm alive
'Cause it's my life

Better stand tall when they're calling you out
Don't bend, don't break, baby, don't back down

[Chorus:]
It's my life
And it's now or never
'Cause I ain't gonna live forever
I just want to live while I'm alive
(It's my life)
My heart is like an open highway
Like Frankie said
I did it my way
I just want to live while I'm alive

[Chorus:]
It's my life
And it's now or never
'Cause I ain't gonna live forever
I just want to live while I'm alive
(It's my life)
My heart is like an open highway
Like Frankie said
I did it my way
I just want to live while I'm alive
'Cause it's my life!

Saturday, November 10, 2007

Adriano Celentano - Il Tempo Se Ne Va (Cinema Italiano)



eta'
non me ne sono accorto prima
E intanto il tempo se ne va
tra i sogni e le preoccupazioni
le calze a rete han preso gia'
il posto dei calzettoni

Farsi donne e' piu' che normale
ma una figlia
e' una cosa speciale
il ragazzo magari ce l'hai
qualche volta hai gia'
pianto per lui
La gonna un po' corta e poi
malizia in certi gesti tuoi
e tra poco la sera uscirai
quelle sere non dormiro' mai

E intanto il tempo se ne va
e non ti senti piu' bambina
si cresce in fretta alla tua eta'
non me ne sono accorto prima
E intanto il tempo se ne va
tra i sogni e le preoccupazioni
le calze a rete han preso gia'
il posto dei calzettoni

Toto Cutugno - L'italiano


Lasciatemi cantare
con la chitarra in mano
lasciatemi cantare
sono un italiano

Buongiorno Italia gli spaghetti al dente
e un partigiano come Presidente
con l'autoradio sempre nella mano destra
e un canarino sopra la finestra
Buongiorno Italia con i tuoi artisti
con troppa America sui manifesti
con le canzoni con amore
con il cuore
con piu' donne sempre meno suore
Buongiorno Italia
buongiorno Maria
con gli occhi pieni di malinconia
buongiorno Dio
lo sai che ci sono anch'io

Lasciatemi cantare
con la chitarra ai mano
lasciatemi cantare
una canzone piano piano
Lasciatemi cantare
perche' ne sono fiero
sono un italiano
un italiano vero

Buongiorno Italia che non si spaventa
e con la crema da barba alla menta
con un vestito gessato sul blu
e la moviola la domenica in Tivu
Buongiorno Italia col caffe' ristretto
le calze nuove nel primo cassetto
con la bandiera in tintoria
e una 600 giu' di carrozzeria
Buongiorno Italia
buongiorno Maria
con gli occhi pieni di malinconia
buongiorno Dio
lo sai che ci sono anch'io

Lasciatemi cantare
con la chitarra in mano
lasciatemi cantare
una canzone piano piano
Lasciatemi cantare
perche' ne sono fiero
sono un italiano
un italiano vero.

La la la la la la la la...

Lasciatemi cantare
con la chitarra in mano
lasciatemi cantare
una canzone piano piano
Lasciatemi cantare
perche' ne sono fiero
sono un italiano
un italiano vero


Let me sing
With the guitar in my hands
Let me sing
I’m an Italian

Good morning Italy, the spaghetti al dente[1]
And a partisan for president[2]
With the car radio always in the right hand[3]
And a canary over the window


Good morning Italy with your artists[4]
Too much America on the posters[5]
With songs, with love, with heart
With more women less and less nuns[6]

Good morning Italy, good morning Maria[7]
With eyes full of melancholy
Good morning my God
You know that I’m here too[8]

Let me sing with the guitar in my hand
Let me sing a song softly softly
Let me sing because I’m proud of that
I’m an Italian, a real Italian

Good morning Italy that is not afraid at all
With the mint shaving foam
With a gessato dress in blue[9]
And the moviola on Sunday on the TV[10]

Good morning Italy with espresso coffee
New socks in the first drawer
With the flag in the laundry[11]
And a Seicento with an old bodywork[12]

Good morning Italy, good morning Maria
With sweet eyes of melancholy[13]
Good morning my God
You know that I’m here too

Let me sing with the guitar in my hand
Let me sing a song softly softly
Let me sing because I’m proud of that
I’m an Italian, a real Italian

Pa ra ra ra ra ra ra
Pa ra pa ra ra pa ra pa
pa ra pa[14]

Let me sing with the guitar in my hand
Let me sing a song softly softly
Let me sing because I’m proud of that
I’m an Italian, a real Italian


[1] Spaghetti al dente means Spaghetti not very cooked; in Italy it is a long standing issue the problem of how long to cook spaghetti. In the south it is preferred to boil them not very much, while in the north they are boiled for a lot of time (spaghetti scotti).
[2] In the 80’s the president of the Italian Republic was Sandro Pertini; he was a partisan against the fascism during the Second World War.
[3] In the nouveau riche Italy of the 80’s the car radio was a status symbol.
[4] It is well known that Italy is the country of saints, poets, and sailormans...
[5] The first of a series of verses full of political criticism: after the Second World War the Italian culture was invaded by the American myth, il mito Americano.
[6] There are two different meanings of this verse. The first one is related to a social analysis: in the modern Italy the number of nuns decreased due to secularization of the society. The second one is moral: women of our times forgot the holy principles of the ancient society; note that in Italy is usual to call suora, nun, a girl that doesn’t go with a man if he doesn’t have serious intentions (marriage).
[7] Maria is la Madonna, the mother of Christ.
[8] This is the key of the interpretation of the text. The Author, with eyes full of melancholy for seeing Italy in so bad conditions, is frightened of God having forgot him.
[9] Gessato is an elegant suit.
[10] Moviola is the replay of the relevant moments of the football matches of the day, on Sunday evening. Football matches were played on Sunday but it was not possible to see them live on television, so Moviola was very popular.
[11] Another political verse: patriottism was not common in Italy after the fascism.
[12] Seicento (600) was a very popular small car produced by FIAT Auto, the symbol of Italian industry (now in deep crisis). The fact the auto has an old bodywork is another symbol of the moral decandence of Italy in the 80’s.
[13] Very poetic.
[14] Full of desperation, Toto didn’t find words to express his thoughts.

Scorpions

Tuesday, October 30, 2007

?

How do you say in English: Fucking pisses me off?
:
I guess that's exacetly how you do say tat. wow.


I'll practice tonight:
BA-NA-NAS...

Wednesday, October 24, 2007

Wednesday, October 17, 2007

Lunch with Putin

PUTIN



http://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Vladimir_Putin

Sunday, October 14, 2007

Spanglish Thresaurus for Cuban Americans

Spanglish Thresaurus for Cuban Americans

- EL CULO DEL MUNDO -- (ASS OF THE WORLD) GENERALLY A PLACE FAR ENOUGH FROM MIAMI WHERE NOT MANY PEOPLE SPEAK SPANISH

- NO DISPARA UN CHICHARO (HE DOESN'T SHOOT A PEA) HE IS LAZY

- QUE VOLA CONTIGO -- (WHAT FLIES WITH YOU) A GENERAL GREETING HEARD AMONG FRIENDS AT LA CARRETA ON S.W. 8TH STREET .

- CASA DEL CARAJO -- (HOUSE OF HELL) ANOTHER FINE MEASUREMENT OF DISTANCE; HOWEVER A BIT CLOSER THAN THE ASS OF THE WORLD.

- QUE VUELTA -- (WHAT TURN) EVEN MOST DIEHARD CUBAN AMERICANS HAVE DIFFICULTY UNDERSTANDING THIS ONE, BUT IT MEANS "WASSUP"

- POR SI LAS MOSCAS --(IF FOR THE FLIES) A VAGUE NOTICE OF CAUTION...JUST IN CASE.

- ME TIENES HASTA EL ULTIMO PELO -- (YOU HAVE ME UP TO MY LAST HAIR) USUALLY USED AS A PARENTAL WARNING MEANING THE END OF YOUR CRAP IS NEAR

- ESE NO TIENE DOS DEDOS DE FRENTE -- (HE DOESN'T HAVE TWO FINGERS OFF OREHEAD) A DISCRIPTIVE OBSERVATION OF AN INDIVIDUAL WHO DOESN'T HAVE MUCH LIFE EXPERIENCE OR BRAINS.

- MARICONERIAS MIAS -- (FAGGERY OF MINE)- USUALLY DESCRIBES AN OUT OF CHARACTER EVENT.

- ESTAS COMIENDO MIERDA -- (YOU ARE EATING SHIT) DESCRIBES THE MANNER IN WHICH ONE IS ACTING IRRATIONALLY OR IRRESPONSIBLY

- SIGUE COMIENDO DE LO QUE PICA EL POLLO -- (KEEP EATING WHAT THE CHICKEN PECKS)- SAME AS EATING SHIT BUT A CLASSIER VERSION

- NO HABLES MIERDA -- (DON'T TALK SHIT) A STATEMENT MADE TO ADDRESS SOMEONE'S LONG ASS STORY

- LE RONCA EL MANGO -- (IT SNORES THE MANGO)- WHEN SOMETHING IS TOO MUCH TO HANDLE

- LE RONCA EL MEREQUETEN -- (UNABLE TO TRANSLATE)- SAME MEANING AS "LE RONCA EL MANGO", BUT NOT AS SWEET

- ESE HUEVO QUIERE SAL -- (THAT EGG WANTS SALT)- SOMEONE HAS AN ULTERIOR MOTIVE

- TREMENDA MUELA --(TREMENDOUS MOLLAR)- ANOTHER TALL STORY BUT THIS TIME TO SEDUCE SOMEONE OF THE OPPOSITE SEX

- DALE-- (GO)- YOU'RE IN AGREEMENT, MEANS "OK"

- ASERE -- (HOMIE)- EVEN CUBANAZOS DON'T KNOW WHERE THIS WORD COMES FROM.

- CONSORTE -- ANOTHER WORD FOR HOMIE, MAY BE USED INSTEAD OF "ASERE"

- POSTALITA -- (A LITTLE POSTCARD)- A GUY THAT THINKS HE'S A STUD
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Thursday, October 4, 2007

Tarkan - Sikidim

Tarkan - Şimarik

Amr Diab- habibi ya nor el ayn

Amr Diab Awdooni

Respectful yourself




Respect yourself
Respect yourself
And you will find your way
So practise what you pray
Don't run away
Respect yourself

You don't know,no,what you don't know
Like the colours of the rainbow
Respect, is the name of the game
Respect, yourself and you never miss your aim
If you show weakness
You gotta let them know
You don't know,no,what you don't know
If you wanna grow,say no,just go

Respect yourself
Change your mind
Respect yourself

Don't be blind
Respect yourself
And you will see the light
Respect yourself
And you will find your way
So practise what you pray
Don't run away
Respect yourself
Respect yourself
Respect yourself
And you will see the light

Don't care, about what people say
Believe in yourself and go your own way
Respect, no resignation
Leave the path of isolation
Don't care about what people say
Respect will never get away
Today, we stay, and pay attention anyway
Fairplay, everyday, stand up, don't run away

If you are feeling weak so deep inside
No place to run, no place to hide
R E S P E C T
Respect, your destiny
If you don't know what is write or wrong
If you feel confused and your thoughts are gone
R E S P E C T
Respect yourself, be free

LIL' KIM - Lighters Up







[Verse 1]
I come from Bed-Stuy, niggas either do or they gon' die
Gotta keep the ratchet close by
Someone murdered, nobody seen, nobody heard it
Just another funeral service
Niggas will get at you, come through shinin' they yap you
In broad day light kidnap you
Feds get clapped too, police stay on us like tattoos
Niggas only grind cause we have to
Money is power, sling crack, weed and powder
Fiends come through every hour
S'all about that dollar and we nuh deal with cowards
Weak lambs get devoured by the lion
In the concrete jungle, the strong stand and rumble
The weak fold and crumble, it's the land of trouble
Brooklyn, home of the greatest rappers
BIG comes first, then the Queen comes after

[Chorus]
Now put ya lighters up
Bed Stuy put ya lighters up
New York put ya lighters up
DC keep puttin' ya lighters up
Philadelphia put ya lighters up
Detroit put ya lighters up
Chi-Town keep puttin' dem lighters up
No matter where you from put ya lighters up

[Verse 2]
Now lemme give you a walk through
Show ya what to do and ya don't do
Where it's not safe to go to
Dem boys approach you
Better say quick who you close to
Don't come through if niggas don't know you
Cuz people is talkin', the streets is watchin'
The thieves is lurkin' stash da nine in the garbage
The life of a hustla, the life of a gambler
Dice games kill' mo' niggas than cancer
Ya know who ya fuck with
Brooklyn don't run we run shit
Roll up and just bum rush shit
We don't play that out in B.K not at all
4 pound leave ya face on the wall
R.I.P in memory of
Never show thy enemies love
We get it on where we live
Better have a pass when you cross that bridge

[Chorus]
Welcome to Brooklyn put ya lighters up
LA put ya lighters up
VA put ya lighters up
Texas keep puttin' ya lighters up
New Orleans put ya lighters up
St Louis put ya lighters up
ATL keep puttin' dem lighters up
No matter where you from put ya lighters up

[Bridge]
Damn homie I'm so to'
I don't think I'm ever gon' smoke no mo'
And I don't think I'm ever gon' drink no mo'
But fuck it, bartender you can gimmie one mo'
(We in the club like) Damn homie I'm so to'
(Lightin' the dutch like) I don't think I'm ever gon' smoke no mo'
(Passin' the cup like) And I don't think I'm ever gon' drink no mo'
(Back at the bar like) But fuck it baretender, you can gimmie one mo'

[Verse 3]
See BIG done told you
I'm the hottest bitch on the planet
Biggest sex symbol since Janet
The Zanotti bandit
Layin' in the cut like a bandage
Come through Fulton St. in a Vanquish
Doin' dem damage
And if you don't understand it
Then lemme give it to you in Spanish
Soy la senorita mas linda del barrio
Y lo hago afuera del espacio
Still over in Brazil sippin' Mascoto
You must have forgot though
So, I'ma take it back to the block yo
Put u on to how we rock yo
Some are boostin 12 year olds prostitutin'
Hitmen hired for execution there's no solution
Niggas still piss in the hallways
Fiends get high in 'em all day
The yute, dem bang at the cops off the roof
You don't know my town is the truth

[Chorus]
Welcome to Brooklyn now put ya lighters up
New Jersey put ya lighters up Boston put ya lighters up
B'More keep puttin' ya lighters up
Miami put ya lighters up
Puerto Rico put ya lighters up
Kingston, Jamaica keep putting them lighters up
No matter where you from put ya lighters up

[Bridge]
Damn homie I'm so to'
I don't think I'm ever gon' smoke no mo'
And I don't think I'm ever gon' drink no mo'
But fuck it, bartender you can gimmie one mo'
(We in the club like) Damn homie I'm so to'
(Lightin' the dutch like) I don't think I'm ever gon' smoke no mo'
(Passin' the cup like) And I don't think I'm ever gon' drink no mo'
(Back at the bar like) But fuck it baretender, you can gimmie one mo'

Eventually




I am an opportunity and I knock so softly
Sometimes I get loud when I wish everybody'd just
get off me
So many playas you'd think I was a ball game
Its every man for themself, there are no
team mates
This life gets lonely when everybody wants
something
This might have been your fate
But they'll get their's eventually
And I hope I'm there

Surrounded by familiar faces without names
None of them know me or want to share my pain
And they only wish to bask in my light, then fade
away
To win my love, to them a game
To watch me live my life in pain
When all is done and the glitter fades, fades
away
They'll get their's eventually
And I hope I'm there

I drank your poison cuz you told me its wine
Shame on you if you fool once
Shame on me if you fool me twice
I didn't know the price
You'll get yours eventually

So what good am I to you if I can't be broken?
You'll get yours, yes you'll get yours
Eventually

Pink - Respect


1-2-3-4
I get really sick and tired of boys up in my face

Pick up lines like "What's your sign" won't get
you anyplace
When me and all my girls go walking down the
street
It seems we can't go anywhere without a car that
goes "Beep-beep"

Cuz this body is a priceless piece of lovin'
unconditionally
So, Mr. Big-stuff, who you think you are?
You was thinkin' you's gonna get it for free
Now, now, now,

Hey ladies
(Yeah!)
Let 'em know it ain't easy
R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Let's come togeta'
Sista's
(Yeah!)
Its time to be greedy
Nothin' good comes for free

Mirror on the wall, damn I sure look fine
I can't blame those horny boys, I would make me
mine
When I pass you in a club, "Ooh, lala!" you gasp
Back up boy, I ain't your toy, or your piece of
ass

Cuz this body is a priceless piece of lovin'
unconditionally
So, Mr. Big-stuff, who you think you are?
You was thinkin' you's gonna get it for free
Now, now, now

Hey ladies
(Yeah!)
Let 'em know it ain't easy
R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Let's come togeta'
Sista's
(Yeah!)
Its time to be greedy
Nothin' good comes for free

Hey ladies
(Yeah!)
Let 'em know it ain't easy
R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Let's come togeta'
Sista's
(Yeah!)
Its time to be greedy
Nothin' good comes for free

No jealousy, no envy girls, c'mon, let's work it
out
No freebies in the limousine, that's not what its
about
Let 'em know there's work to do, give it up he
won't call you
Respect is just a minimum, go on girl and get you
some

1-2-3-4

Hey ladies
(Yeah!)
Let 'em know it ain't easy
R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Let's come togeta'
Sista's
(Yeah!)
Its time to be greedy
Nothin' good comes for free

Hey ladies
(Yeah!)
Let 'em know it ain't easy
R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Let's come togeta'
Sista's
(Yeah!)
Its time to be greedy
Nothin' good comes for free

Let's come together
C'mon girls let's work it out
Let's come together
We'll show them what we're talkin' bout
Let's come together
C'mon girls let's work it out
Let's come together
Let's come together
Let's come together
Nothin' good comes for free

Wednesday, October 3, 2007

The Cranberries - Stars

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=61p8VZpactg&mode=related&search=

In Your Head

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HJEySrDerj0

Leonard Cohen - Suzanne





Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river
You can hear the boats go by
You can spend the night beside her
And you know that she's half crazy
But that's why you want to be there
And she feeds you tea and oranges
That come all the way from China
And just when you mean to tell her
That you have no love to give her
Then she gets you on her wavelength
And she lets the river answer
That you've always been her lover
And you want to travel with her
And you want to travel blind
And you know that she will trust you
For you've touched her perfect body with your mind.
And Jesus was a sailor
When he walked upon the water
And he spent a long time watching
From his lonely wooden tower
And when he knew for certain
Only drowning men could see him
He said "All men will be sailors then
Until the sea shall free them"
But he himself was broken
Long before the sky would open
Forsaken, almost human
He sank beneath your wisdom like a stone
And you want to travel with him
And you want to travel blind
And you think maybe you'll trust him
For he's touched your perfect body with his mind.

Now Suzanne takes your hand
And she leads you to the river
She is wearing rags and feathers
From Salvation Army counters
And the sun pours down like honey
On our lady of the harbour
And she shows you where to look
Among the garbage and the flowers
There are heroes in the seaweed
There are children in the morning
They are leaning out for love
And they will lean that way forever
While Suzanne holds the mirror
And you want to travel with her
And you want to travel blind
And you know that you can trust her
For she's touched your perfect body with her mind.

Ticket to the Moon

Laibach - Slovania

T.N.T. for the brain

Monday, October 1, 2007

NYC

There's no I in threesome


Through the storms and the light
Baby, you stood by my side
And life is wine
But there are days in this life
When you see the teeth marks of time
Two lovers divide
Sound meets sound, babe
The echoes the surround
And know that we need is one thing
Now what is there to allow?
Babe, it's time we give something new a try
Oh, alone we may fight
So, just let us be free
And baby tonight
I see your lips are on fire
And life is wine
Now the windows are open the moon is so bright
There's no one can tell us what love brings, you and I
Sound meets sound, babe

The echoes they surround
And know that we need is one thing
Now what is there to allow
Babe, it's time we give something new a try
Oh, alone we may fight
So just let us be free, tonight
Through the storms and the light
Baby you stood by my side
And life is wine
You feel the sweet breath of time
It's whispering, its truth not mine
There's no I in threesome
And I am all for it
Babe, it's time we give something new a try
Oh, alone we may fight
And feathers bend like trees in the moonlight
Babe, it's time we give something new a try
Oh, alone we may fight
So just let us be free tonight

i wanna heal i wanna feel what i thought was never real


I had nothing to say
and i get lost in the nothingness inside of me
(i was confused)
and i live it all out to find, but im not the only person wit these things in mind
(inside of me)
but all that they can see the words revealed
is the only real thing that i got left to feel
(nothing to lose)
just stuck hollow and alone
and the fault is my own and the fault is my own

[Chorus]
i wanna heal i wanna feel what i thought was never real
i wanna let go of the pain ive felt so long.
erase all the pain til its gone
i wanna heal i wanna feel like im close to something real.
i wanna find something ive wanted all along
somewhere i belong

and i got nothing to say. i cant believe i didnt fall right down on my face
(i was confused)
look at everywhere only to find.
it is not the way i had imagined it all in my mind.
(so what am i)
what do i have but negativity
cuz i cant trust no one by the way everyone is looking at me
(nothing to lose)
nothing to gain im hollow and alone
and the fault is my own
and the fault is my own

[repeat chorus]

[Verse 3] (Chester)
I will never know myself until i do this on my own
cuz i will never feel anything else until my wounds are healed
i will never be anything til i break away from me
i will break away. ill find myself today

Tell me now elders

When we younger
There always seemed like some
Some perfect mold
That we're supposed to be
But now we're growing up and
I see it's just not that way
Now I feel like someones lied to me

Cause I've been true
Made good for you
And now I feel used
I'm asking you
How does it feel
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be like you

Tell me now elders
What were your reasons for
Making it seem
Like you were so much more
If you want to feel good
Because of our accomplishments
Why the fuck
Don't you just do it yourself

Cause I've tried
Man I've tried
While you all lied
So now just tell me
How does it feel
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be like you

Look at all the families now
Who don't talk and don't trust
Because of the way
That things have been done
When will you finally learn
To leave out the bullshit
And just be straight with us

Fuck FOREVER


I don't mind..

Ready or Not..

Detroit

Is a ONE FUCKING AWESOME CITY.
it ROCKS.

Thursday, September 27, 2007

Wednesday, September 26, 2007

Masks




It’s very funny - really it is!
I am amazed with how clever man is:
Hooked noses I see and bared teeth,
As if I’m at the carnival in Venice.

They come on me - bright costumes trimmed with lace,
I’m pulled inside, I’m being pinched and shaken;
Well, now I see - my normal human face
By all of them just for a mask was taken!

Confetti, fire works... I feel I don’t belong,
They look reprovingly at me, discomfort grows.
They yell at me that all my steps are wrong,
They yell I’m stepping on my partners’ toes.

Should I escape from this unreal feast?
Or should I join this merry-go-round?
I hope that beneath the masks of beasts
Still human faces can sometimes be found.

These characters all come from tales or books,
These wigs and masks are brown, yellow, ruby...
My neighbor’s Harlequin who has unhappy looks,
The next one’s Hangman, while the other’s Booby.

One tries to show people: all is well!
Behind the mask the other hides despair...
Some other men can no longer tell
Their real faces from the masks they wear!

I join their dance, I laugh with them, although,
I’m not convinced that it’s the right endeavor:
Say, someone likes the mask of Hangman so
That he would like to keep this mask forever...

Say, Harlequin remains forever sad,
Enjoying his abnormal wistful image...
What if the foolish looks this Booby’s had
Remain forever on his real visage?






“Who’s honest here? - yet my soul asks, -
Is there a kind face in this whirl-around?”
Now all have learned to put on different masks
To save their faces if they hit the ground.

I know why these masks are often worn,
I know why they are preferred by people -
The mask of coldness and total unconcern
Protects a man against a slap or spittle!

Let's make it official

Welcome to my head Nelson :)

more musical educaiton

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

Anthem


-й куплет:

Россия - священная наша держава,

Россия - любимая наша страна.

Могучая воля, великая слава -

Твое достоянье на все времена!

Припев:

Славься, Отечество наше свободное,

Братских народов союз вековой,

Предками данная мудрость народная!

Славься, страна! Мы гордимся тобой!

2-й куплет:

От южных морей до полярного края

Раскинулись наши леса и поля.

Одна ты на свете! Одна ты такая -

Хранимая Богом родная земля!

Припев:

Славься, Отечество наше свободное,

Братских народов союз вековой,

Предками данная мудрость народная!

Славься, страна! Мы гордимся тобой!

3-й куплет

Широкий простор для мечты и для жизни

Грядущие нам открывают года.

Нам силу дает наша верность Отчизне.

Так было, так есть и так будет всегда!

Припев:

Славься, Отечество наше свободное,

Братских народов союз вековой,

Предками данная мудрость народная!

Славься, страна! Мы гордимся тобой!
National Anthem of the Russian Federation
(music by A. Aleksandrov, words by S. Mikhailov)



1st verse:

Russia - our sacred sovereignty,

Russia - our beloved land,

Mighty will, great glory -

Are yours for all time!

Refrain:

Be praised, our free Fatherland,

Union of ancient fraternal peoples,

By our forefathers was given the wisdom of the nation,

Be praised, our land! We are proud of you!

2nd verse:

From the southern seas to the polar lands

Are spread our forests and fields.

You are unique in the world! Such is only you -

Our native land kept by God!

Refrain:

Be praised, our free Fatherland,

Union of ancient fraternal peoples,

By our forefathers was given the wisdom of the nation,

Be praised, our land! We are proud of you!

3rd verse:

A wide expanse for dreams and for life

The coming years open up to us.

Our loyalty to the Fatherland gives us strength.

So it was, so it is, so it will be always!

Refrain:

Be praised, our free Fatherland,

Union of ancient fraternal peoples,

By our forefathers was given the wisdom of the nation,

Be praised, our land! We are proud of you!

USSR

RODINA

V chem sila

Friday, September 21, 2007

not again

Anonymous said...
Wow.. this image is fully hot. Regarding the posts (yes I do read these too!) I think while 'fighting' for a better place, against injustice, etc. has its place, appreciation of beauty is a overlooked aspect of contributing to the world around us - yes contributing.. I think it really changes the way we perceive and interact. Wow, that was philosophical.. back to the image, it's fully hot!!

Thursday, September 20, 2007

Mojo solnishko :)

Наконец то купил себе карточку на инет. ))
Привет!!! Как у тебя дела?
У меня деприсняк. Тут пиздец деревня, все как блять правда какие то дикари))) Ну в принципе уже отошол почти. первые 2 дня ваще из дома почти не выходил)) даже не нажрался в первый день))
долетел нормально. ну как нормально почти нормально) проснулся утром в аэропорту, нажрался, потом пошол в 1 на регистрацию и встретил 2 девок из олимпуса с белорусии. до милана с ними долетел. в самолёте ещё немножко накидались) потом один. до москвы когда долетел, там же меня типа нина должна была встретить, а хуй там! и пиздец у меня 30 баксов и 500р. я думал ваще что от аэропорта до аэропорта тока такси, а они пиздец минимум 100 баксов. потом пробил в окне информации про автобусы.. пиздец сначала до метро на автобусе патом в метро чуть не уснул и багаж не проибал, потом ещё раз на автобусе... ну карочи доехал с горем пополам. А! прикинь из метро выхажу а рублей больше нету, нашол обменник а она минять не хочет. типа одна старая, а на другой каккая то печать стоит.. и пиздец чисто повезло что в это вермя хозяин обменника подошол, я его еле уговарил 10 поменять. всё доехал до домодедово, там тусил тусил до регистрации. регистрацию прохожу а у миня перевес 10 кг. на 1000р. ) а у миня всего 20 баксов. говарю ему давай за 5 заплачу а 5 кг выкину. тот такой шопотом положи в паспорт 500 и хуй с ним))) вот так вот мне 2 раза повезло за день)
Ну и все потом прилетел, встретили миня. Катя приехала тожи. )))))) Расстались благополучно) Она прикинь сука 2 месяца с мужиком уже живёт))) И такая давай мне типа ты уехал мне потом показалось что я тебя не люблю, а тебя увидела и поняла что люблю))) ну и я ей тожи рассказал про всё в америке. карочи щас друзья просто хорошие. тут чёта вчера она смс написала типа давай словимся поговарим просто, словились попиздели... а, она такая оварит ну чё ты ко мне как то не так относишься)) я ей сказал что на базу 29 поедим. она такая давай 28 переспим потому что я не хочу чтобы у тебя с кем то секс был))))))))) и ваще давай говарит любовниками чтоли будем))))))))))))))) так что на крайняк у миня вариант есть))))) она ваще мне кажется опять типа хочет отношения замутить, но я ей сразу сказал что не катит.
так что вот так.... ищу себе пока новую жертву)))
ты позвони пацанам, ато они переживают.
в универ пиздец почти не хожу. вернее на пары) в универ то прихожу) а там то пиво то ещё чё нить.
а у нас прикинь тут госнаркоконтроль все сотовые прослушивает) ублюдки.
дорог у нас много отремонтировали.
из универа кто ездил в америку никто не привёз денег. все как мы)
Ладно Юлька, давай пиши. И на СМСКИ отвечай! Всё давай bye! Have a good time!

DDT-RR

Starry, starry night...



Lead Belly

Beethoven


It's going to happen very soon. The great
event which will end the horror. Which will
end the sorrow. Next Tuesday, when the sun
goes down, I will play the Moonlight Sonata
backwards. This will reverse the effects of
the world's mad plunge into suffering, for
the last 200 million years. What a lovely
night that would be. What a sigh of relief, as
the senile robins become bright red again,
and the retired nightingales, pick up their
dusty tails, and assert the majesty of creation!

duft punk


llllalallalaaaaaa- la

...

Note:
Find good shrink tomorrow...

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

Chix Rule



http://www.davidandgoliathtees.com/index.php

TIESTO!!!!!!!!

House - the most honest, pure, positive, energizing music on earth.
with NO lyrics

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

pretty like a lullaby

Graphic Design (travel)


http://www.travelbrochuregraphics.com/

Café Del Mar, Volumenen Ocho - Classic

Cafe Del Mar - Sunset

Definition

Bowling - an American game, that requires balls to play.

Paganini by Kogan

Cookies and will power.


I came into this world as a reject
Look into these eyes then you'll
See the size of the flames (the size of the)
Dwellin' on the past (past)
It's burnin' in my brain (hot)
Everyone that burns has to learn from the pain
Hey I think about the day (days)
My girlie ran away with my pay
When fella's came to (play)
play now she's stuck with my homeez that she fucked (ooh)
and i'm just a sucker with a lump in my
throat (hey)
like a chump (hey)
a like a chump (hey)
like a chump (hey)
like a chump (hey)
a like a chump (hey)
like a chump (hey)
like a chump (hey)

should i be feelin' bad (no)
should i be feelin' good (no)
it's kinda sad i'm the laughing stock of the neighborhood
hey you would think that i'd be movin' on (movin')
but i'm a sucker like i said
fucked up in the head not
an' maybe she just made a mistake
and i should give her a break
my heart'll ache either way
hey what the hell what you want me to say
i won't lie that i can't deny

(chorus) (2x)
i did it all for the nookie (come on) the nookie (come on)
so you can take that cookie and stick it up your (yeah)
stick it up your (yeah) stick it up your (yeah)
stick it up your

why did it take so long
why did i wait so long huh
to figure it out but i didn't
and i'm the only one underneath the sun who didn't get it
i can't believe that i could be decieved (but you were)
by my so-called girl but in reality
had a hidden agenda
she put my tender heart in a blender
and still i surrendered

(hey) like a chump (hey)
a like a chump (hey)
like a chump (hey)
like a chump (hey)
a like a chump (hey)
like a chump (hey)
like a chump

(chorus) (2x)

i'm only human it's so easy for your friends to give you their advice

they'll tell you just let it go (let it go) it's easier said than done

(i appreciate it) i appreciate it i do but just leave me alone

(leave me alone) leave me alone (leave me alone) just leave me alone

and nothing's gonna change 'cause you can go away and i'm just gonna stay here and always be the same (3x)
i'm just gonna staaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyy

well it takes a strong man baby...


I know not everybody has got a body like me,
but i gotta think twice, before i give my heart away,
and i know all the games you play,
cuz i play them too,
oh but i need some time off from that emotion,
time to pick my heart up off the floor,
but that love comes down without devotion,
well it takes a strong man baby,
but i'm showin' you that door,
i gotta have faith

gotta have faith,
gotta have faith,
gotta have faith!

baby, i know you're askin' me to stay,
say please please please don't go away cuz you're givin' me the blues,
baby, your mind made all the words you say,
can't help but think of yesterday and another who tied me down to the lover boy rules,
before this river becomes an ocean, before you pick my heart up off the floor,
well that love comes down without devotion,
well it takes a strong man baby,
but i'm showin' you that door,
i gotta have faith

gotta have faith,
gotta have faith,
gotta have faith!
get tha fuck up!!!

i gotta have faith,
i gotta have faith,
i gotta have faith,
i gotta have faith!
faith! ahhhh faith!! ahhhhh!!!!

Smoking is hazardous to your health

Oh well - it was fun, if nothing else.

Monday, September 17, 2007

When? you put your foot down.


Looks like I'm'a do everything myself,
Maybe I could use some help,
But hell, if you want somethin' done right?
You got to do it yourself.
Maybe life is up and down, (up)
My life's been what to now?
I crawled up your butt from hell.
And that's when things got turn around.
You used be alive, now you feel pathetic.
But now I get it,
What's done is done,
Just leave it alone, and don't regret.
Sometime- something- turn in-to dumb thing.
And that's when you put your foot down.

[chorus start]
Why did I have to go and meet somebody like you?
Why do you have to go and hurt somebody like me?
How could you do somebody like that,
You know that I'm never coming back.
[chorus end]

Looks like I'm going to do everything myself. (everything myself)
Maybe I could use some help,
But hell, if you want somethin' done right?
You just do it yourself. (got it?)
Maybe life is up and down.
But my life's been what to now? (got it?)
I crawled up your butt from hell. (got it?)
And that's when shit got turn around. (got it?)
You used be alive, now yo so pathetic.
But now I get it,
What's done is done,
I know, you just LEAVE IT ALONE, and don't regret.
Sometime- Somethings- turn into dumb things.
And that's when you put your foot down. (your foot down)

[chorus start]
Why did I have to go and meet somebody like you?
Why do you have to go and hurt somebody like me?
How could you do somebody like that,
You know that I'm never coming back.
Why did I have to go and meet somebody like you?
Why do you have to go and hurt somebody like me?
How could you do somebody like that,
You know that I'm never coming back.
[chorus end]

Depending on you is done. (is done)
Giving to you is done.
No more reasons, no sleeping, no living,
It's all just what giving to you and I'm done. (and I'm done)
Depending on you is done. (is done)
Giving to you is done. (is done)
No more reasons, no sleeping, no living,
It's all just what giving to you and I'm done. (and I'm done)
But hiding from you IS DONE. (is done)
But lying from you is done.
No more reasons, no sleeping, no living,
It's all just what giving to you and I'm done. (and I'm done)

[chorus start]
Why did I have to go and meet somebody like you?
Why do you have to go and hurt somebody like me?
How could you do somebody like that,
You know that I'm never coming back.
Why did I have to go and meet somebody like you?
Why do you have to go and hurt somebody like me?
How could you do somebody like that,
You know that I'm never coming back.
[chorus end]

But why?
WHY?
(you've been some (???))
WHY?
WHY?
WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYY?

Why?
why?

...






The secret.

Put your heart, mind, intellect and soul even to your smallest acts. This is the secret of succsess.
~Swami Sivananda (don't know who the hell is that but sounds like a passionate person).

Saturday, September 15, 2007

Thursday, September 13, 2007

Repeat until end

All I want right now is lay down next to my Mama, and feel her warm palm on my forehead.



Graffiti decorations
Under the sky of dust
A constant wave of tension
On top of broken trust
The lessons that you taught me
I learned were never true

Pre chorus:
Now I find myself in question
They point the finger at me again
Guilty by association
You point the finger at me again

I wanna run away
Never say goodbye
I wanna know the truth
Instead of wondering why
I wanna know the answers
No more lies
I wanna shut the door
And open up my mind

Paper bags and angry voices
Under a sky of dust
Another wave of tension
Has more than filled me up
All my talk of taking action
These words were never true

Pre chorus
Chorus
I’m gonna run away, and never say goodbye
Gonna run away (2x)
I’m gonna run away and never wonder why
Gonna run away (2x)
I’m gonna run away and open up my mind
Gonna run away (4x)

Chorus
I wanna run away and open up my mind
(Repeat until end)

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

MYgeneration


Limp Bizkit - My Generation

If only we could fly
, Limp Bizkit style. John Otto, take 'em to the Matthew's bridge. Can ya feel it? My g-g-generation, get up. My g-g-generation, are you ready?
Do you know where you are? Welcome to the jungle punk, take a look around. It's Limp Bizkit fuckin' up your town, we download in the shockwave. For all the ladies in the cave, to get your groove on, and maybe your the one who flew over the cuckoo's nest. Well, guess who's next. Generation x, generation strange. Sun don't even shine through a window pane.

So go ahead and talk shit, talk shit about me, and go ahead and talk shit. About my g-g-generation!

(Chorus)
We don't, don't give a fuck, and we wont ever give a fuck un, til you, you give a fuck about me and my generation.

Hey kid, take my advice, ya don't wanna step into a big pile of shit. The captain is drunk, your world is titanic. Floatin' on the funk, so get your groove on, and maybe I am just a little fucked up. Life's just a little fucked up. Generation x, generation strange. Sun don't even shine through the window pane.

So go ahead and talk shit, talk shit about me, and go ahead and talk shit about my g-g-generation.

(Chorus 2x) Who gets the blame, you get the blame and I get the blame. Who gets the blame, you get the blame and I get the blame, but do you think we can fly? Do you think we can fly? Do yoooooooou think we can fly? Well I do, I do......FLY!

DJ Lethal, bring it on. Ooooooooooh yea, come on!

So go ahead and talk shit, talk shit about me and go ahead and talk shit about my g-g-generation.

(Chorus 2x)

Oh yea