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White Rabbit

(Jefferson Airplaine)

One pill makes you larger
And one pill makes you small
And the ones that mother gives you
Don't do anything at all
Go ask Alice
When she's ten feet tall
And if you go chasing rabbits
And you know you're going to fall
Tell 'em a hookah smoking caterpillar
Has given you the call
Recall Alice
When she was just small
When men on the chessboard
Get up and tell you where to go
And you've just had some kind of mushroom
And your mind is moving slow
Go ask Alice
I think she'll know
When logic and proportion
Have fallen sloppy dead
And the White Knight is talking backwards
And the Red Queen's: "Off with her head!"
Remember what the dormouse said:
"FEED YOUR HEAD!
FEED YOUR HEAD!"


Cornflake Girl

(Tori Amos)

Never was a cornflake girl
Thought that was a good solution
Hanging with the raisin girls
She's gone to the other side
Givin us a yo heave ho
Things are getting kind of gross
And I go at sleepy time
This is not really happening
You bet your life it is

Peel out the watchword
Just peel out the watchword

She knows what's goin on
Seems we got a cheaper feel now
All the sweetcaze are gone
Gone to the other side
With my encyclopedia
They musta paid her a nice price
She's putting on her string bean love
This is not really happening
You bet your life it is

Peal our the watchword
Just peel out the watchword

Never was a cornflake girl
Thought that was a good solution

Rabbit where'd you put the keys girl
And the man with the golden gun thinks he knows so much
Thinks he knows so much
Rabbit where'd you put the keys girl


3 Libras

(A Perfect Circle)

Threw you the obvious and you flew
with it on your back, a name in your recollection,
thrown down among a million same.
Difficult not to feel a little bit disappointed
and passed over
when i've looked right through
to see you naked and oblivious
and you don't see me.
But i threw you the obvious
just to see if there's more behind the eyes
of a fallen angel,
the eyes of a tragedy.
Here i am expecting just a little bit
too much from the wounded.
But i see through it all
and see you.
So i threw you the obvious
to see what occurs behind the eyes of a fallen angel,
eyes of a tragedy.
Oh well.
Apparently nothing.
You don't, you don't
You don't see me.
You don't see me at all.


Ashes To Ashes

(Faith No More)

I want them to know it's me
It's on my head
I'll point the finger at me
It's on my head
Give it all to you, then I'll be closer
Smiling with the mouth of the ocean
And I'll wave to you with the arms of the mountain
I'll see you
I will let you shout no more
It's on my head (It's on my head)
I'll pick you up from the floor
It's on my head (It's on my head)
I'll let you even the score
It's on my head (It's on my head)
Give it all to you, then I'll be closer
Smiling with the mouth of the ocean
And I'll wave to you with the arms of the mountain
I'll see you
Give the same to me, then I'll be closer, closer
Give the same to me, then I'll be closer, closer
Smiling with the mouth of the ocean
And I'll wave to you with the arms of the mountain
Give the same to me, then I'll be closer, closer
Give the same to me, then I'll be closer, closer


Send His Love To Me

(PJ Harvey)

Lover had to leave me
'Cross the desert plain
Turned to me his lady
Tell me "lover wait"

Calling Jesus, please
Send his love to me

Oh, wind and rain they haunt me
Look to the North and pray
Send me, please, his kisses
Send them home today

I'm begging, Jesus, please
Send his love to me

Left alone in desert
This house becomes a hell
This love becomes a tether
This room becomes a cell

Mummy, daddy, please
Send him back to me

How long must I suffer?
Dear God, I've served my time
This love becomes my torture
This love, my only crime
Oh lover please release me
My arms too weak to grip
My eyes to dry for weeping
My lips too dry to kiss

Calling, Jesus, please
Send his love to me
I'm begging, Jesus, please
Send his love to me


H

(Tool)

It’s coming through is alive.
What’s holding up is a mirror.
But what’s singing songs is a snake
Looking to turn this piss to wine.

They’re both totally void of hate,
But killing me just the same.

The snake behind me hisses
What my damage could have been.
My blood before me begs me
Open up my heart again.

And I feel this coming over like a storm again.
Considerately...

Venomous voice, tempts me,
Drains me, bleeds me,
Leaves me cracked and empty.
Drags me down like some sweet gravity.

The snake behind me hisses
What my damage could have been.
My blood before me begs me
Open up my heart again.

And I feel this coming over like a storm again.

I am too connected to you to
Slip away, to fade away.
Days away I still feel you
Touching me, changing me,
And considerately killing me.

Without the skin,
Beneath the storm,
Under these tears
The walls came down.

And the snake is drowned and
As I look in his eyes,
My fear begins to fade
Recalling all of those times.

I could have cried then.
I should have cried then.

And as the walls come down and
As I look in your eyes
My fear begins to fade
Recalling all of the times
I have died
And will die.
It’s all right.
I don’t mind.

I am too connected to you to
Slip away, to fade away.
Days away I still feel you
Touching me, changing me,

And considerately killing me


The Warmth

(Incubus)

I'd like to close my eyes go numb
but there's a cold wind comming from
the top of the highest high-rise today.

It's not a breeze cause it blows hard.
Yes and it's wants me to discard
the humanity I know
Watch the warmth blow away.

Don't let the world bring you down
Not everyone here is that fucked up and cold
Remember why you came
and while you're alive
experience the warmth
before you grow old

Do you think I should adhere
to that pressing new frontier
and leave in my wake a trail of fear?
Or should I hold my head up high
and throw a wrench in spokes by
leaving the air behind me clear?


The Fragile

(Nine Inch Nails)

She shines
in a world full of ugliness
she matters when everything is meaningless

Fragile
she doesn't see her beauty
she tries to get away
sometimes
it's just that nothing seems worth saving
I can't watch her slip away

I won't let you fall apart

She reads the minds of all the people as they pass her by
hoping someone can see
if I could fix myseld I'd - but it's too late for me

I wont let you fall apart

we'll find the perfect place to go where we can run and hide
I'll build a wall and we can keep them on the other side
...but they keep waiting
...and picking...

It's something I have to do
I was there, too
before everyhting else
I was like you


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domenica, 23 marzo 2008
YOU MUST LIKE PUTIN
ilarem; video, non ci posso credere, succede proprio a noi; commenti (11)?

Putin, l'ex tenente colonnello del KGB.

Putin, quello degli attentati di Mosca del '99 costati la vita a 300 persone e usati come scusa per attaccare Grozny, dopo aver forzatamente attribuito ai ceceni la responsabilità degli attentati.

Putin, quello del non meglio chiarito incidente del sommergibile Kursk, che è costato la vita a 118 uomini della marina russa lasciati soffocare sul fondale del Mare di Barents, per coprire una verità scomoda che sa di incompetenza, mistificazione e complotto.

Putin, quello del Polonio 210, il veleno radioattivo che ha ucciso Alexander Litvinenko e Anna Politkovskaia.

Putin, l'uomo che diventa primo ministro e continua a governare un paese con un (testuali parole) "presidente fantoccio" da lui manovrato.

Putin, lui, insomma.

E se pensate che sia uno scherzo, vi sbaglate di grosso.

"Takogo kak Putin".








sabato, 15 marzo 2008
IL LAVORO DI ILA!!
ilarem; portfolio, pittura; commenti (7)?

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IL LAVORO DI ILA!
ilarem; portfolio, pittura; commenti (2)?

 Due tele, eseguite in tecnica mista con acrilico e gessetti.

Lasciatemi pareri, critiche quello che pensate, insomma.

censura

 

frammentatio

 

 








sabato, 08 marzo 2008
Rotten Apple
ilarem; musica, bla bla; commenti ?

cammina, a testa alta, sotto la pioggia, come non ci fosse. l'affronta diretta quella miriade di spilli gelati che le cadono in faccia. fanno male tanto fa freddo. nelle orecchie Jar of Flies fa il suo dovere, come compiendo un rito conosciuto, in una morbosa e triste ninnananna.

ed il vuoto.

immeso e immobile, sempre presente anche se a volte scordato, immanente.

quel vuoto assoluto solitario in se stesso, eterno consolatore delle sue stesse pene.

Jar of Flies fa sempre il suo dovere.

Hey Ah Na Na
Innocence is over
Hey Ah Na Na
Over

Hey Ah Na Na
Ignorance is spoken
Hey Ah Na Na
Spoken

Hey Ah Na Na
Confidence is broken
Hey Ah Na Na
Broken

Hey Ah Na Na
Sustenance is stolen
Hey Ah Na Na
Stolen

Hey Ah Na Na
Arrogance is potent
Hey Ah Na Na
Potent, yeah

What I see is unreal
I've written my own part
Eat of the apple, so young
I'm crawling back to start

Hey Ah Na Na
I repent tomorrow
Hey Ah Na Na
Tomorrow

Hey Ah Na Na
I suspend my sorrow
Hey Ah Na Na
Sorrow, yeah

What I see is unreal
I've written my own part
Eat of the apple, so young
I'm crawling back to start

Hey Ah Na Na
A romance is fallen
Hey Ah Na Na
Fallen

Hey Ah Na Na
Recommend you borrow
Hey Ah Na Na
Borrow, yeah

What I see is unreal
I've written my own part
Eat of the apple, so young
I'm crawling back to start








lunedì, 03 marzo 2008
La telefonata
ilarem; bla bla, obnubilatio; commenti ?

"V'è negli uomini che devono morire giovani un vago presentimento della tomba."

                                                                                                                     Dumas

Che, a volte, ci ridevamo. Glielo dicevo ogni tanto, scherzando sulla notte che gli si parava davanti, Vedi di non esegerare. Sia mai che ricevo la telefonata.... E lui tranquillo mi rispondeva ridendo Tanto prima o poi te la faranno. 

Giocavamo con l'eventualità di un triste destino. Ed ora che questo destino si è compiuto, ora che quella telefonata l'ho ricevuta davvero, ora che una vita ed un volto sono divenuti solo ricordo, rabbrividisco all'ingenuità di quei sorrisi.

Tremo alla bellezza dei pensieri passati, conscia del fatto che rimarranno eterni, scolpiti nelle mattine in cui fuggivamo dai banchi, e nelle notti che attraversavamo su strade che non credevamo assassine. 

Ed ora? cosa dovrei fare? Sorridere amaramente del destino del cazzo? Piangere, ridere, disperarmi e pensare cinicamente Te l'avevo detto? 

Ti scrivo questa, come ho già fatto mille altre volte sul tuo diario.

E come mille altre volte ti bacio e ti abbraccio, non di certo per l'ultima volta nei miei ricordi.

Ho sbagliato per sbagliare non perche' lo dite voi
e non mi pento proprio, sono in riserva ormai
Io ci credo in quel che voglio e forse voglio farmi male
ma non mi riconosco in quello che conviene
Mi piace scivolarvi fuori da ogni calcolo
Per riportarmi in riga servira' un miracolo
Complici e simili da credere alle favole
Coi nostri sogni in gola questa notte sembra fatta per noi...

CHE NON CI GUARDEREMO INDIETRO MAI
NON CI GUARDEREMO INDIETRO MAI

Traghettato da un destino a volte sordo e malinconico
In un viaggio clandestino tra allucinazioni e panico
forse perche' so di avere un diamante tra le mani
un morbido rifugio per tempi meno buoni
Mi spinge sul divano lo so che ha gia' deciso
E resto senza fiato tra l'inferno e il paradiso
Scioglie i capelli in boccole di nuvole
Il suo sapore e' miele e questa notte sembra fatta apposta per noi...

CHE NON CI GUARDEREMO INDIETRO MAI
NON CI GUARDEREMO INDIETRO MAI