Tuesday, 22 April 2008

To do away with a particular silence


What would you do if I sang out of tune
Would you stand up and walk out on me?
Lend me your ears and I'll sing you a song
And I'll try not to sing out of key.


The Beatles

In Tangents

What we remember lacks the hard edge of fact.To help us along we create little fictions,highly subtle and individual scenarios which clarify and shape our experience.The remembered event becomes a fiction,a structure made to accomodate certain feelings.This is obvious to me.If it were'nt for these structures, art would be too personal for the artist to create much less for the audience to grasp.Even film, the most literal of all art forms, is edited.


Kosinski

Saturday, 19 April 2008

Wash the Blood off Your Feet


What could I have done, gone where?
My feet were bare
and every road was covered with thorns-
of ruined friendships, of loves left behind,
of eras of loyalty that finished, one by one.

Whereever I went in whatever direction,
my feet were soaked-
there was so much blood
that bystanders couldn't help asking,
What fashion is this, what new tradition?
For what unknown festival have you dyed your feet?

I said nothing but they went on asking
Why do you still complain of the utter famine of love?
You're doing it for nothing.
There's no chance for fidelity now.

So wash this blood off your feet, they said.
Let your feet heal.
Those roads now soft with blood, will harden again.
And a hundred new paths will break through their dried mud.
Keep your feet ready for those roads, they said.

And be careful, they said,take care of the heart.
It still has to break
open into a thousand different wounds.
It still has to know knife after knife after knife..

Faiz

Saturday, 5 April 2008

Holding on

..when it gets cold
and it feels like the end
there's no place to go
you know I won't give in
no I won't give in

keep holding on
we'll make it through
just stay strong

there's nothing you could say
nothing you could do
there's no other way when it comes to the truth
so keep holding on
cause we'll make it through

this could all disappear
before the doors close
and it comes to an end
I will fight and defend

listen to me when I say
when I say I believe
nothing's going to change
nothing's going to change destiny
whatever's meant to be will work out perfectly
so keep holding on..

Thursday, 3 April 2008

Hand in My Pocket

I'm broke but I'm happy
I'm poor but I'm kind
I'm short but I'm healthy, yeah
I'm high but I'm grounded
I'm sane but I'm overwhelmed
I'm lost but I'm hopeful

What it all comes down to
Is that everything's gonna be fine fine fine
I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is giving a high five

I feel drunk but I'm sober
I'm young and I'm underpaid
I'm tired but I'm working, yeah
I care but I'm restless
I'm here but I'm really gone

What it all comes down to
Is that everything's gonna be quite alright
I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is flicking a cigarette

What it all comes down to
Is that I haven't got it all figured out just yet
I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is giving the peace sign

I'm free but I'm focused
I'm green but I'm wise
I'm hard but I'm friendly
I'm sad but I'm laughing
I'm brave but I'm chicken shit
I'm sick but I'm pretty

And what it all boils down to
Is that no one's really got it figured out just yet
I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is playing the piano

What it all comes down to my friends
Is that everything's just fine fine fine
I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is hailing a taxicab.

Alanis

Wednesday, 2 April 2008

That is.

Total object, complete with missing parts, instead of partial object.
Question of degree.

Tuesday, 1 April 2008

Ma Says...


Believe in yourself.
Set your standards high.
You deserve the best.
Always try for what you want,
and never settle for less.

No matter what you choose,
keep a winning attitude.
You can never lose.

Be all that you can be!

(On this day, the 1st of April,2008)
Suddenly the odds are more interesting than the evens.