Wednesday, November 16, 2005

yes

I am writing to express my contentment with the past two hours of my life. I believe they were perhaps the two most productive ones of my life. Exactly what I needed and seeming even more so after the past few weeks of immobility. Taking the afternoon off for just that reason seemed to work out nicely. Though now I feel like celebrating, but am currently thinking of a scheme to trick myself into just busting through some other work I have. It's amazing how the right music seems to do the trick at these things. Sheer terror is quite prevalent in my thoughts of late, I realized that there is something like 3 weeks left in my entire college career. I think I will be sick... holy fucking shit. I guess I should not be scared, but rather look at this as an opporunity to step aside and really examine my life and pick the right freaking direction to go with it. ahh. dizziness. oh well, best to disregard if this is to be the response. I guess it's cool I have a semester to spend leisurely figuring my shit out.

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Blogger Blimunda said...

There is a song by Leonard Cohen called the Future...I know you will like it. Keep your head above the water, my friend...you will shine.
Abracos da tua amiga
Susana
"THE FUTURE
(from the album 'THE FUTURE')

Give me back my broken night
my mirrored room, my secret life
it's lonely here,
there's no one left to torture
Give me absolute control
over every living soul
And lie beside me, baby,
that's an order!

Give me crack and anal sex
Take the only tree that's left
and stuff it up the hole
in your culture
Give me back the Berlin wall
give me Stalin and St Paul
I've seen the future, brother:
it is murder.

Things are going to slide, slide in all directions
Won't be nothing
Nothing you can measure anymore
The blizzard, the blizzard of the world
has crossed the threshold
and it has overturned
the order of the soul
When they said REPENT REPENT
I wonder what they meant
When they said REPENT REPENT
I wonder what they meant
When they said REPENT REPENT
I wonder what they meant.

You don't know me from the wind
you never will, you never did
I'm the little jew
who wrote the Bible
I've seen the nations rise and fall
I've heard their stories, heard them all
but love's the only engine of survival
Your servant here, he has been told
to say it clear, to say it cold:
It's over, it ain't going
any further
And now the wheels of heaven stop
you feel the devil's riding crop
Get ready for the future:
it is murder.

Things are going to slide ...

There'll be the breaking of the ancient
western code
Your private life will suddenly explode
There'll be phantoms
There'll be fires on the road
and the white man dancing
You'll see a woman
hanging upside down
her features covered by her fallen gown
and all the lousy little poets
coming round
tryin' to sound like Charlie Manson
and the white man dancin'.

Give me back the Berlin wall
Give me Stalin and St Paul
Give me Christ
or give me Hiroshima
Destroy another fetus now
We don't like children anyhow
I've seen the future, baby:
it is murder.

Things are going to slide ...

When they said REPENT REPENT ...



Written by Leonard Cohen, Stranger Music Inc. (BMI).

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