*bloop*

– May. 28th, 2005 @ 10:17 pm
Skid Row. Scream. That’s what they do. And it’s bloody marvellous! So angsty. haha. when they said guitars can talk they knew what they were talking about.

Who says rock music doesn’t mean anything? Social circumcision, friendship. Angsty but hey listen to the words above the guits and the truth will be discovered.

“those who feel the breath of sadness,
sit down next to me
those who find they’re touched by madness,
sit down next to me,
those who find themselves ridiculous,
sit down next to me…” - Sit Down, James (1992)

Wasted Time
You and I together in our lives
Sacred ties will never fray
why can’t I let let myself tell lies
and watch u die every day
I think back to the times
when dreams were what mattered
tough talking youth naiveity
you said you’d never let me down
but the horse stampedes and rages
in the name of desperation

Chorus
is it all just wasted time?
can you look at yourself
when you think of what you left behind?
is it all just wasted time?
can you live with yourself
when you think of what you left behind?

paranoid delusions they haunt you
where’s my friend I used to know?
he’s all alone, he’s buried deep within
a carcass searching for a soul
can u feel it inside
your heart as it’s bleeding,
why can’t u believe u can be loved?
I hear u scream in agony
and the horse stampedes and rages
in the name of desperation
…

I never thought you’d let it get this far boy.

Monkey Business
Outside my window there’s a
Whole lot of trouble comin’ the cartoon killers and the rag cover clones
Stack heels kickin’ rhythm
Of social circumcision
Can´t close the closet on
Shoe box full of bones

Kangaroo lady with her bourbon
In a pouch
Can’t afford the rental on
A bamboo couch
Collecting back her favors ’cause her
Well is running dry
I know her act is terminal,
But she ain’t gonna die

Slim intoxicado drinkin’ dime
Store hooch
Is always in a circle with his
Part-time pooch
Little creepy’s playing dollies in the
New york rain
Thinkin’ Bowie’s just a knife
Ooh the pain

I ain’t seen the sun since I don’t
Know when
The freaks come out at nine
And it’s twenty to ten
What’s this funk
That you call junk
To me it’s just monkey business

Blind man in the Box that will
Probably die
The village kids laugh as they walk by
A psycho is on the edge of this human
Garbage dump
And the vultures in the sewers
Are telling
Him to jump

Into the fire from the frying pan
Tripping on his tongue
For a cool place to stand
Where’s this shade
That you’ve got it made
To me it’s just monkey business

Monkey business
Slippin’ on the track
Monkey business
Jungle in black
Ain’t your business if I got
No monkey on my back

Monkey business
Slippin’ on the track
Monkey business
Jungle in black
Ain’t your business
If I got
Monkey’s on my back

The vaseline gypsies and silicone souls
Dressed to the society
Hypocrite heartbeat and cheap alibis
Can’t get you by that monkey

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Current Mood: Thoughtful
Current Music: James - Sit Down

he: …wonder why they wanna do this to me…fed up lah

me: I’ve come to realise recently that in this life, people will do everything they can to knock you down. They lie, cheat, and gossip. They want you to react and when you don’t, you’re guilty anyway. I’m tired of it too. And not a day goes by without me wondering why I came home away from the simple life.

he: …

me: still waters run deep, my friend. Within this body lies the heart and soul of an old man. Now you see why they say I think too much. You and I are idealists in a fashion. We take life as it comes but we do ponder why people need to be mean to each other. What is the solution? It’s simple yet difficult. Move on. Live Life. LIVE Life. Pray for strength to carry on. Vidication will come but it is not for us to judge. The One will do that.

As I think about the happenings of today, and indeed those of the last month. I wonder what keeps me going? At work that is. I love my work. I love what I do. But I’m holding back. I could be so much more. Jack of all trades? Perhaps.

I stood at the bedroom window just. I was just admiring at the silence of the night. The gloom of orange lights casting shadows among shadows. The damp smell of the slight breeze that wafts warmly across the window. It is a still night tonight. Why do people have to be mean? I admit my misgivings and faults. I am aware of the imperfections within me. I am not perfect. Then why do they still judge me? Take a look at the plank in your eye my friend.

The judgemental have no place in my life. I will Live Life and I’m sure that phrase alone will be enough to fodder to be misconstrued. Take it as you please. I’m going to live on the edge. Sky dive, wake board. Ski. Snowboard. When I next hit the slopes, I’m going to Snow Blade. I’m going to Rock Climb, Sport Climb and Free Climb. Spelunking, Boating, Diving,Scuba. I’m going to have my time in the sun. Kayaking, Whitewater Rafting. Bungee. Fly. Bike. Run. Swim. Triathlons, Biathlons. My body is a temple. And I will worship Life as I have been granted. I will fire a gun. I will serve my country and I will look down upon those that have shirked that responsibility. Patriotism? No. Love for the people that comprise this word “country.”

From East to West. I will travel by train. I will touch the waters of the Pacific and I will touch the waters of the Atlantic. I will visit the North Pole. I will speak to the Haida medicine men and get in touch with Nature as it is meant to be. And Kokopelli will be my reminder that Life is Precious. Abundant. Painful. That a drop of water will bring life. Hunchbacked Kokopelli, doubled in pain and responsibility. Age old. Wise.

Tue, May. 3rd, 2005, 05:19 pm
+++ Owwwww…. +++
ok I got it figured out. Other than the swollen lymph nodes, I pretty sure why I was so dead tired was coz I blasted my legs. Blast is the right word. The declined leg presses wore my quads and glutes out. They’re sore today. *ow* I can hardly walk.

maybe it’s cancer… bleh

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Mon, May. 2nd, 2005, 06:29 pm
+++ i’m tired +++
this is weird. I went to cali orchard today to use my twice a month pass. i’m not too impressed. I started by blasting my legs. phew.

for some reason i’m really really tired. could it be coz my lymph nodes are swollen? I dunno. I think I better cut down on my protein. I only did 3 hrs today and it wasn’t as intense as my normal workout. I think it’s prolly time to take a break from the gym.

ok this week’ll be cardio week. that’s it. I promise. gonna see someone for hypno therapy. want to quit smoking.