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Thursday, May 15, 2008
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Princess Bride... the sequel
The Princess Bride has got to be one of the best books and movies ever made. It is one of those rare books that is equally good as a movie. Though I much prefer the book, well I am a bibliophile
, the movie is one of my all time favorites.
Many, many people have seen the movie. Not so many have read the book. Though you should... you really, really should, if you've seen the movie and liked it. If you have neither seen the movie, nor read the book, then I feel sorry for you. Let's get on the ball here people.
But, if you have not read the book I will clue you in to the horrible tease that appears at the end... a sequel! Yes, it alludes to a sequel... that was never written. Goldman wrote the first few chapters of a sequel as an intentional tease and slapped it at the end of some of the editions. So the true fans of the book and movie have pined after this alleged sequel for years, and those who have contacted the author have been told he has no intention of ever writing one. The creep! Grrr!
So a couple years ago, I came up with what I think would be a masterful sequel to The Princess Bride. For those who never read or saw The Princess Bride, let me summarize the plot. I would still suggest you go out and read it or see it because this summary will not do it justice....
So, once upon a time there was a young woman, Buttercup, and her farm hand, Wesley. She treated him very badly, but she discovered after a time that whenever he replied "As you wish" to any and all of her requests, that he was really saying "I love you." Eventually they resolved to marry, but as he was poor, he decided to go to sea to make his fortune before their marriage. Big mistake that, as his ship was attacked by the Dread Pirate Roberts who never leaves anyone alive, and so Buttercup was left to her misery. As a great beauty, Prince Humperdink chose Buttercup to be his bride and spirited her away to his castle. But (gasp), she was kidnapped on her daily ride through the countryside by three mercenaries - Vizinni the Sicilian, Inigo the Spanish swordsman, and Fezzik the giant. They had been hired to start a war between Buttercup's country and their neighbor, Gilder, by killing her. They took her on a ship intent upon killing her elsewhere, but what did they find but someone was following them! Inconceivable! Vizinni said (innumerable times throughout the chase) and so a mysterious man in black was introduced. First he climbed the Cliffs of Madness and fought Inigo to a standstill as the others escaped. But first, Inigo asked, do you have six fingers on your right hand? No? I am looking for a six fingered man who killed my father and stole his sword. I have trained all my life but still I cannot find this six fingered man. I am beginning to give up hope. Knocking Inigo unconscious at the end of their duel, the mysterious man in black continued his pursuit. He wrestled the giant Fezzik to unconsciousness before continuing in his trek. When finally he reached Vizinni and Buttercup, Vizinni warned that he would kill Buttercup if the man in black came any closer. Instead, the man in black proposed a battle of wits. The arrogant Vizinni must determine which cup was poisoned before they drank the wine and the game was decided. Unbeknownst to Vizinni, both cups were poisoned, but the mysterious man in black spent a year building a tolerance to iocane powder. Instead of taking Buttercup back to her castle however, the man in black continued their journey. By now Prince Humperdink had picked up the trail and was in pursuit. Princess Buttercup argued with her captor/rescuer, telling him that the Prince would offer any reward if he would take her back. The man in black laughed without interest at her "dearest love" to which she replied that she "never said he was her dearest love." They then went into a discussion about love and Wesley who was lost, and Buttercup revealed that she knew her captor to be the Dread Pirate Roberts himself! Just then, Humperdink rode up in the distance and Buttercup told the pirate that as he had killed Wesley, he could die too for all she cared, and pushed him over the ridge. He replied "Aaaas yoooooouuu wiiiiiiiiiish" as he rolled down the steep grassy hill. "Oh my darling Wesley!" she cried, too late realizing that it was not the Pirate Roberts who she had pushed but her darling Wesley. Thus she also plunged over the side, rolling rolling rolling down the steep hill to land beside him, neither of them any the worse for wear. It turned out that the Dread Pirate Roberts had retired and passed on the name and title to Wesley, who also wished to retire now that he had made his fortune, and pass it on to someone else. Continuing their journey, they entered the Fire Swamp... home to fiery gas pockets, lightning sand, and ROUSs (Rodents Of Unusual Size). Besting them all (admittedly by the skin of their teeth), they emerged on the other side of the swamp only to be captured by Prince Humperdink and his search party. To ensure that Wesley will not be killed (again), Buttercup gave herself up with a guarantee from the prince that he would escort Wesley back to his ship. Buttercup was taken away, but Wesley was no fool. He nkew that he was to be killed. But surprise! The prince's right hand man... had six fingers on his right hand! The Count is the man Inigo was searching for! When Wesley brought this up, he was knocked unconscious and taken away. In the weeks that followed, Buttercup came to regret her decision and begged the prince to send word to Wesley's ship. He promised to do so, but obviously could not. Meanwhile, Wesley was held captive and tortured in a most scientific way. Eventually he was killed by the prince in a fit of rage over Buttercups demands and insults. As it turned out, it was the prince who hired the mercenaries to kill Buttercup as he relished a war with his neighbor but had no excuse to inflame his people. So he decided that killing her himself on their wedding night would be infinitely more satisfying and inspiring to his people. Meantime, Fezzik sought out Inigo and found him drunk and hopeless on the eve of Buttercup's wedding. Fezzik inspired his inebriated friend to clean up his act with news of the six-fingered Count. Finally Inigo could avenge his father! But alas, Wesley was dead and they had no hope of assailing the castle. Knocking out the Count's only servant, an albino, they took Wesley's body to Miracle Max who was just lately fired by the Prince Humperdink. As it turned out, Wesley was only "mostly dead" and a pill would revive him, though he would not be at top form for some time. So using subterfuge and a "holocaust cloak," the trio made their way into the castle. Inigo spied the evil Count and gave pursuit, calling Fezzik for help in battering down a door. Throughout the battle, Inigo shouted the famous line, "Hello, my name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die!" Thus Wesley was left to make his way to Buttercup's bedchamber... don't ask me how... all he could move is his neck. Buttercup was about to stab herself, unable to bear the idea of being with prince Humperdink, but was overjoyed to see Wesley. She confided though, that she believed herself to be married. "Did you say 'I do'?" asks Wesley. "Ah, no... I think we skipped that part...." And thus tragedy was averted. Humperdink burst in on them, but was cowed by Wesley and meekly dropped his sword, allowing Buttercup to tie him to a chair. So Wesley, Buttercup, Inigo, and Fezzik escaped... Wesley offering to make Inigo the Dread Pirate Roberts in his stead.
So............... my proposed sequel to this fairytale masterpiece:
(The teaser sequel that was alluded to by Goldman was called "Buttercup's Baby.")
Unbeknownst to everyone, Vizinni did not die. Instead, he was removed by the Albino servant of the Count, who was incidentally Vizinni's cousin and owed him one, and revived by Miracle Max who lost a bet to the Albino in a card game. But because Vizinni was "very nearly dead" which is even worse than "mostly dead," the reanimation process did not work as well as one might have hoped. From the time Vizinni was reanimated up until and including the point when he died (again), he kept losing bits of his zombified self and muttering inconceivable every time. Upon revivification, Vizinni approached Humperdink with a plan. They enlist the aid of the son of the Count who went into religious studies despite the wishes of his father; his father always wanted him to follow in his footsteps. The Count's son resented Inigo for killing his father because it robbed him of his a chance to reconcile and prove to his father that his studies were useful. Together, the three conspired to summon the devil and imprison the soul of Inigo's father. Meanwhile, Inigo was assailed with horrible dreams of his father's suffering and was told in his dreams to seek out the Dread Pirate Stephens, who was actually the very bored original Dread Pirate Roberts who had acquired the gem wherein his father's soul had been bound. Wesley and Buttercup were ambushed by Vizinni and Humperdink when they attempted to rescue Inigo. Wezzik, Fezzik's younger sister, was recruited by the sons of Wesley and Buttercup to save Uncle Inigo and their parents. Fezzik had been named clan chief of his Giant tribe and so could not afford to go adventuring, but his little sister was more than willing to go in his stead. She signed on as a cook on the Dread Pirate Stephen's ship.... and smuggled the boys on board in her massive luggage. Battles with the various villains ensued... Forces from Gilder arrived with Buttercup's daughter to put an end to Humperdink once and for all. They were really quite tired of his machinations, and also their prince had fallen in love with Buttercup's daughter who was left at home by her brothers because "she was a girl." The Count's son had a change of heart and finally admitted to himself that he really never liked his father after all. He apologized and decided to travel the world, making up for his father's (and his own) crimes. The "Dread Pirate Stephens" decided to retire once again, and marry Wezzik as they had fallen in love and besides, she was an extraordinary cook. Vizinni finally went to pieces after Inigo was forced to carve him up to get the gem containing his father out of his gullet. Vizinni had swallowed it at the last in an attempt to give himself a soul and stop the decomposition of his body. Admittedly at that point, his brain was so addled by his state, he can't be faulted for such a nonsense plan. And what became of the Albino? He put on a lot of muscle through his adventures, his complexion cleared up, and eventually he became the new Dread Pirate Roberts!
So that's my idea for a sequel... add to it if you like. Maybe we fans could write a sequel ourselves and with Goldman's blessings, get it published???May 15th
"Saint" Cold Sophie is honored today and extra cold weather was expected.
The Argei Rites of the Vestal virgins were held in the argeorum sacraria, twenty-seven shrines located through out the city. These shrines were consecrated by the early Roman king Numa. The procession to each shrine was led by the Vestal virgins, the Pontifex Maximus, and a few magistrates. At each Argei, paraders paused to pick up a straw puppet made to resemble an old man. All twenty-seven puppets were carried to the Pons Sublicus, Rome's oldest bridge, and thrown into the Tiber River. It is thought this rite regulated the water supply for the coming year.
Maiae inuict is a festival in honor of Maia and Mercury. Maia is a daughter of Atlas and Pleione and one of the seven Pleiades. She is a goddess of the Full Moon and is honored on the inauguration of his temple.
The ancient Egyptian month of Epipi begins. The Netjer (deity) of the month is Wadjet. There were festivals of Hathor and Bast and the great feast of the Southern heavens.
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Audioslave
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Wednesday, May 14, 2008
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I am really beat, so I'm going to call it an early night I think. Not much to say anyway today, or at least nothing I couldn't say better when I'm well rested.
I have 1810 mycokerewards points and nothing to spend them on. The prizes they offer are lame with all the really good prizes well over 10,000 points. Considering you can only enter ten codes a day, and I've been saving up for about two years, it seems pretty unlikely that I'll ever have enough points for the best prizes. Also, considering I'm trying to give up caffeine, and then processed sugar (in that order), I probably won't have much more than my 1810 points. Anyone want me to buy you something at the mycokerewards site? lol
I'm down to one caffeinated coke every two days.
What's really ironic about my exhaustion today is... for the last three days, I had to go to bed early because I had to be up early for work. I don't have to get up early tomorrow, but I'll still end up going to bed early. Darn I feel old.May 14th
"Saint" Bonifatius is honored.
The Festival of the Midnight Sun is celebrated annually by pagans in Norway. The festival, which pays homage to the ancient Norse goddess of the sun, begins at sunrise, marking the beginning of ten consecutive weeks without the darkness of night.
Widow Robinson of Kidderminster, England, and her two daughters were arrested for using magic to try to prevent the return of Charles II from exile in 1660.
This is the 30th day of Payni in the Egyptian calendar. Thoth appears with Shu to bring back Tefnut. This is also the Panegyric of Isis. Osiris was found and Isis rejoiced.
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
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Writer's Choice Featured Question 4d
This is a very difficult question... mostly because there are so many eras I'd like to visit... so many mysteries of history I'd like to clear up... so many things lost to time.
If I had to pick just one place to visit though... it would have to be the Library of Alexandria before it burned. I can't think of a single event when more knowledge was lost to the world. If I had a time machine, I'd go to the Library of Alexandria and steal all the scrolls before they turned to ash. I'd have to time it just right so that no one was the wiser.
Of course, who knows. Maybe someone with a time machine already did that and that's how the library caught fire... someone covering their tracks. I swear! It wasn't me! I'd be more likely to go there and prevent the fire. I don't mind creating a paradox to preserve knowledge.
Of course, if I did have a time machine no doubt some officious little group would crop up to try and control time travel which means certain time periods would be strictly hands off. So maybe I could go to the Library of Alexandria, but only to watch events unfold. I could not stop the fire, and I could not take the scrolls. Ugh! Sheer torture! To make me watch all that knowledge go up in flame.
To be honest, I can't think of a single timeline where I'd be content to watch as events unfold. Every single place and time I'd like to visit, I'd be tempted to tamper. I'd go to the Salem Witch trials with an army of people with tazers.I'd for darn sure be hanging out near that grassy knoll.... I wouldn't go so far as to kill the infant Hitler... instead maybe I'd support the arts or snatch him and get him committed to an asylum some when. I'd see if Alexander the Great really had a unicorn (and maybe steal it!!). I'd keep going back in time till I found out exactly when the sphinx was carved and see if there really is a secret room under it. I'd warn the indigenous people of the Americas that the people coming on ships were not gods and their treaties were not to be trusted. I'd discourage Einstein from ever excelling in mathematics (he was very poor in it as a child)... How about music Mr Einstein? Would you like to try out this lovely violin?
In short, I would be a very obnoxious time traveler. I would not try to preserve the timeline at all.May 13th
This is the third day of Lemuria.
"Saint" Servatius is honored.
On this day in the year 1917, the Goddess in the guise of the Virgin Mary appeared to three peasant children in Fatima, Portugal. The event, which was one of six divine appearances from May 13 to October 13, drew worldwide attention.
Monday, May 12, 2008
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Writer's Choice Featured Questions Week 4
five questions for this week
(unfeatured questions stolen from the featured question chatboard, dated from August of 2007)Would you rather have someone hurt you by telling the truth, or lying about it?
hashbrownie
Would you rather be hated for who you are or be loved for something you're not?
sweet_x0_sins
What is one superstition that you always abide by?
the_green_day_authority
If you could travel through time, what era would you visit and why?
Jennie_Nguyen
What is your earliest memory?
mistysplitends
Answer any one or all of these questions in the coming week. I try to mix the whimsical with the serious here, so hopefully there is at least one question here for everyone.
May 12th
"Saint" Pancras is honored.
The annual Belgium Cat Parade is celebrated in honor of the furry feline, an animal sacred to the ancient Egyptians and often used as a familiar of Witches.
Aranya Shashti, a god of the woodlands, is honored in India with an annual festival. He is identified with the Pagan horned deities Pan and Cernunnos.
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Float
By Flogging Molly
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Sunday, May 11, 2008
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Socrates_Cafe: The Role of Government
Socrates_Cafe
Government: Too much? Too little? Just right?
What is the proper role of government?
It is an unalterable truth that no matter the form of government, a government is dependent upon the people it governs for its existence. Without people, a government is a useless construct. Governments and nations need people.
For this reason, governments exist not for the purpose of dictating rules to people, but to serve the people, to protect them, to provide for them equally. While the creation of rules by which a nation may be governed is part and parcel of governing any body of people, it is not the only reason a government exists. Governments need the people they govern as a source of purpose. People do not require governments for the same reason. People are entirely capable of finding purpose without guidance.
Long ago, people chose to follow the guidance of whoever was most inclined to protect them from neighbors both far and near. This can most clearly be seen in systems of fealty. From lowest to highest, people swore allegiance to whomever seemed likely to offer them protection and order. By giving their allegiance and promise of service to lord or king, people were assured that they would be protected from invaders and malicious neighbor alike. In this sense, people chose to give their power to extract vengeance to a chosen leader who would act as an impartial judge of the situation. The leader became the symbol of the many. Without the faith of those under him, a leader is just one man. But with the support of the masses, a leader or government is elevated to a higher, more than mere mortal, status.
Clearly, the place of any government is to serve the people who reside within its territories and pay it fealty (or taxes). Without the people, there is no government. Governments govern by the will (or apathy) of the people. If people ever decided to revolt, as has happened on numerous occasions in numerous countries, the government has the option of becoming even more oppressive or capitulating to the demands of its people. In this way, governments are very much like unions in that they must negotiate with others for the benefit of all. But still, the government exists as it is through the sufferance of the people who accept its leadership. And with that leadership, certain duties are expected... protection from outsiders, protection under the law from neighbors, certain liberties (inalienable rights) which are set down in law so there is no confusion... governments exist to organize and protect but not to control the people. Though their role fluctuations with circumstance, there should never be any question that governments would not exist but for the fact that their existence is convenient to the needs of the people.
May 11th
This is the second night of Lemuria.
In 1659, the Puritans of the Massachusetts Bay Colony banned all celebrations of Christmas in the New World after declaring the event to be a Pagan festival of superstition and "a great dishonor [sic] of God." In England, Christmas festivities had been banned by the Puritans seven years earlier. It was one year later, when Charles II was restored to the throne, that the law banning the celebration of Christmas was repealed.
The Eisheilige, or "Ice Saints," are noted from May 11th through the 15th in southern Germany. These "Strong Lords" bring unseasonably cold and/or wet weather. Their names, Mamertius, Pancratius (or Pancras), Servatius, Bonifatius, and Cold Sophie, are Christianized forms of the Swabian presiding spirits of the days. "Saint" Mamertius is honored today.
On the Isle of Man, Witches and Fairies are considered especially active. In Ireland, the Lunantishees are the fairy tribes that guard the blackthorn trees or sloes. No stick may be cut on the eleventh of November or May.
Today is the Guatemalan Rain Ceremony.
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Paint the Sky with Stars: The Best of Enya
By Enya
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Saturday, May 10, 2008
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Featured Question #272: Overrated? You betcha!
What is something or someone you find completely overrated?
hahahah! I just had to answer this featured question. Why? Because I think the Featured Questions are overrated! lol Most of them are completely innane, requiring little or no thought to answer. Give me questions that require at least a modicum of effort, please.
That's why I've been going through the Featured Question Chatboard archives and posting my own Writer's Choice Featured Questions every Monday from worthy suggestions that were never featured. Featured Questions... you and your choice of questions suck!
Someone I find completely overrated? That would be anyone in the Bush family tree. From senior to junior and wives and children. The entire Bush family is overrated. The fact that his daughter and wife are writing children's books now, cashing in on the "fame" of the President, is completely deplorable. Honestly, I wonder if they even wrote those books or if they weren't ghost written for them to give our sad little president a boost in the polls. But then I can be pretty paranoid when it comes to government "plots."
I just answered this Featured Question, you can answer it too!April 10th
The sacred marriage of the God Shiva to the goddess Meenakshi is celebrated by faithful followers in Madurai, India. Sacred hymns are sung and offerings of incense and white flower petals are made at all the temples dedicated to Shiva.
Tin Hau, the Chinese goddess of the North Star and the sea, is honored with a festival in Hong Kong. Chinese legend says Tin Hau, the daughter of a fisherman in China's Fujian Province, had visions that enabled her to predict storms. On one occasion she saved her father's boat from a terrible storm and in other stories she saved people from drowning. Chinese fishermen regard her as their protector and Tin Hau temples dot China's coastline wherever there are fishing communities. Her birthday is celebrated to bring safety, security, fine weather and full nets during the coming year. Seafarers adorn with their boats with colorful ribbons praising the goddess for past protection and praying for future luck. The boats are loaded with symbols of devotion and with offerings to the goddess.
Neith goes forth along the river on the 26th day of Payni.
Friday, May 09, 2008
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WCFQ 3d: A biography in ten songs
Writer's Choice Featured Question 3d:
Using song lyrics from no more than 10 songs, create a summary of your life. Elaborate afterwards.Disclaimer (The Offspring):
Ladies and gentlemen
Welcome to the disclaimer
That's right, the disclaimer
This American apple pie institution
Known as parental discretion
Will cleanse any sense of innuendo or sarcasm
From the lyrics that might actually make you think
And will also insult your intelligence at the same time
So protect your family.
This album contains explicit depictions
Of things which are real.
These real things are commonly known as life.
So, if it sounds sarcastic, don't take it seriously.
If it sounds dangerous,
Do not try this at home or at all.
And if it offends you, just don't listen to it.. . . .
. . . . . . . .
. . . .Mother and father, you were doomed from the start.
To you I dedicate this song....Ball Tongue (Korn):
There you are alone
With no hope of ever having something to be proud of
Something earned without begging
Yes, I know you're a person, a person, a person close to me
Who do you think you are? What more do you want from me?!
Why are you at home buried in your own self pity?
Why do you insist on living the life clean out of me?
Yes, I know you're the person, the person that took time with me
Does it give you the right to expect your life revolves around me?!
How much worse it could have been, I'll never know.
You parted ways with each other but left me the odd m an out.
You never talk(ed) with me... just at me.For You (Staind):
To my Mother
To my Father
It's your son or
It's your daughter
Are my screams
Loud enough for
You to hear me?
Should I turn this up for you?
I sit here locked inside my head
Remembering everything you've said
The silence get's us no where
Get's us no where way too fast
The silence
Is what kills me
I need someone
Here to help me
But you don't know
How to listen
And let me make
My decisions
I sit here locked inside my head
Remembering everything you've said
The silence get's us no where
Get's us no where way too fast
All your insults
And your curses
Make me feel like I'm not a person
And I feel like
I am nothing
But you make me
So do something
Cause I'm fucked up
Because you are
Need attention
Attention you couldn't give
I sit here locked inside my head
Remembering everything you've said
The silence get's us no where
Get's us no where way too fast
I sit here locked inside my head
Remembering everything you've said
The silence get's us no where
Get's us no where way too fastEmpty inside with nothing to learn from society.
Why bother being when I am just taking up space.Loser (3doors down):
Breathe in right away.
Nothing seems to fill this place.
I need this every time
So take your lies, get off my case.
Someday I will find
A love that flows through me like this
This will fall away, this will fall away.
You're getting closer
To pushing me off of life's little edge
'Cause I'm a loser
And sooner or later you know I'll be dead
You're getting closer
You're holding the rope and I'm taking the fall
'Cause I'm a loser, I'm a loser, yeah.
This is getting old.
I can't break these chains that I hold
My body's growing cold
There's nothing left of this mind or my soul.
Addiction needs a pacifier, the buzz of this poison is taking me higher.
This will fall away, this will fall away.
You're getting closer
To pushing me off of life's little edge.
'Cause I'm a loser
And sooner or later you know I'll be dead.
You're getting closer
You're holding the rope and I'm taking the fall
'Cause I'm a loser
I'm a loser!
You're getting closer
To pushing me off of life's little edge.
'Cause I'm a loser
And sooner or later you know I'll be dead.
You're getting closer
You're holding the rope and I'm taking the fall.
'Cause I'm a loser
You're getting closer
To pushing me off of life's little edge
'Cause I'm a loser
And sooner or later you know I'll be dead.
You're getting closer
You're holding the rope and I'm taking the fall.
'Cause I'm a loser.So I guess I'll be stepping out. Nice to know you.... maybe not.
Pain is, pain is, pain is all I got.
I deserved better. But you don't care if I rot.
Here to Stay (Korn):
This time, taking it away
I've got a problem
With me getting in the way
Not by design
So I take my face and bash it into a mirror
I won't have to see the pain (pain, pain)
This state is elevating, as the hurt turns into hating
Anticipating all the fucked up feelings again
The hurt inside is fading
This shits gone way too far
All this time I've been waiting
Oh I cannot grieve anymore
For once inside awaking
I'm done, I'm not a whore
You've taken everything
and, Oh I cannot give anymore
My mind's done with this
Ok, I've got a question
Can I throw it all away?
Take back what's mine
So I take my time, guiding the blade down the line
Each cut closer to the vein (pain, pain
This state is elevating, as the hurt turns into hating
Anticipating all the fucked up feelings again
The hurt inside is fading
This shits gone way too far
All this time I've been waiting
Oh I cannot grieve anymore
For once inside awaking
I'm done, I'm not a whore
You've taken everything
and, Oh I cannot give anymoreWait a minute. Why should I go?
You fill me with loathing, your gift to me.
You're the nothing you tried to give to me.
I'm better than you... better than you all.
I'll never get to prove it if I fall.Suture Up Your Future (Queens of the Stone Age):
I'm gonna suture up my future,
I ain't jaded, I just hate it.
See, I been down too long,
It's kinda hard to explain.
Done and buried all I carried.
All my evil is through a needle,
As it pull through the eye,
What was and what will are now gone.
Don't sweat it,
Thread it, to forget it.
To feel like you've already gone on,
To the rest of,
The rest of the life that you've got.
Take a picture and bury it all away,
Bury it all,
Away.
Tried to fake it, I just can't take it.
I don't care if it hurts,
Just so long as it's real.
I won't waste it, turned to face it,
I'd sharpened a knife, then used it,
Until bone made it dull.
Tried explaining, done explaining,
I got caught in the plaid,
All of this talking at once.
I've been giving my love away,
To the things that tear it apart,
I'm gonna suture up my future.
Thread it, to forget it,
To feel like you've already gone on,
To the rest of,
The rest of the life that you've got,
Tie the loose ends and bury it all away,
It's like this, its like this...And society's not much better than the example set at home.
You give me nothing and nothing's not enough.
Nothing's not impressive... keep your nothing to yourself.Child of vision (supertramp):
Well, who do you think you're foolin'?
You say you're havin' fun,
But you're busy going nowhere,
Just lying in the sun.
You tried to be a hero,
commit the perfect crime
but the dollar got you dancing
and you're running out of time.
You're messin' up the water
You're rolling in the wine
You're poisoning your body
You're poisoning your mind
You gave me coca-cola
You said it tasted good
You watch the television
It tells you that you should.
How can you live in this way?
You must have something to say.
There must be more to this life.
It's time we did something right.
Child of Vision, won't you listen?
Find yourself a new ambition.
I've heard it all before
You're saying nothing new
I thought I saw a rainbow
But I guess it wasn't true
You cannot make me listen
I cannot make you hear
You find your way to heaven,
I'll meet you when you're there.
How can you live in this way?
You must have something to say.
We have no reason to fight,
cos we both know that we're right.
Child of Vision, won't you listen?
Find yourself a new ambition.So I found something else to believe in...
something to set me apart from the hypocrites
and the big talkers....
something to laugh at because if you can't laugh at yourself,
you don't deserve to laugh at anyone else.Evil and a Heathen (Franz Ferdinand):
Words fall from my mouth
Like plates from shaking hands
Smash upon the silence
Of the smooth naked canal
I'm evil and a heathen
I'm evil and a heathen
I'm a heathen and evil like you
There's not a lot
Not a lot I couldn't do
I like how you pretend
That the end will be the end
So fill your thirst
Drink a curse
To the death of death instead
I'm evil and a heathen
I'm evil and a heathen
I'm a heathen and evil like you
There's not a lot
Not a lot I wouldn't do
Utrecht led me to the Sacre Coeur
Where the smoke curled round
Now the ice blows off Lake Michigan
When the ice blows
The ice flows knocks you down
Your teeth are black with wine
As you place those lips on mine
And the moon hangs heavy and forbidden high
On the night of our lives
I'm evil and a heathen
I'm evil and a heathen
I'm a heathen and evil like you
There's not a lot
Not a lot we couldn't doBut of course, I have my ambitions,
just like everyone else....
Paperback writer (Beatles):
Dear Sir or Madam, will you read my book,
it took me years to write, will you take a look?
Based on a novel by a man named Lear.
and I need a job, so I want to be a paperback writer,
paperback writer.
It's the dirty story of a dirty man,
and his clinging wife doesn't understand.
His son is working for the Daily Mail,
it's a steady job but he wants to be a paperback writer,
paperback writer.
Paperback writer.
It's a thousand pages, give or take a few,
I'll be writing more in a week or two.
I can make it longer if you like the style,
I can change it round and I want to be a paperback writer,
paperback writer.