got a call from across the sea
at half past two in the morning
woke me up from my dreams
the voice said
she's gone to sleep
she's gone to sleep
now a voice from inside my head
at half past two in the morning
kept me up from my dreams
the voice said
in all these years
where the fuck have you been
put the straw on the camel's back
at half past two in the morning
break it down on the ground
the camel said
i'm goin' to sleep
i'm goin' to sleep
--Anonymous @ Thursday, November 30, 2006
4 Comments:
if it't not engaging then why bother doing it? read, draw, write a script... do whatever that turns you on - you aren't gonna live a life just for the sake of it, are you?
go check out "gegen die wand" if you haven't already done so.
aah late thoughts..i generally hate them too much, they always manage to screw you up in some way..
But dont worry, the semester is almost over ;)
alright, but see... i'm in the university too, and so am i playing their game in exchange... but aren't we all? finding something engaging in the least engaging or at worst the most unengaging things... that's the art. that's the art of life, no?
and afterall, what difference would it make to differentiate one anonymity among all the others? we've encountered so many anonymous in our lives, how would you be able to tell who doesn't deserve to be one? at some point one anonymity might be putting all the efforts to place oneself closer to you but on the other hand those you treasure might be treating you as an anonymity in the same token... what difference would it make anyways i said.
you never know what you have till it's gone. beware of that. anyways, i'm just one mean and twisted individual in the folterkammer - i apologize for the bs. it won't happen again.
i know i would be tempted to leave another comment. but no, just so you know, i never wanted to break out of the identity of an anonymity. kindly expect this to be my third and last entry as the fence of my comfort zone is already burning.
but then again i apologize. the warning was indeed for me, no one else.
offering a brain,
but the angel was taken away.
shinning over the lawn,
but the winternoon was swapped away.
sewing oneself back up,
but the strings were blown away.
grim reaper was already dead when i arrived at the folterkammer, but it was indeed me who's chopping people's heads off.
no one else.
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