Jose Feliciano - Malaguena
Omerta
Saturday, October 07, 2006
Tuesday, August 01, 2006
Thursday, July 20, 2006
so ive got another blog
to post
away from prying eyes
a rhyme if you will
to solve at your pleasure
to direct you to the till
where my darker self doth leisure
there the 300 fell in battle
where none but two trembled
to this description belittle
the place into which many like me have tumbled
in an attempt to find release
through music dance, and of course, drink,
from melancholy, life's most terrible disease
but these are those who in the face of death, blink
and are thus not worthy of my new creation
enter if you will into this dark place, if you fear not temptation
to post
away from prying eyes
a rhyme if you will
to solve at your pleasure
to direct you to the till
where my darker self doth leisure
there the 300 fell in battle
where none but two trembled
to this description belittle
the place into which many like me have tumbled
in an attempt to find release
through music dance, and of course, drink,
from melancholy, life's most terrible disease
but these are those who in the face of death, blink
and are thus not worthy of my new creation
enter if you will into this dark place, if you fear not temptation
Wednesday, July 12, 2006
Tuesday, July 11, 2006
the great bard
through the voice of the immortal Hamlet
once said
to be, or not to be: that is the question:
whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
and by opposing end them? To die : to sleep;
no more; and, by a sleep to say we end
the heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
that flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation
devoutly ot be wish'd. to die, to sleep;
to sleep; perchance to dream; ay, there's the rub;
for in that sleep of death what dreams may come
when we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
must give us pause. there's the respect
that makes calamity of so long life;
for who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
the oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,
the pangs of dispriz'd love, the law's delay,
the insolence of office, and the spurns
that patient merit of the unworthy takes,
when he himself might his quietus make
with a barebodkin? who would fardles bear,
to grunt and sweat under a weary life,
but that the dread of something after death,
the undisocver'd country from whose bourn
no traveller returns, puzzles the will,
and makes us rather bear those ills we have
than fly to otthers we know not of?
better said than anything i could come up with
the bard will live on
as long as men can find solace
by finding similarities
between the agonies in fiction
and in life
then again
which is which?
go wsdc 06!
through the voice of the immortal Hamlet
once said
to be, or not to be: that is the question:
whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
and by opposing end them? To die : to sleep;
no more; and, by a sleep to say we end
the heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
that flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation
devoutly ot be wish'd. to die, to sleep;
to sleep; perchance to dream; ay, there's the rub;
for in that sleep of death what dreams may come
when we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
must give us pause. there's the respect
that makes calamity of so long life;
for who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
the oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,
the pangs of dispriz'd love, the law's delay,
the insolence of office, and the spurns
that patient merit of the unworthy takes,
when he himself might his quietus make
with a barebodkin? who would fardles bear,
to grunt and sweat under a weary life,
but that the dread of something after death,
the undisocver'd country from whose bourn
no traveller returns, puzzles the will,
and makes us rather bear those ills we have
than fly to otthers we know not of?
better said than anything i could come up with
the bard will live on
as long as men can find solace
by finding similarities
between the agonies in fiction
and in life
then again
which is which?
go wsdc 06!
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
Monday, May 29, 2006
darkness
is the absence of light
same way how
cold
is the absence of heat
but imagine
try to
no light
and no dark
nothing
a vacuum not by scientific definition
but just void
an all consuming empty void
sadness
fear
joy
hate
anger
peace
philosophy
love
friends
all consuming
like a black hole
maybe its a result of the darkness within me
but this emptiness perpetuates
till both light and dark mean nothing
heat nor cold
love nor hate
peace nor turmoil
all consumed
all definitions challenged
by that which cannot be defined
an infinity of nothingness
the centre cannot hold
so near yet so far
is the absence of light
same way how
cold
is the absence of heat
but imagine
try to
no light
and no dark
nothing
a vacuum not by scientific definition
but just void
an all consuming empty void
sadness
fear
joy
hate
anger
peace
philosophy
love
friends
all consuming
like a black hole
maybe its a result of the darkness within me
but this emptiness perpetuates
till both light and dark mean nothing
heat nor cold
love nor hate
peace nor turmoil
all consumed
all definitions challenged
by that which cannot be defined
an infinity of nothingness
the centre cannot hold
so near yet so far
