IRC-Galleria

*inspired by placebo*
what are you?x4
make me confused
i am abused
make me amused
so i don't feel used
i've never used
your placebo
to feel great
but i did not use
your placebo,
for my own sake

your placebo
makes me yell for you to bite me
your placebo
in your placebo

wishing for trust
i didn't mean lust
but what can u do?
when placebo offers you?
i didn't mean
to crush u
im obscene
i didn't mean
to cause collapse, placebo

i mean it, really dead serious...
im sure there must have been a storm sometime where someone has died...

actually, what's on my mind today has to do with "FAITH", "Religion", "Psychology" etc. etc.
or self/mass/media suggestion(s), hypnosis, NLP or other...
man this will be a bit deep, but i hope you'll be able to follow.
im not sure if im going to round up by making a conclusion or say what's right or wrong, it's not really up to me...
i will present some views though, and i really hope to not offend anyone, so if you're a religious person, i hope you'll understand this is nothing against anyone believing in anything or anyone.
i just ask the questions, ok?
so, where should i start?

I have no idea about your background, but let's us assume for a second that
you have absolutely no experience of faith or any religious experience.
Can you try to imagine that?
ok, lets begin with analyzing what faith really is then, or what i might be, or how it might be used.
-what a sentence?:D
Just the other day i was watching this really interesting episode of "house M.D"
I'm sure most of you are familar with the show and you probably either love or hate it.
Anyway, the story was about this 15 year old kid that was "an instrument" of god. A "faith healer" etc. etc.
"Dearest child has many names", it's said at least...
i could analyze that one too up and down, but that's a different story...

so, where was i?
so you see...Some people seem to be "weaker" in the way that they need to belong to something and or somewhere.(someone?)
there's actually really nothing wrong with that desire, we were born as social creatures anyway. And then we have some others that need to own something, someplace and someone.
I will adjust and add more and more thoughts to this...my head is not working properly as i've got a temperature and will need to stop there for a second, some hours or a day:p

Ill, norwegian guy seeks assistant for care=)
required skills are as follows:
*kind
*generous
*able to move out the front door, hihi
*be an experienced practiotioner of soft medicine
*some other medical experience a plus, but not a requirement.

worktasks:
*go to store and get mynthons and the new donald duck;)
*practice soft medicine
*change files on the computer if i want to watch another show than the one that's on
and other unexpected tasks that may arise

salary:
*a decent returnfavor
*an adventure in getting to know me,haha
*the wonder secrets of soft medicine
*gain more experience for later...
and maybe more...hahaha

i mean it, SPV(yeah yeah, avoiding cursing)
there is soo much on my mind, but i don't have the strenght to tell u all about it cause im also still ill as hell...
wow, life is sometimes a decent rollercoaster...

im getting the evening temperature back up so im just hitting the mattress hard and watching house!=)
sorry if u didn't catch me today:D

Man oh man....
I'm ill you know...with high temperature and everything...And I'm still feeling happy as hell...
WHY?

i have no idea, to be honest. i feel i've gotten closure on many issues in my life.
people that hurt me, annoy me, misuse my blue eyes, simply use me for their own agenda etc. etc.
A GREAT many of them are OUT!
I feel fantastic!=)
and im sure it will go well at the doctors tomorrow:)
which means, on thursday or friday im off to workpractise!!!
YEAH BABY!
soon there will be rolling money into my bank account again...
oh sweet freedom(not my guitar)

more ramblings about everything later=) -Do what your horoscope says, dammit;)

I wanna scream your name to see how much my lungs hurt!
Apparently nothing can hurt me anymore, I'm immune by your torture.
Please don't spill my blood.
I can always go back to the war
I can always go back to the war

I won't spill a drop for you
I have my guns and am not afraid anymore
They'll never know what hit them when I'm back in arms
and not an afraid soldier, but a pure warrior.

Cause I can always go back to the war...
what more is there to live for, than to fight
for the right for my existance
to bring me the peace of mind

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WHATEVER,
thanks...

You think you've made it everything is going so fine
But then appears someone who wanna
Tear you down
Wanna rip you off those few nice things you've found
When and if you hit the ground.
Then it's falling kinda hard
Cause all you do is being yourself
Trying everything to succeed somehow.
But that's not the way things are right now.
Feeling kinda lost.

Those reasons
Those unkind words being expressed
OhÂ… they'll get to you I promise one day.
But maybe then it's too late for you to say
I knew it from the go cause you know
That's some miles away from the truth.
Don't forget

Hey what do you think of me now
Am I not like I once were
Still if you don't know me
What's the story of this pen*
I guess you're not a stranger
And I can tell you're not a friend
It might take a while but I guess I'll manage waiting till then.
Then when you confront me with your thoughts

You may think I don't notice don't get a bit hurt by what you do
I ask you to please think of
What I've done to you.
Please search inside and let me know
If I've done something wrong I guess I'll go
Far..hidden..
Never to be found
Just let me know
Then I`ll go
..then I`ll go...

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im sure u know what im talking about...

i wonder if anyone ever reads my ramblings;=)

3 Libras-A Perfect Circle

threw you the obvious and you flew
with it on your back, a name in your recollection,
thrown down among a million same.
difficult not to feel a little bit disappointed
and passed over
when i've looked right through
to see you naked and oblivious
and you don't see me.
but i threw you the obvious
just to see if there's more behind the eyes
of a fallen angel,
the eyes of a tragedy.
here i am expecting just a little bit
too much from the wounded.
but i see through it all
and see you.
so i threw you the obvious
to see what occurs behind the eyes of a fallen angel,
eyes of a tragedy.
oh well. apparently nothing.
you don't see me.
you don't see me at all.

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yeah yeah...