IRC-Galleria

"If we could sniff or swallow something that would, for five or six hours each day, abolish our solitude as individuals, atone us with our fellows in a glowing exaltation of affection and make life in all its aspects seem not only worth living, but divinely beautiful and significant, and if this heavenly, world-transfiguring drug were of such a kind that we could wake up next morning with a clear head and an undamaged constitution - then, it seems to me, all our problems (and not merely the one small problem of discovering a novel pleasure) would be wholly solved and earth would become paradise."

ALDOUS HUXLEY
1894 - 1963

NP: Year Zero, Nine Inch Nails

Don't give a shit about the temperature in Guatemala
Don't really see what all the fuss is about
Ain't gonna worry bout no future generations and a
I'm sure somebody's gonna figure it out

Don't try to tell how some power can corrupt a person
You haven't had enough to know what it's like

> You're only angry cause you wish you were in my position
> Now nod your head because you know that I'm right — all right!

I should have listened to her
So hard to keep control
We kept on eating but
Our bloated belly's still not full
She gave us all she had but
We went and took some more
Can't seem to shut her legs
Our mother nature is a whore

I got my propaganda
I got revisionism
I got my violence
In high-def ultra-realism
All a part of this great nation
I got my fist
I got my plan
I got survivalism

Hypnotic sound of siren
Echoing through the street
The cocking of the rifles
The marching of the feet
You see your world on fire
Don't try to act surprised
We did just what you told us
Lost our faith along the way and found ourselves believing your lies

I got my propaganda
I got revisionism
I got my violence
In high-def ultra-realism
All a part of this great nation
I got my fist
I got my plan
I got survivalism

All bruised and broken, bleeding
She asked to take my hand
I turned, just keep on walking
But you'd do the same thing in this circumstance I'm sure you'll understand

I got my propaganda
I got revisionism
I got my violence
In high-def ultra-realism
All a part of this great nation
I got my fist
I got my plan
I got survivalism

You've got your pacifism, I've got survivalism

Olisit voinut soittaa mulle Jouluna... ei sun tarvinnut lähteä vielä... Ei todellakaan tarvinnut. Olit paras meistä. Annoit aina viimeisestäkin omastasi kaverille tai vähemmän kaverille. Parhaat menee aina ensin.

Ruhe Wohl!

I love this island but this island's killing me
Sitting here in silence, man I don't get no peace
The waves upon my shore take me away piece by piece
Gonna leave everything I know gonna head out towards the sea
Jump off this island gonna head out towards the sea

I love this city man but this city's killing me
Sitting here in all this noise man I don't get no peace
The cars below my street take me away piece by piece
Gonna leave everything I know gonna head out towards the sea
Gonna leave this city man, gonna head out towards the sea

Get miles away, get miles away, get miles away
Get miles

I love this planet but this planet's killin' me
Sitting here in all this grass man I don't get no weed
The sweat comin' from my pores take me away piece by piece
Gonna leave everything I know gonna head to the galaxy
Gonna leave this planet man, gonna head to the galaxy

Get miles away, get miles away, get miles away, get miles away, get miles away, get miles away, get miles away
Get miles

Yeah, all those stars drip down like butter,
Promises are sweet,
We hold out our pans, lift our hands to catch them
We eat them up, drink them up, up, up, up

Hey, let me in
Hey, let me in

I only wish that I could hear you whisper down,
Mister fisherman, to a less peculiar ground
He gathered up his loved ones and he brought them all around
To say goodbye, nice try

Hey, let me in. yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey, let me in, let me in

I had a mind to try to stop you. let me in, let me in
IÂ’ve got tar on my feet and I canÂ’t see
All the birds look down and laugh at me
Clumsy, crawling out of my skin

Hey, let me in. yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey, let me in
Hey, let me in. yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey, let me in

Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an off-hand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your hometown
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way

Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
And then the one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun

And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking
And racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in the relative way, but you're older
And shorter of breath and one day closer to death

Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desparation is the English way
The time is gone the song is over, thought I'd something more to say...

I fear that I'm ordinary, just like everyone
To lie here and die among the sorrows
Adrift among the days
For everything I ever said
And everything I've ever done is gone and dead
As all things must surely have to end
And great lovers will one day have to part
I know that I am meant for this world
My life has been extraordinary
Blessed and cursed and won
Time heals but I'm forever broken
By and by the way...
Have you ever heard the words
I'm singing in these songs?
It's for the girl I've loved all along
Can a taste of love be so wrong
As all things must surely have to end
And great lovers will one day have to part
I know that I am meant for this world
And in my mind as I was floating
Far above the clouds
Some children laughed I'd fall for certain
For thinking that I'd last forever
But I knew exactly where I was

And I knew the meaning of it all
And I knew the distance to the sun
And I knew the echo that is love
And I knew the secrets in your spires
And I knew the emptiness of youth
And I knew the solitude of heart
And I knew the murmurs of the soul
And the world is drawn into your hands
And the world is etched upon your heart
And the world so hard to understand
Is the world you can't live without
And I knew the silence of the world

-TSP, Muzzle

Kaikki a-ok. Kuumeilu jatkuu VIELÄKIN noin 37.3-4C paikkeilla iltaisin, mutta en jaksa enää mitata. Aion ignoroida sen. Kävin sellossa poimimassa Philipsin kirkasvalo-lampun jossa on ajastin ja kirkkauden & etäisyyden digitaaliset säädöt (top of the line-malli) ja se on massiivisen kokoinen. Aivan mahtava - keskellä yötä kun sitä pitää päällä makuuhuoneessa niin olohuoneesta näyttää AIVAN TÄYSIN siltä kuin aurinko paistaisi makuuhuoneeseen. Toivottavasti se helpottaa tätä kaamosmasennusta (ehkäpä jopa myös kliinistä masennusta?) säännöllisesti käytettynä. Tieteellisten tutkimusten mukaan ainakin serotoniinitasaspainon ja melatoniinitasapainon pitäisi olla normaalimpia säännöllisesti käytettynä. Henkilökohtaisesti tunsin esim. LA:ssa ollessa että oli aina suhteellisen hyvä olo koska aurinko paistoi aina. Tosin saattoi myös johtua BMW 330CiAc:stä ja Marina Del Reyn Ritz-Carltonista ja joka-iltaisista shampanja-illallisista...

Hmm, muuten, saakohan tämän tungettua sairasvakuutukseen - muistutus itselle: pitää kysyä lääkäriä kirjoittamaan resepti ko. lampulle?

Elämä maistuu. Pitäkää päät matalana!

Lock and load!

NP: Boston Legal, Season 2, episode 07.

Kuume alkaa olla hallinnassa (kopu kopu kopu). Tänään ei noussut yli 37C:n. Ja olokin vähän parempi.