(Thursday, May 29, 2008/10:38 PM)
insideEverybody's Here
Electrico
Everybody's Here
[0:53/04:03] [--|--------]
my my.
an english song.
after how long, i wonder.
but i also picked up cake.
but cake doesn't count.
and GLaDOS.
i hate you.
okay fine so you're angry at me for throwing your pieces into a fire.
of caged turrets and intellectually deficient spies.
hmm.
what else do i have to say.
oh yes.
i better get working on the translation.
but i guess no one wants to read it anyway.
oh well.
better than nothing.
after all, it's a once-in-a-lifetime experience.
I had a dream the other night inside my head
One of me that it seems I’ve always had.
In the middle of nowhere dark and cold,
I find myself all alone.
And everytime it seems like it never ends,
I gotta find my way back to get me out of there.
I had a dream the other night inside my head,
The same old dream, but then instead,
Of being alone in the middle of who knows where,
I saw another man standing there.
So I went up to his face and I turned and said:
How can I be the only one inside this place?
"Cos, you don’t know that everybody’s here,
Same old story time and time again.
You just never turn to look
Behind."
So I turned a little round and what I see?
A line of people waiting around like me.
"You’re not alone" is what I mean
"…or why would the line stretch to the sea?"
All of us adrift in an endless space,
I’m not the only one inside this place.
He said, "You on your own is what you see here
And it’s hard to see it any other way.
Now it’s time to open up your
Eyes.
Cos, you don’t know that everybody’s here,
Same old story time and time again.
You just never turned to look
Behind."
He said, "You on your own is what you see here
And it’s hard to see it any other way.
Now it’s time to open up your
Eyes.
Cos, you don’t know that everybody’s here
Same old story time and time again
You just never turned to look
Behind."
I’m not alone, it’s not just me here,
It’s not that hard to reach out to find your way,
Now it’s time to open up your
Eyes.
behind and eyes.
hm. signs.
oh well.
i had a dream another night inside my head.
(Tuesday, May 27, 2008/9:19 PM)
abandonmentso looks like i haven't been posting for awhile.
oh well.
to whoever it might concern anyway.
here you go.
good bye.
(Saturday, May 24, 2008/10:22 PM)
receiveTerminal station
TENMON & Eiichiro Yanagi
ef - a tale of memories Original Soundtrack 2 ~fortissimo~
[1:11/04:23] [---|-------]
well i went to fetch my mother from the airport today.
terminal 3 was rather interesting.
of automatic water fountains and wide open walking spaces.
and as i went back to terminal 1.
well this song just kind of hit me.
i'm just putting it up for.
you know.
show.
the meaning might be different.
but in the end it's all the same.
we're all on a road.
or a train track.
passing through each station.
one by one.
and eventually when the train stops at one.
everyone has to get off.
that is the terminal station.
that's what it feels like i guess.
but i'm not getting off with everyone.
because i'm by myself.
maybe the terminal station.
is also where everything ceases to continue.
and that is where i shall get off.
well i'm speaking in circles.
oh well.
time to get back to whatever else i was doing.
and leave this station i am currently at.
if there is even one.
(Wednesday, May 21, 2008/11:32 PM)
forwardand finally.
同恩 - 昨天我十五岁昨天我十五岁
你说我像含苞的蔷薇
我猜那句是赞美
有个性又女人味
今天我十六岁
我一个人过生日派对
我哭着想那词汇
原来你是想离别
为了你我不顾妈妈反对
我相信爱会给人智慧
当眼泪不自觉地往下坠
你像陌生人离开座位
我开始飞飞飞
像疯子追追追
认知中的世界全都是错觉
心里的音乐全站起来伤悲
我不停追追追
空洞地飞飞飞
这是我第一次碰触到心碎
我头也不回不想向谁下跪
骄傲的十六岁
还是要找妈妈的安慰
但我展不开双臂
只是显露出疲惫
爱情的第一页
绝对不是人生的收尾
我按下家的门铃
妈的生气要面对
为了你我不顾妈妈反对
我相信爱会给人智慧
当眼泪不自觉地往下坠
你像陌生人离开座位
我开始飞飞飞
像疯子追追追
认知中的世界全都是错觉
心里的音乐全站起来伤悲
我不停追追追
空洞地飞飞飞
这是我第一次碰触到心碎
我头也不回不想向谁下跪
我开始飞飞飞
像疯子追追追
认知中的世界全都是错觉
心里的音乐全站起来伤悲
我不停追追追
空洞地飞飞飞
这是我第一次碰触到心碎
我头也不回不想向谁下跪
昨天我十五岁
你说今像含苞的蔷薇
今天我十六岁
maybe this is another reason why i still continue to post.
whew.
oh well.
i hope you like your orange box.
no dedication or long speech or whatever.
i'll let the music do the talking.
happy birthday melvin.
(Monday, May 19, 2008/10:35 PM)
stillStart and Stay with
TENMON & Eiichiro Yanagi
ef - a tale of memories Original Soundtrack 2 ~ fortissimo
[0:48/06:10] [-|---------]
as i listen to this.
i get this feeling.
that everything is moving along.
everything, that is.
except for me.
it's like i sit there.
on a simple plastic chair.
and watch life go by perpendicular to me.
i see people walking by me.
each person so distinct from the other.
but each with a smile on his or her face.
it doesn't matter which direction they're going.
because to them, it's forward.
and forward is the best direction anyone can go.
some are walking.
some are running.
but forward is where all of them go.
and with them, the smiles on their faces.
they joyfully converse with each other.
as they share the walk down this same road i see.
that road shines before me.
no lost souls, no fragments of hearts.
carried by the wind.
even the wind is free.
it just seems to good to be true.
but who knows for sure, really?
and the curtains open for the final chapter.
be alive
take it
promise to find
yes i will
shining
wings filled with
wishes
fly high
make it
get to the new world
that i seek
someday
so i
believe.but that is what i cannot see.
and that is what i can see.
so let me be.
and i shall rest until i'm free.
(Sunday, May 18, 2008/9:13 PM)
reliefwell still not much to say.
i've come down with sort of a light headache/fever.
i wonder why.
and i still have work to do.
better get to it soon.
procrastination is not helping.
tomorrow is a
public holiday.
so maybe i'll get some time then.
well what am i saying.
makes me sound like i'm reminding myself out loud.
but i guess that's what this blog is for anyway.
and now i'm typing in threes.
there's a wonderful breeze.
blowing but i don't seem to be.
cooled at all.
what irony.
(Thursday, May 15, 2008/9:40 PM)
anticipationi wait unanxiously for something to come.
oh well.
maybe tomorrow i'll come up with something.
i'm such a procrastinator.
but i guess this is what it all will come to anyway.
(Tuesday, May 13, 2008/11:12 PM)
oblivioni really have nothing to say today.
so i shall stop here.
goodbye.
oh well.
it doesn't look any freer than before.
i guess this is what it all comes down to.
(Monday, May 12, 2008/7:07 PM)
restlooks like seymour is slacking also.
it's common sense anyway.
it's not over actually.
oh well.
i fixed my computer.
well actually with help.
i'm not capable of everything.
and that's good.
it means i'm human somehow.
oh well.
life's not getting any easier.
it's still as busy as usual.
not that i resent that.
but therefore i shall stop here.
(Saturday, May 10, 2008/8:25 AM)
utopiawell they went fine.
i don't have a knack for movies.
but art is art.
and i appreciate it anyway.
now.
that i'm done with exams.
i shall study.
i have come to realise how non-conformist i have become.
but then again.
it's not like someone will never bend.
to the ways of this world.
everyone bends somehow.
after all.
this force is too great for one man to overcome.
okay i am done with the bs.
here i shall cease to continue.
(Wednesday, May 07, 2008/11:50 PM)
quicki'll make this fast.
sometimes i wonder for who anyway.
Eyes still closed,
Sunshine shone
Through the curtains
Of my eyes.
I will run
To your voice,
Thinking you'll be
By my side.
You and I were close at heart.
Will you say that when we are apart?
Time went to fast
To feel
Your warmth
And love.
Never too wrong,
Your heart.
Always beside you,
That's all I wished for.
Never too sad,
Your heart.
Can't bear
Losing
My everything.
i've gone and lost it anyway.
hopefully i'll find some meaning in this.
after all, through all the twisted ways of entirety.
there should still be hope somewhere.
and i will find it. somehow i will.
(Tuesday, May 06, 2008/9:50 PM)
definitionso anyway.
i am not concentrating on this now.
some board's up on the stop i always change buses at.
only problem is the numbers on it don't change.
oh well.
close to useful, i guess.
after all time goes by faster when you're expecting something soon.
or does it drag by longer?
i told you i wasn't concentrating.
off i go anyway.
along the same old way.
living the same old days.
it's what i have to do anyway.
fine, for something's sake ill post a bit of extra.
Don't be in such a hurry
And don't try to know everything,
You just have to pass the time
At your own rhythm.
But, hurrying a bit to search for it
Might be good,
If you flow with the hourglass,
You'll fall back into reality.
The uncertain approaching future
And every overlapping moment
Happens only once,
So once you realise it.
It might be good
To put wisdom and courage
Into your brain without style,
It's my way.
The crossing images
Seem to drift from perception.
The miracle
Of the path you're heading down is
Slowly being approached
Along with the weekend days.
Let's go and win it at separate times.
meanwhile.
autocracy.
and.
that's it.
back to life.
filled with these crossing days.
(Monday, May 05, 2008/10:26 PM)
recuryet another short one.
oh well.
guess i'll leave all the ranting.
for later.
or maybe it's even better as never.
(Saturday, May 03, 2008/11:06 PM)
exuberanceuptown life is not something i enjoy.
but oh well.
people are like that.
after all some seemingly stupid things make you look better.
i need to come up with more ideas.
but oh well.
that's it for now.
and i press on, onward to nowhere.
(Friday, May 02, 2008/12:30 AM)
multipleswell not much time left to blog is there.
i'm at the 3rd step now.
and so.
from here i shall.
bid you goodnight.