PENTRU T, ÎN ROMÂNĂ: RĂSPUNSUL MEU ESTE "NU"

pentru t: my answer is "NO". and it will always be "NO".

John the Revelator
Put him in a elevator
Take him up to the highest high
Take him up to the top where the mountains stop
Let him tell his book of lies

John the Revelator
He's a smooth operator
It's time we cut him down to size
Take him by the hand
And put him on the stand
Let us hear his alibis

By claiming God as his only rock
He's stealing a god from the Israelite
Stealing a god from a Muslim, too
There is only one god through and through
Seven lies, multiplied by seven, multiplied by seven again
Seven angels with seven trumpets
Send them home on the morning train
Well who's that shouting?
John the Revelator!
All he ever gives us is pain
Well who's that shouting?
John the Revelator!
He should bow his head in shame

Bye-bye
Bye-bye
Bye-bye
Bye-bye

Seven lies, multiplied by seven, multiplied by seven again
Seven angels with seven trumpets
Send them home on the morning train
Well who's that shouting?
John the Revelator!
All he ever gives us is pain
Well who's that shouting?
John the Revelator!
He should bow his head in shame

Bye-bye
Bye-bye
John the Revelator
Bye-bye
John the Revelator
Bye-bye
John the Revelator

prietenei mele de suflet care m-a poreclit "mustangul" - un carmaggedon, wilderness & freedom :)

o, ce veste minunată... :D :D

un film cu imagine, interpretare şi muzică (nick cave) excelente. realitatea oglindită sau filtrată de sticla ferestrelor, tablourilor sau a ochilor. de văzut. de revăzut.

return to sender

fetish

dressed in black

păstrezi şi-acum amintire
chiloţii mei negri cu linii decise
cuţite ce-ţi adânceau aspru palmele

nu mi i-ai dat niciodată-napoi
nici nu mi-ai luat alţii în loc
aşa că
veneam goală sub rochie
un reproş în plus
şi o grijă în minus

mă futeai repede şi apăsat
mă ţineai strâns
te-auzeam cum
scrâşneai în gând
“nu fugi”
în priviri aveai ace negre şi lungi
mi le treceai prin creier
şi mă înfigeai în pat
ca pe-o insectă cu trup de femeie
tremurai
cutremur de epicentru adânc
parcă te aşteptai
să plec
înainte să termini

la sfârşit rămâneam doar
apă sărată
respiraţii şi ochi

până la urmă am plecat
tu ai rămas o haină descusută
ruptă de pe cadavrul însângerat al
femeii cu faţa sfâşiată de melancolii şi orgasme

ţi-au rămas hematiile mele în piele
de-atunci te fuţi compulsiv
gândindu-te că
în principiu
sângele ar trebui să iasă din haine
cu apă rece

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publicitate

I don't forgive & forget = no redemption for you



"I read a book that was written in the 11th century. A man said that there were five steps toward making amends.

The first involved acknowledging what you did.
The second involved remorse.
The third involved making right with your neighbor. Like if you stole his chicken, you'd have to go and bring him another.
Only then were you able to go to step four, which was making it right with God.
But it wasn't until step five that you could really get redeemed. It had to do with being at the same place and the same situtation. That as it goes, you'd go and do something different.

Only I can't bring Abner Easely back like he was some stolen chicken. Certainly made sure of that 23 years ago.
And I don't believe in some God that's gonna open His arms to me even if I did. So there goes steps three and four.
And as for step five, time makes sure we're never in the same place twice, no matter how much we wish it.
Which is why, for me, I know I'll never be redeemed."

(Levity- the movie)

Un film OK, cu o atmosferă numai bună de sărbători

underworld

eşti dependent

de filmele horror

cu brunete care îmi seamănă

îmi spui că eu sunt

kate beckinsale

negre priviri furişate

şi colţii rânjiţi

a foame sălbatică

mereu ai avut talentul ăsta

să mă vezi mai jos de talie

acolo unde

mă injectez prin mii de ace

în venele subterane ale lumilor tale

suprapopulate

de cerşetori moi şi zemoşi

de fiecare dată în locul inimii

năclăit de sânge

un firewall ţi se zbate înjunghiat

eu te-ncolăcesc cu picioarele şi

mă arunc în lumea

ce-ţi colcăie tandru în prostata senilă

de-aici

corpul meu mitralieră

te străbate

cu toate celulele-gloanţe

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pentru că joacă o prietenă de-a mea. şi pentru...curiozitate

unbelievable

you burden me with your questions
you’d have me tell no lies
you’re always asking what it’s all about
but don’t listen to my replies
you say to me I don’t talk enough
but when I do I’m a fool
these times I’ve spent, I’ve realized
I’m going to shoot through
and leave you

the things you say
your purple prose just gives you away
the things you say
you’re unbelievable

you burden me with your problems
by telling me more than mine
I’m always so concerned
with the way you say
you’ve always go to stop
to think of us being one
is more than I ever know
but this time, I realize
I’m going to shoot through
and leave you

the things you say
your purple prose just gives you away
the things you say
you’re unbelievable

seemingly lastless, don’t mean
you can ask us
pushing down the relative
bringing out your higher self
think of the fine times
pushing down the better few
instead of bringing out the clues
to what the world and everything anger to
brace yourself with the grace of ease
I know this world ain’t what it seems.

the things you say
your purple prose just gives you away
the things you say
you’re unbelievable
what the fuck was that
it’s unbelievable

by emf

absence mode




între ziduri iarba
îşi scârţâie oasele
se târăşte pe burtă
ca un câine fricos
îşi linge lumina
scursă pe o felie
de coapsă


înăuntru somnul
ne înfăşoară ochii
cu bandaje stropite
de vise lascive


ne feliem sacadat


din patul cărnii noastre ciuntite
cad secerate amantele
părul lor încâlcit
ne astupă



nu drenăm dragoste

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Paris, martie 2007

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Regrete masculine

Intersecţii

Tango Argentina (the most beautiful dance)
"The tango lesson" (regia Sally Potter)

deep throat
autofecundare



îmi desfac inima
din staniolul arterelor
o rotesc
pe limbă
o ling abraziv
şi o strâng
în gât
ca pe nodul final


până ejaculează roşu
lumină încovoiată
în oase


aşa apari tu
fulger de carne
ţâşnind înjunghiat
între coapsele mele

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Un videoclip aşteptat...cu succes (The White Stripes, "Conquest")