January 2012
17 posts
Indie rock and roll, why you so glamorous?
Livin' in a hip* paradise
The Wild Hunt
The Tallest Man On Earth
And I plan to be forgotten when I’m gone.
Eliot
Here we go round the prickly pear
Prickly pear prickly pear
Here we go round the prickly pear
At five o’clock in the morning.
Between the idea
And the reality
Between the motion
And the act
Falls the Shadow
For Thine is the Kingdom
Between the conception
And the creation
Between the emotion
And the response
Falls the Shadow
Life is very long
Between the desire
And the spasm
Between the potency
And the existence
Between the essence
And the descent
Falls the Shadow
For Thine is the Kingdom
For Thine is
Life is
For Thine is the
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper.
Listen
Pry it open with your love.
badadadingdingdingdingdongdangdingdong
People often think it's okay for your brain to do what your heart is cut out for
“I see no algorithm that will get me to any decent approximation of a Truth Universally Acknowledged.”
If there was a movie
About the two thousands
This would be a scene
You’re staring in my eyes
And trying
To pull of my skinny jeans
But they’re too skinny
Youth
“It makes me angry sometimes, it’s a visceral thing—how you come to despise your own words in your ears not because they aren’t genuine, but because they are; because you’ve said them so many times, your ‘principles,’ your ‘ideals’—and so damned little in the world has changed because of them.”
It’s awfully hard to be courageous.
Only Revolutions
“We’re the unmended, the untended,
cold soldiers of the shoe. We’re the neglected,
the never resurrected, agonies of the few.
We’re the once kissed, unmissed and always
refused. Because we’re the unfinished
and feared and we’re never pursued.
And just that easily, on my behalf,
I come around. Because I’m burning.
The beast of War feeds only on the meats of War.
And now I’m for carnage.
Here’s how my anguish frees.
Destroy everyone of course. Because I’m unwanted
and unsafe. And I’ll take tears away with torments and rape,
killings and fears not even the dead will escape.
Encircling the Guilty, Ashamed, Blameless and
Enslaved. Absolved. Butchering their prejudice.
Patience. Their Value. Because I’m without value.
I’m the coming of every holocaust. Turning no lost.
Rending tissue, sinew and bone. Excepting no suffering.
By me all levees will break. All silos heave.
I will walk heavy.
And I will walk strange.
Because I am too soon.
Because without You, I am only revolutions
Of ruin. “
Mark Danielewski
