No more trips to Grafton Street,
No more goin’ there,
To see you lying still,
While we all come and go.
No more watching sunsets,
It seems like summer’s holding on.
And no more standing quietly at your window.
No more driving down your road,
Wond’ring when you’ll be home.
And no more peace when they all leave
And leave us two alone.
And time we always lose is finally found here with you.
My love, I know we’re losing but I will stand here by you.
No more calling friends from the car saying “I don’t know when,
I’ll be there but I’ll do my best to come.”
No more letting you warm my hands,
No more trying to take it in.
And no more saying “goodbye for the last time again”
And no more saying “goodbye for the last time again”
And time we always lose is finally found here with you.
My love, I know you’re leaving but I will stand here by you.
No more trips to Grafton Street,
No more goin’ there,
No more sitting up all night,
Waiting for any word.
Nothing’s left that’s safe here now,
Nothing will bring you home
Nothing can bring us the peace
We had in Grafton Street.
Saturday, November 1, 2008
Saturday, September 13, 2008
Here's to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. They're not fond of rules, and they have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them; disagree with them; glorify or vilify them. About the only thing you can't do is ignore them. Because they change things. They push the human race forward. And while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world are the ones who do.
Jack Kerouac
Jack Kerouac
Sunday, August 17, 2008
The Dark Knight - Quotes
Gotham National Bank Manager: The criminals in this town used to believe in things. Honor. Respect. Look at you! What do you believe in? What do you believe in!
The Joker: I believe whatever doesn't kill you simply makes you... stranger.
Alfred Pennyworth: When I was in Burma, a long time ago, my friends and I were working for the local Government. They were trying to buy the loyalty of tribal leaders, bribing them with precious stones. But their caravans were being raided in a forest north of Rangoon by a bandit. We were asked to take care of the problem, so we started looking for the stones. But after six months, we couldn't find anyone who had traded with him. One day I found a child playing with a ruby as big as a tangerine. The bandit had been throwing the stones away.
Bruce Wayne: Then why steal them?
Alfred Pennyworth: Because he thought it was good sport. Because some men aren't looking for anything logical, like money. They can't be bought, bullied, reasoned or negotiated with. Some men just want to watch the world burn.
The Joker: Come here. Hey! Look at me. So I had a wife, beautiful, like you, who tells me I worry too much. Who tells me I ought to smile more. Who gambles and gets in deep with the sharks... look at me! One day, they carve her face. And we have no money for surgeries. She can't take it. I just want to see her smile again, hmm? I just want her to know that I don't care about the scars. So... I stick a razor in my mouth and do this...
[mimics slicing his mouth open with his tongue]
The Joker: ...to myself. And you know what? She can't stand the sight of me! She leaves. Now I see the funny side. Now I'm always smiling!
The Joker: [speaking to Two-Face] Do I really look like a guy with a plan? You know what I am? I'm a dog chasing cars. I wouldn't know what to do with one if I caught it! You know, I just, do things. The mob has plans, the cops have plans, Gordon's got plans. You know, they're schemers. Schemers trying to control their worlds. I'm not a schemer. I try to show the schemers how, pathetic, their attempts to control things really are. So, when I say, ah, come here, when I say that you and your girlfriend was nothing personal, you know that I'm telling the truth.
The Joker: It's the schemers that put you where you are. You were a schemer, you had plans, and uh, look where that got you. I just did what I do best. I took your plan and I turned it on itself. Look what I did, to this city with a few drums of gas and a couple of bullets. Hm? You know what, you know what I noticed? Nobody panics when things go according to plan. Even if the plan is horrifying. If tomorrow I tell the press that like a gang banger, will get shot, or a truckload of soldiers will be blown up, nobody panics, because it's all, part of the plan. But when I say that one, little old mayor will die, well then everyone loses their minds!
The Joker: [Joker hands Two-Face a gun and points it at himself] Introduce a little anarchy. Upset the established order, and everything becomes chaos. I'm an agent of chaos. Oh and you know the thing about chaos, it's fair.
The Joker: You just couldn't let me go could you? This is what happens when an unstoppable force meets an immovable object. You truly are incorruptible aren't you? You won't kill me out of some misplaced sense of self-righteousness, and I won't kill you, because you're just too much fun. I think you and I are destined to do this forever.
Batman: You'll be in a padded cell forever.
The Joker: Maybe we can share one. They'll be doubling up, the rate this city's inhabitants are losing their minds.
The Joker: I took Gotham's white knight, and brought him down to our level. It wasn't hard. Y'see, madness, as you know, is like gravity. All it takes is a little...push.
The Joker: [holding a knife inside Gambol's mouth] Wanna know how I got these scars? My father was....a drinker. And a fiend. And one night he goes off crazier than usual. Mommy gets the kitchen knife to defend herself. He doesn't like that. Not. One. Bit. So, me watching, he takes the knife to her, laughing while he does it. Turns to me and he says "Why so serious?" Comes at me with the knife,"Why so serious?" He sticks the blade in my mouth. "Let’s put a smile on that face!" And..... Why so serious?
The Joker: [to Det. Stephens] Do you wanna know why I use a knife? Guns are too quick. You can't savor all the... little... emotions. In... you see, in their last moments, people show you who they really are. So in a way, I know your friends better than you ever did. Would you like to know which of them were cowards?
The Joker: If you're good at something, never do it for free.
Batman: Sometimes, truth isn't good enough, sometimes people deserve more. Sometimes people deserve to have their faith rewarded.
Harvey Dent: You either die a hero or you live long enough to see yourself become the villain.
Batman: Why do you want to kill me?
The Joker: [laughs] Kill you? I don't want to kill you! What would I do without you? Go back to ripping off mob dealers? No, no, you... you complete me.
Two-Face: You thought we could be decent men at an indecent time. But you were wrong; the world is cruel, and the only morality in a cruel world is chance.
[holds up his coin]
Two-Face: Unbiased.
[looks at Gordon]
Two-Face: Unprejudiced. Fair.
The Joker: I believe whatever doesn't kill you simply makes you... stranger.
***
Alfred Pennyworth: When I was in Burma, a long time ago, my friends and I were working for the local Government. They were trying to buy the loyalty of tribal leaders, bribing them with precious stones. But their caravans were being raided in a forest north of Rangoon by a bandit. We were asked to take care of the problem, so we started looking for the stones. But after six months, we couldn't find anyone who had traded with him. One day I found a child playing with a ruby as big as a tangerine. The bandit had been throwing the stones away.
Bruce Wayne: Then why steal them?
Alfred Pennyworth: Because he thought it was good sport. Because some men aren't looking for anything logical, like money. They can't be bought, bullied, reasoned or negotiated with. Some men just want to watch the world burn.
***
The Joker: Come here. Hey! Look at me. So I had a wife, beautiful, like you, who tells me I worry too much. Who tells me I ought to smile more. Who gambles and gets in deep with the sharks... look at me! One day, they carve her face. And we have no money for surgeries. She can't take it. I just want to see her smile again, hmm? I just want her to know that I don't care about the scars. So... I stick a razor in my mouth and do this...
[mimics slicing his mouth open with his tongue]
The Joker: ...to myself. And you know what? She can't stand the sight of me! She leaves. Now I see the funny side. Now I'm always smiling!
***
The Joker: [speaking to Two-Face] Do I really look like a guy with a plan? You know what I am? I'm a dog chasing cars. I wouldn't know what to do with one if I caught it! You know, I just, do things. The mob has plans, the cops have plans, Gordon's got plans. You know, they're schemers. Schemers trying to control their worlds. I'm not a schemer. I try to show the schemers how, pathetic, their attempts to control things really are. So, when I say, ah, come here, when I say that you and your girlfriend was nothing personal, you know that I'm telling the truth.
The Joker: It's the schemers that put you where you are. You were a schemer, you had plans, and uh, look where that got you. I just did what I do best. I took your plan and I turned it on itself. Look what I did, to this city with a few drums of gas and a couple of bullets. Hm? You know what, you know what I noticed? Nobody panics when things go according to plan. Even if the plan is horrifying. If tomorrow I tell the press that like a gang banger, will get shot, or a truckload of soldiers will be blown up, nobody panics, because it's all, part of the plan. But when I say that one, little old mayor will die, well then everyone loses their minds!
The Joker: [Joker hands Two-Face a gun and points it at himself] Introduce a little anarchy. Upset the established order, and everything becomes chaos. I'm an agent of chaos. Oh and you know the thing about chaos, it's fair.
***
The Joker: You just couldn't let me go could you? This is what happens when an unstoppable force meets an immovable object. You truly are incorruptible aren't you? You won't kill me out of some misplaced sense of self-righteousness, and I won't kill you, because you're just too much fun. I think you and I are destined to do this forever.
Batman: You'll be in a padded cell forever.
The Joker: Maybe we can share one. They'll be doubling up, the rate this city's inhabitants are losing their minds.
***
The Joker: I took Gotham's white knight, and brought him down to our level. It wasn't hard. Y'see, madness, as you know, is like gravity. All it takes is a little...push.
***
The Joker: [holding a knife inside Gambol's mouth] Wanna know how I got these scars? My father was....a drinker. And a fiend. And one night he goes off crazier than usual. Mommy gets the kitchen knife to defend herself. He doesn't like that. Not. One. Bit. So, me watching, he takes the knife to her, laughing while he does it. Turns to me and he says "Why so serious?" Comes at me with the knife,"Why so serious?" He sticks the blade in my mouth. "Let’s put a smile on that face!" And..... Why so serious?
***
The Joker: [to Det. Stephens] Do you wanna know why I use a knife? Guns are too quick. You can't savor all the... little... emotions. In... you see, in their last moments, people show you who they really are. So in a way, I know your friends better than you ever did. Would you like to know which of them were cowards?
***
The Joker: If you're good at something, never do it for free.
***
Batman: Sometimes, truth isn't good enough, sometimes people deserve more. Sometimes people deserve to have their faith rewarded.
***
Harvey Dent: You either die a hero or you live long enough to see yourself become the villain.
***
Batman: Why do you want to kill me?
The Joker: [laughs] Kill you? I don't want to kill you! What would I do without you? Go back to ripping off mob dealers? No, no, you... you complete me.
***
Two-Face: You thought we could be decent men at an indecent time. But you were wrong; the world is cruel, and the only morality in a cruel world is chance.
[holds up his coin]
Two-Face: Unbiased.
[looks at Gordon]
Two-Face: Unprejudiced. Fair.
Saturday, July 19, 2008
Road to Somewhere - Goldfrapp
Walking down the Mercer St
Been a long hot summer
Rain like daggers coming
Down on me
Get a feeling it's too late
But alone, together, could
Be we might start it up
Allover again
Dream, dream you're not
Too late
Sweet road to somewhere else
Listen to the radio
Are you calling?
3 o'clock I'm on my way
On the road to somewhere
Little clouds like wounds
That blow away
Listening to the radio like a
Friend that guides me
Playing out every song
We used to know
Dream, dream you're not
Too late
Sweet road to somewhere else
Listen to the radio
Are you calling?
Bring it on
Come along
On the road to somewhere
Take our time
See the signs
On the road to somewhere
Been a long hot summer
Rain like daggers coming
Down on me
Get a feeling it's too late
But alone, together, could
Be we might start it up
Allover again
Dream, dream you're not
Too late
Sweet road to somewhere else
Listen to the radio
Are you calling?
3 o'clock I'm on my way
On the road to somewhere
Little clouds like wounds
That blow away
Listening to the radio like a
Friend that guides me
Playing out every song
We used to know
Dream, dream you're not
Too late
Sweet road to somewhere else
Listen to the radio
Are you calling?
Bring it on
Come along
On the road to somewhere
Take our time
See the signs
On the road to somewhere
Friday, July 4, 2008
Pinky and The Brain
Brain: Thanks for agreeing to meet with me; I really feel you're the only one who can help. You see, after five years of unsuccessful attempts at world domination, I finally figured out where I was going wrong.
Pinky: Brain! Time to walk the sponge again!
Brain: In short, I need a new partner, one whose might is equal to my intellect. In return, I'm willing to let you have all of northern Europe.
Superman: You're kidding, right?
[Later]
Pinky: He turned you down, didn't he?
Brain: Who asked you?!
Verminator: Hear me now, and listen laater. You are maaking me very aaangry. I don't need any fancy veapons. I vill destroy you vith my bare haands.
Pinky: Oh no, Brain, what'll we do? He has a bear named Hans!
Brain: The 24-hour deadline has passed, yet there has been no message from Earth! It is most curious. Perhaps I was too lenient.
Pinky: Either that or everyone's gone back to reading books.
Brain: Are you pondering what I'm pondering?
Pinky: I think so, Brain, but instant karma's always so lumpy.
Brain: Are you pondering what I'm pondering?
Pinky: Whoof, oh, I'd have to say the odds of that are terribly slim, Brain.
Brain: True.
Pinky: I mean, really, when have I ever been pondering what you've been pondering?
Brain: To my knowledge, never.
Pinky: Exactly. So, what are the chances that this time, I'm pondering what you're pondering?
Brain: Next to nil.
Pinky: Well, that's exactly what I'm thinking, too.
Brain: Therefore, you are pondering what I'm pondering.
Pinky: Poit, I guess I am!
Pinky: Brain! Time to walk the sponge again!
Brain: In short, I need a new partner, one whose might is equal to my intellect. In return, I'm willing to let you have all of northern Europe.
Superman: You're kidding, right?
[Later]
Pinky: He turned you down, didn't he?
Brain: Who asked you?!
***
Verminator: Hear me now, and listen laater. You are maaking me very aaangry. I don't need any fancy veapons. I vill destroy you vith my bare haands.
Pinky: Oh no, Brain, what'll we do? He has a bear named Hans!
***
Brain: The 24-hour deadline has passed, yet there has been no message from Earth! It is most curious. Perhaps I was too lenient.
Pinky: Either that or everyone's gone back to reading books.
***
Brain: Are you pondering what I'm pondering?
Pinky: I think so, Brain, but instant karma's always so lumpy.
***
Brain: Are you pondering what I'm pondering?
Pinky: Whoof, oh, I'd have to say the odds of that are terribly slim, Brain.
Brain: True.
Pinky: I mean, really, when have I ever been pondering what you've been pondering?
Brain: To my knowledge, never.
Pinky: Exactly. So, what are the chances that this time, I'm pondering what you're pondering?
Brain: Next to nil.
Pinky: Well, that's exactly what I'm thinking, too.
Brain: Therefore, you are pondering what I'm pondering.
Pinky: Poit, I guess I am!
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
A & E - Goldfrapp
It's a blue, bright blue Saturday, ay, ay
And the pain has started to slip away, ay, ay
I'm in a backless dress on a pastel ward, the shining.
Think I want you still but it may be pills at work
Do you really wanna know how I was dancing on the floor?
I was trying to phone you when I'm crawling up the door
I was amazed at you, the things you say that you don't do
Why don't you ring?
I was feeling lonely, feeling blue
Feeling like I needed you
Like I'm waking up surrounded by me
A&E
It's a blue, bright blue Saturday, ay, ay
And the pain has started to slip away, ay, ay
I'm in a backless dress on a pastel ward that's shining
Think I want you still but it may be pills at work
How did I get to accident emergency?
All I wanted was you to take me out high
I was feeling lonely, feeling blue
Feeling like I needed you
Like I hoped you'd call and hoped you'd see me
A&E
And the pain has started to slip away, ay, ay
I'm in a backless dress on a pastel ward, the shining.
Think I want you still but it may be pills at work
Do you really wanna know how I was dancing on the floor?
I was trying to phone you when I'm crawling up the door
I was amazed at you, the things you say that you don't do
Why don't you ring?
I was feeling lonely, feeling blue
Feeling like I needed you
Like I'm waking up surrounded by me
A&E
It's a blue, bright blue Saturday, ay, ay
And the pain has started to slip away, ay, ay
I'm in a backless dress on a pastel ward that's shining
Think I want you still but it may be pills at work
How did I get to accident emergency?
All I wanted was you to take me out high
I was feeling lonely, feeling blue
Feeling like I needed you
Like I hoped you'd call and hoped you'd see me
A&E
Monday, June 30, 2008
52 - Week 1
"It began the way that all important things begin – by chance."
"The wedding was in the country. Big house. Smart Party. We were looking forward to an early Midsummer Night’s Dream with bluebells and fairies and love like a rope knotted round the girth of the earth. Love wrapped round life. Life held safe inside a vow – I do.
Such an active verb…
I was half-wishing it might be me – in white, in love, insured against the future. Someone to call my own, though I know you can’t own anybody, but I am a bit of a stray dog with nothing written on my tag, and sometimes, when I walk past those key-cutting places that do engraving for pets, I think it wouldn’t be so bad to have your number on one side and my name on the other…"
"The wedding was in the country. Big house. Smart Party. We were looking forward to an early Midsummer Night’s Dream with bluebells and fairies and love like a rope knotted round the girth of the earth. Love wrapped round life. Life held safe inside a vow – I do.
Such an active verb…
I was half-wishing it might be me – in white, in love, insured against the future. Someone to call my own, though I know you can’t own anybody, but I am a bit of a stray dog with nothing written on my tag, and sometimes, when I walk past those key-cutting places that do engraving for pets, I think it wouldn’t be so bad to have your number on one side and my name on the other…"
"My mother’s only piece of personal life coaching was ‘lie back and think of cabbage.' My father likes to say ‘if in doubt, risk it.’ There were not compatible.
Perhaps I have been on the cabbage side of life for too long. All right, risk it."
Friday, June 27, 2008
Underneath - Alanis Morisette
Look at us break our bonds in this kitchen
Look at us rallying all our defenses
Look at us waging war in our bedroom
Look at us jumping ship in our dialogues
There is no difference in what we're doing in here
That doesn't show up as bigger symptoms out there
So why spend all our time in dressing our bandages
When we've the ultimate key to the cause right here, our underneath
Look at us our form our cliques in our sandbox
Look at us micro kids with both our hearts blocked
Look at us turn away from all the rough spots
Look at dictatorship on my own block
There is no difference in what we're doing in here
That doesn't show up as bigger symptoms out there
So why spend all our time in dressing our bandages
When we've the ultimate key to the cause right here, our underneath
How I've spun my wheels with carts before my horse
When shine on the outside springs from the root
Spotlight on these seeds of simpler reasons
This core, born into form, starts in our living room
There is no difference in what we're doing in here
That doesn't show up as bigger symptoms out there
So why spend all our time in dressing our bandages
When we've the ultimate key to the cause right here, our underneath
Look at us rallying all our defenses
Look at us waging war in our bedroom
Look at us jumping ship in our dialogues
There is no difference in what we're doing in here
That doesn't show up as bigger symptoms out there
So why spend all our time in dressing our bandages
When we've the ultimate key to the cause right here, our underneath
Look at us our form our cliques in our sandbox
Look at us micro kids with both our hearts blocked
Look at us turn away from all the rough spots
Look at dictatorship on my own block
There is no difference in what we're doing in here
That doesn't show up as bigger symptoms out there
So why spend all our time in dressing our bandages
When we've the ultimate key to the cause right here, our underneath
How I've spun my wheels with carts before my horse
When shine on the outside springs from the root
Spotlight on these seeds of simpler reasons
This core, born into form, starts in our living room
There is no difference in what we're doing in here
That doesn't show up as bigger symptoms out there
So why spend all our time in dressing our bandages
When we've the ultimate key to the cause right here, our underneath
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
The Dumbing Down of Love — Frou Frou
Well painted passion
You rightly suspect
Impersonation
The dumbing down of love
Jaded in anger
Love underwhelms you
No box of chocolates
Whichever way you fall
And if I tell you
Lover alone without love
What will happen
Lover alone without love
Will you miss him?
Lover alone without--without love
No, no I'll get this
I want to treat you
You're still not famous
And you haven't struck it rich
Underachieving
'Cause no one's receiving
This tunnel vision
It's turning out all wrong
And if I tell you
Lover alone without love
What will happen
Lover alone without love
Will you miss him?
Love alone without, without love
Music is worthless, unless it can
Make a complete stranger
Break down and cry
And if I tell you
Lover alone without love
And what will happen
Lover alone without love
And will you listen
Lover alone without, without love
Without love
Without love
You rightly suspect
Impersonation
The dumbing down of love
Jaded in anger
Love underwhelms you
No box of chocolates
Whichever way you fall
And if I tell you
Lover alone without love
What will happen
Lover alone without love
Will you miss him?
Lover alone without--without love
No, no I'll get this
I want to treat you
You're still not famous
And you haven't struck it rich
Underachieving
'Cause no one's receiving
This tunnel vision
It's turning out all wrong
And if I tell you
Lover alone without love
What will happen
Lover alone without love
Will you miss him?
Love alone without, without love
Music is worthless, unless it can
Make a complete stranger
Break down and cry
And if I tell you
Lover alone without love
And what will happen
Lover alone without love
And will you listen
Lover alone without, without love
Without love
Without love
Saturday, May 17, 2008
Things you say when falling
Down, down, down. Would the fall NEVER come to an end! `I wonder how many miles I've fallen by this time?' she said aloud. `I must be getting somewhere near the centre of the earth. Let me see: that would be four thousand miles down, I think--' (for, you see, Alice had learnt several things of this sort in her lessons in the schoolroom, and though this was not a VERY good opportunity for showing off her knowledge, as there was no one to listen to her, still it was good practice to say it over) `--yes, that's about the right distance--but then I wonder what Latitude or Longitude I've got to?' (Alice had no idea what Latitude was, or Longitude either, but thought they were nice grand words to say.)
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Death at a Funeral
Daniel : He may not have been a perfect man, but he was a good man, and he loved us. All I wanted to do today was to give him a dignified send-off. Is that really so much to ask? So, maybe, maybe he had some things he liked to do. Life isn't simple, it's complicated. We're all just thrown in here together, in a world full of chaos and confusion, a world full of questions and no answers, death always lingering around the corner, and we do our best. We can't only do our best, and my dad did his best. He always tried to tell me that you have to go for what you want in life because you never know how long you're going to be here. And whether you succeed or you fail, the most important thing is to have tried. And apparently no one will guide you in the right direction, in the end you have to learn for yourself. You have to grow up yourself. So when you all leave here today, I would like you to remember my father for who he really was: a decent, loving man. If only we could be as giving and generous and as understanding as my father was. Then the world would be a far better place.
Love is a Losing Game — Amy Winehouse
For you I was the flame,
Love is a losing game
Five story fire as you came,
Love is losing game
One I wish I never played,
Oh, what a mess we made
And now the final frame,
Love is a losing game
Played out by the band,
Love is a losing hand
More than I could stand,
Love is a losing hand
Self professed and profound
Tilter tips were down
Know you’re a gambling man
Love is a losing hand
Tho' I battled blind,
Love is a fate resigned
Memories mar my mind,
Love is a fate resigned
Over futile odds,
And laughed at by the Gods
And now the final frame,
Love is a losing game
Love is a losing game
Five story fire as you came,
Love is losing game
One I wish I never played,
Oh, what a mess we made
And now the final frame,
Love is a losing game
Played out by the band,
Love is a losing hand
More than I could stand,
Love is a losing hand
Self professed and profound
Tilter tips were down
Know you’re a gambling man
Love is a losing hand
Tho' I battled blind,
Love is a fate resigned
Memories mar my mind,
Love is a fate resigned
Over futile odds,
And laughed at by the Gods
And now the final frame,
Love is a losing game
Friday, May 2, 2008
A.I.
JOE
Wait! What if the blue fairy isn't real at all, David? What if she's magic? The supernatural is the hidden web that unites the universe. Only orga believe what cannot be seen or measured. It is that oddness that separates our species. Or what if the Blue Fairy is an electronic parasite that has arisen to hold the minds of artificial intelligence? They hate us, you know? The humans...They'll stop at nothing.
DAVID
My Mommy doesn't hate me! Because I'm special, and...unique! Because there has never been anyone like me before! Ever! Mommy loves Martin because he is real and when I am real, Mommy's going to read to me, and tuck me in my bed, and sing to me, and listen to what I say, and she will cuddle with me, and tell me every day a hundred times a day that she loves me!
JOE
She loves what you do for her, as my customers love what it is I do for them. But she does not love you David, she cannot love you. You are neither flesh, nor blood. You are not a dog, a cat or a canary. You were designed and built specific, like the rest of us. And you are alone now only because they tired of you, or replaced you with a younger model, or were displeased with something you said, or broke. They made us too smart, too quick, and too many. We are suffering for the mistakes they made because when the end comes, all that will be left is us. That's why they hate us, and that is why you must stay here, with me.
DAVID
Goodbye, Joe.
Wait! What if the blue fairy isn't real at all, David? What if she's magic? The supernatural is the hidden web that unites the universe. Only orga believe what cannot be seen or measured. It is that oddness that separates our species. Or what if the Blue Fairy is an electronic parasite that has arisen to hold the minds of artificial intelligence? They hate us, you know? The humans...They'll stop at nothing.
DAVID
My Mommy doesn't hate me! Because I'm special, and...unique! Because there has never been anyone like me before! Ever! Mommy loves Martin because he is real and when I am real, Mommy's going to read to me, and tuck me in my bed, and sing to me, and listen to what I say, and she will cuddle with me, and tell me every day a hundred times a day that she loves me!
JOE
She loves what you do for her, as my customers love what it is I do for them. But she does not love you David, she cannot love you. You are neither flesh, nor blood. You are not a dog, a cat or a canary. You were designed and built specific, like the rest of us. And you are alone now only because they tired of you, or replaced you with a younger model, or were displeased with something you said, or broke. They made us too smart, too quick, and too many. We are suffering for the mistakes they made because when the end comes, all that will be left is us. That's why they hate us, and that is why you must stay here, with me.
DAVID
Goodbye, Joe.
***
HOBBY
Monday, March 31, 2008
This is the Thing — Fink
I don't know if you noticed anything different
It's getting dark and it's getting cold and the nights are getting long
I don't know if you even noticed at all
That I'm long gone baby, I'm long gone
And the things that keep us apart keep me alive and
The things that keep me alive keep me alone
This is the thing
I don't know if you notice anything missing
Like the leaves on the trees or my clothes all over the floor
I don't know if you'll even notice at all
Coz I was real quiet when I closed the door
And the things that keep us apart keep me alive and
The things that keep me alive keep me alone
This is the thing
I don't know if you notice anything different
I don't know if you even notice at all
I don't know if you notice anything missing
This is the thing
It's getting dark and it's getting cold and the nights are getting long
I don't know if you even noticed at all
That I'm long gone baby, I'm long gone
And the things that keep us apart keep me alive and
The things that keep me alive keep me alone
This is the thing
I don't know if you notice anything missing
Like the leaves on the trees or my clothes all over the floor
I don't know if you'll even notice at all
Coz I was real quiet when I closed the door
And the things that keep us apart keep me alive and
The things that keep me alive keep me alone
This is the thing
I don't know if you notice anything different
I don't know if you even notice at all
I don't know if you notice anything missing
This is the thing
Monday, March 24, 2008
Blueberry Pancakes — Fink
I really miss your blueberry pancakes
I don't buy maple syrup in Asda no more
Sunday morning cooking em up
wearing my t-shirt, I'm lifting it up
And now I'm in the Holly Bush baby, the Holly Bush
The Holly Bush baby
Sitting at the table where it all began for us...
And everything else is momentary and
Everything else just stops
I'll have another pint of Stella please Brooke
And I remember before this place was so cool and so full and
I remember you wearing a yellow t-shirt
and you had a friend, I was dying to meet her and we did
back in the day
And now I'm in the Holly Bush baby, the Holly Bush
The Holly Bush baby
Sitting at the table where it all began for us...
And everything else is momentary and
Everything else just stops
Everyone else is secondary
Everyone else is temporary
and I read into the letter that is filled with beauty
the beauty of what was, what is, and what won't be
Sitting at the table where it all began for us...
Sitting at the table where it all began for us...
Sitting at the table where it all began for us...
Sitting at the table where it all began for us...
I don't buy maple syrup in Asda no more
Sunday morning cooking em up
wearing my t-shirt, I'm lifting it up
And now I'm in the Holly Bush baby, the Holly Bush
The Holly Bush baby
Sitting at the table where it all began for us...
And everything else is momentary and
Everything else just stops
I'll have another pint of Stella please Brooke
And I remember before this place was so cool and so full and
I remember you wearing a yellow t-shirt
and you had a friend, I was dying to meet her and we did
back in the day
And now I'm in the Holly Bush baby, the Holly Bush
The Holly Bush baby
Sitting at the table where it all began for us...
And everything else is momentary and
Everything else just stops
Everyone else is secondary
Everyone else is temporary
and I read into the letter that is filled with beauty
the beauty of what was, what is, and what won't be
Sitting at the table where it all began for us...
Sitting at the table where it all began for us...
Sitting at the table where it all began for us...
Sitting at the table where it all began for us...
Little Blue Mailbox — Fink
Little blue mailbox, wonder if you'll have the next letter
Little blue mailbox, wonder if you'll ever make me feel better
Looking at the streetlight, when it's lit there'll be a night waiting
I fumble with the paper, see the words you wrote are already fading
I've been waiting all this time for a letter
My insides shaking, will this feeling last forever
I've been waiting
Staring in the mirror did you find another true beauty
A girl with blue eyes and
A girl who's never tired and moody
Time on my mind, it's a funny thing
I just wanna hear you
The words that you sent are the only thing that makes me feel near you
I've been waiting all this time for a letter
My insides shaking, will this feeling last forever
I've been waiting
I've been waiting
Little blue mailbox, wonder if you'll ever make me feel better
Looking at the streetlight, when it's lit there'll be a night waiting
I fumble with the paper, see the words you wrote are already fading
I've been waiting all this time for a letter
My insides shaking, will this feeling last forever
I've been waiting
Staring in the mirror did you find another true beauty
A girl with blue eyes and
A girl who's never tired and moody
Time on my mind, it's a funny thing
I just wanna hear you
The words that you sent are the only thing that makes me feel near you
I've been waiting all this time for a letter
My insides shaking, will this feeling last forever
I've been waiting
I've been waiting
Friday, March 21, 2008
Macbeth - Shakespeare
"Canst thou not minister to a mind diseas'd,
Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow,
Raze out the written troubles of the brain,
And with some sweet oblivious antidote
Cleanse the stuff'd bosom of that perilous stuff
Which weighs upon the heart?"
Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow,
Raze out the written troubles of the brain,
And with some sweet oblivious antidote
Cleanse the stuff'd bosom of that perilous stuff
Which weighs upon the heart?"
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Naked as We came — Iron and Wine
She says "wake up, it's no use pretending"
I'll keep stealing, breathing her.
Birds are leaving over autumn's ending
One of us will die inside these arms
Eyes wide open, naked as we came
One will spread our ashes 'round the yard
She says "If I leave before you, darling
Don't you waste me in the ground"
I lay smiling like our sleeping children
One of us will die inside these arms
Eyes wide open, naked as we came
One will spread our ashes round the yard.
I'll keep stealing, breathing her.
Birds are leaving over autumn's ending
One of us will die inside these arms
Eyes wide open, naked as we came
One will spread our ashes 'round the yard
She says "If I leave before you, darling
Don't you waste me in the ground"
I lay smiling like our sleeping children
One of us will die inside these arms
Eyes wide open, naked as we came
One will spread our ashes round the yard.
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Uncyclopedia on God
On his biography —
"God was never born. He just always existed. He also won't die. This sort of makes writing a biography an endless torment. So we won't."
"Since the 19th century, some have claimed God is dead. However, in 2005 FOX news refuted this claim with recent footage of God, saving us writing time. Also, he appeared to give His full unconditional support of the Republican party in the year 2004."
On his appearance —
"God is often said to look like the stranger in the mirror, but forgotten prophet Zoab wrote several unique aspects of the immortal being, such as the following description of what God looked like:
First we can state that God has a beard, as this is a commonly known truth and all theologists of all people agree with this by nature. But a fact that is overlooked by most theologists is that God only has one hand. People always talk about "THE hand of God" and never say "a hand of God" or "one of God's hands". This also explains why people who are praying put their hands against each other: they do this to be respectful towards God, as the people would appear to have just one hand too. It would be a huge disruptance of the cosmic order if a mortal appeared to have more hands than God himself. This explains why we are not allowed to depict God: if we were, people would notice He has only one hand. As playing dice is easier with two hands than with one, this also explains why God does not play dice (except in those cases when he does)."
On Proof of God's identity —
Nobody is perfect,
Perfect is God only;
Therefore, God is Nobody.
Therefore, He does not exist.
or
God is love.
Love is blind.
Ray Charles is blind.
Therefore, Ray Charles is God.
or
I stink, therefore I am,
Thus the less you stink the less real you are.
Cleanliness is next to godliness;
The cleaner you are the less you stink,
Therefore God doesn't exist.
And last but not least —
The holy wrath of God.
"God was never born. He just always existed. He also won't die. This sort of makes writing a biography an endless torment. So we won't."
"Since the 19th century, some have claimed God is dead. However, in 2005 FOX news refuted this claim with recent footage of God, saving us writing time. Also, he appeared to give His full unconditional support of the Republican party in the year 2004."
On his appearance —
"God is often said to look like the stranger in the mirror, but forgotten prophet Zoab wrote several unique aspects of the immortal being, such as the following description of what God looked like:
First we can state that God has a beard, as this is a commonly known truth and all theologists of all people agree with this by nature. But a fact that is overlooked by most theologists is that God only has one hand. People always talk about "THE hand of God" and never say "a hand of God" or "one of God's hands". This also explains why people who are praying put their hands against each other: they do this to be respectful towards God, as the people would appear to have just one hand too. It would be a huge disruptance of the cosmic order if a mortal appeared to have more hands than God himself. This explains why we are not allowed to depict God: if we were, people would notice He has only one hand. As playing dice is easier with two hands than with one, this also explains why God does not play dice (except in those cases when he does)."
On Proof of God's identity —
Nobody is perfect,
Perfect is God only;
Therefore, God is Nobody.
Therefore, He does not exist.
or
God is love.
Love is blind.
Ray Charles is blind.
Therefore, Ray Charles is God.
or
I stink, therefore I am,
Thus the less you stink the less real you are.
Cleanliness is next to godliness;
The cleaner you are the less you stink,
Therefore God doesn't exist.
And last but not least —
The holy wrath of God.
One of these mornings — Moby
One of these mornings
Won't be very long
You will look for me
And I'll be gone .
Won't be very long
You will look for me
And I'll be gone .
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