Sunday, October 30, 2011
My Latest Poem (Draft)
Skin is forming over the chicken-soup for my soul.
Thank God it's not the Shark-fin,
so it can finish what it started.
Scan the canvas,
not a navel in sight!
An Old Poem Of Mine
It's time to dress-up,
then make sure to mussel the mutt
and duct-tape the letterbox shut
incase the children threaten us for not giving them enough.
Then we can gorge on junk.
A sugar rush just for us.
It's time to make up,
a reason to make love.
A chase to the cut to share blood.
We can always summon the spirits
if we can't bare and grin it
or we start and can't finish.
Saturday, October 22, 2011
My Latest Poem
'Night-Guard'
The cave has no door
and that's where I come in,
as difficult as it is,
because the stalactites and stalacmites are at war
I'm brave and i'm a coward
On the inside and out
And though there's no gold here to be stolen or damaged
The place has got to be managed
and the boss likes to have a strangle-hold.
and that's where I home in.
Thursday, September 22, 2011
Great Poem!
Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.
Friday, September 16, 2011
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles
(An extract from the book 'The Good Psychologist' by Noam Shpancer
A story about an ancient ruler who summoned his wisest adviser and asked him, what does the World stand on?
The World, said the wise man, stands on the back of an Elephant.
What does the Elephant stand on? asked the ruler.
The Elephant, it is known, stands on the back of a Turtle.
What does the Turtle stand on?
The wise man tugged at his beard: The Turtle stands on the back of another Turtle. And what does this turtle stand on?
Another Turtle.
And that one?
The wise man threw his hands up in desperation: I promise you, sir, it's Turtles all the way down.
Saturday, August 20, 2011
Snippet From A Recent Interview With Josh Klinghoffer.
Yeah. A name no one likes. It’s our drummer’s grandmother’s name: Dorothy Hacker, or Dot Hacker.
It sounds like a computer thing …
Totally, but not really. We just picked that and it stuck. There’s a couple of songs of ours online. A whole record will come out, hopefully, soon.
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Two things in this recent statement warmed my heart.
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Monday, July 4, 2011
My Latest Poem
Friday, July 1, 2011
Monday, June 27, 2011
Friday, June 10, 2011
Suprised at the Big Fella!
12. And on the morrow, when they were come from Bethany, he was hungry:
13. And seeing a fig tree afar off having leaves, he came, if haply he might find any thing thereon: and when he came to it, he found nothing but leaves; for the time of figs was not yet.
14. And Jesus answered and said unto it, No man eat fruit of thee hereafter for ever. And his disciples heard it.
Thursday, June 9, 2011
Monday, May 30, 2011
My Latest Poem
Sunday, May 29, 2011
Class quote from the film 'Zeitgeist: Moving Forward'
Now it all goes back in the box. All those houses and hotels, all the railroads and utility-companies, all that property and all that wonderful money, now it all goes back in the box. None of it was really yours. You got all heated up about it for a while but it was here a long time before you sat down at the board and it will be here after your gone. Players come, players go. Houses and cars, titles and clothes, even your body, cause the fact is, everything you clutch and consume and hoard, it all goes back in the box and i'm gonna lose it all.
You have to ask yourself, when you finally get the ultimate promotion, when you've made the ultimate purchase. when you buy the ultimate home, when you have stored up financial security and climbed the ladder of success to the highest rund you can possibly climb it and the thrill wears off and it WILL wear off, then what??
How far do you have to walk down that road before you see where it leads? Surely you understand it'll never be enough? So you have to ask yourself the question 'What matters?'
Monday, May 16, 2011
Monday, April 25, 2011
My Latest Poem
A tempting to walk a mile in your shoes,
in less than twelve steps,
'Fast' as I can
away from the heights of ignorance,
only to be 'with'.
Saturday, April 23, 2011
Serj Tankian's new poetry book 'Glaring Through Obilvion' purchased. This is my favourite poem from it.
When is soon?
Is soon after noon
when the Sun pours itself on to all, in confidence?
Is soon after the Moon has fallen from the sky like a tragedy marked by magic?
Is it tomorrow, next week, or next month?
Was soon in the past?
Was your past soon gone?
This feeling of the elastic soon washing over me like a monsoon to the tune of absolute ruin, but wait!
The inverse of soon is noose.
Thereby, we are hung in time, by time awaiting soon before noon,
after June, barely making it over the grainy, trapped sand dune,
flowing always downward.
Who will turn it all over so that it may start again?
Can soon come again?
Was it ever really here?
Monday, April 18, 2011
Friday, April 15, 2011
LOVE This Track!
Dirtier than Rebecca Black's Saturday morning breath.
this is as smooth as a babys butt
and as dirty as an old man groping it
Monday, April 11, 2011
Well Said Mr. Tankian
Saturday, April 9, 2011
Well Said Mr. Morello!
Thursday, April 7, 2011
Monday, April 4, 2011
Thursday, March 31, 2011
Lemmy
Lemmy: Ah, that's fucking bullshit. I mean, we've just sold out every place we've played in America, and this isn't the first time. And the recession is reportedly biting everybody's ass, yet all of these 17 year olds have found it possible to come to the shows, right? So I don't know about this recession. I think it's a bunch of bullshit. I think it's an excuse for the businesses to downsize, as they say, and fire all of the people that they didn't like (laughs). And I think the banks are really, really bad people, man! The banks are getting away with it. Nobody gets put in jail. The government bails them out. Then they say "sorry" and start doing the same thing again. It's fucking disgraceful.
Monday, March 28, 2011
Thursday, March 24, 2011
CM Punk talks about why he is straight edge
"My dad was an alcoholic and my parents…we didn't have any money and I grew up really poor. I watched them spend all of their money on cartons of cigarettes and stuff like that and I didn't understand how if we were broke and we couldn't afford Christmas presents, why could you smoke all of those cigarettes? It's not like they are making you better…they are killing you. It seemed real idiotic to me."
Lars Ulrich: Actor
METALLICA drummer Lars Ulrich has been cast in an HBO drama also starring Nicole Kidman and Clive Owen. The film, called "Hemingway And Gellhorn", is described as "a drama centered on the romance between Ernest Hemingway and WWII correspondent Martha Gellhorn, Hemingway's inspiration for "For Whom The Bell Tolls" and the only woman who ever asked for a divorce from the writer." Ulrich will play Dutch documentarian Joris Ivens in the TV movie.
Monday, March 21, 2011
Church Of Ireland, Week 2 (General Gist)
The Call of Abram
1 Now the LORD said to Abram, "Go from your country and your kindred and your father’s house to the land that I will show you. 2. And I will make of you a great nation, and I will bless you and make your name great, so that you will be a blessing. 3 I will bless those who bless you, and him who dishonors you I will curse, and in you all the families of the earth shall be blessed."
4 So Abram went, as the LORD had told him, and Lot went with him. Abram was seventy-five years old when he departed from Haran. 5 And Abram took Sarai his wife, and Lot his brother’s son, and all their possessions that they had gathered, and the people that they had acquired in Haran, and they set out to go to the land of Canaan. When they came to the land of Canaan, 6Abram passed through the land to the place at Shechem, to the oak of Moreh. At that time the Canaanites were in the land. 7 Then the LORD appeared to Abram and said, "To your offspring I will give this land." So he built there an altar to the LORD, who had appeared to him
Friday, March 18, 2011
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Good aul HR!
by Henry Rollins March 7, 2011, 5:17 PM
What made me the most angry about Bill Clinton’s time in office was not his decision to frolic with a woman other than his wife but his decision to act like a Republican. NAFTA and the Telecommunications Act are but two examples of Clinton doing Reaganesque damage to America. Another was the passing of the Defense of Marriage Act, in 1996, which “protects” states from having to recognize any same-sex marriages imported from Hawaii or Massachusetts.
I thought Clinton was too cool and too smart for such homophobic ignorance, but I was wrong. In a country that feels the need to brag about its freedom, perhaps out of some great insecurity, gay people are still treated like second-class citizens or worse. America has no lock on hypocrisy—it happens all over the world—but that doesn’t make it any easier to live with.
So President Obama sees the light and says his administration will no longer defend DOMA in court. Being happy about that would be like rejoicing that doctors are no longer applying leeches to patient’s faces when they complain of nasal congestion. It’s not a bad thing, though, and about damn time.
In to save the day, to keep those damn gays in their place, is House Speaker John Boehner, who will put himself and his sterling reputation on the line to stand against the president, his insurgent gay terrorist pals, and their dreams of marriage and equal protection under the law. That’s a relief. When things threaten to become too constitutional, thankfully, there’s someone like John Boehner, owner of every third tear cried in America, to step in and attempt to push America back into the good old days of darkness. Rather than shoulder the awesome burden of creating some damned jobs in America, he goes for the easy cheap shot of going after gay Americans. Again.
Of course same sex marriage is constitutional! The right to be yourself, to pursue life, liberty, and property, is protected several ways over several amendments. John Boehner should know this. If only he read the Constitution as often as some of us do, he wouldn’t have bothered to lower himself to this time-wasting, pathetic attempt to invigorate his base of supporters.
Damn, congressman, we’re trying to get up the road here. Either lay out a plan for job creation for all of us to see or get out of the way. You are the Speaker of the House. Scratching around in the ancient dirt of repellent prejudice instead of tackling the real issues is amateur hour. You have a plan? Now’s the time.
Monday, March 14, 2011
Church Of Ireland
Luke 4:1-13
1 Jesus, full of the Holy Spirit, left the Jordan and was led by the Spirit into the wilderness, 2 where for forty days he was tempted by the devil. He ate nothing during those days, and at the end of them he was hungry.
3 The devil said to him, “If you are the Son of God, tell this stone to become bread.”
4 Jesus answered, “It is written: ‘Man shall not live on bread alone.’”
5 The devil led him up to a high place and showed him in an instant all the kingdoms of the world. 6 And he said to him, “I will give you all their authority and splendor; it has been given to me, and I can give it to anyone I want to. 7 If you worship me, it will all be yours.”
8 Jesus answered, “It is written: ‘Worship the Lord your God and serve him only.’ ”
9 The devil led him to Jerusalem and had him stand on the highest point of the temple. “If you are the Son of God,” he said, “throw yourself down from here. 10 For it is written:
“‘He will command his angels concerning you
to guard you carefully;
11 they will lift you up in their hands,
so that you will not strike your foot against a stone.’ ”
12 Jesus answered, “It is said: ‘Do not put the Lord your God to the test.’e
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13 When the devil had finished all this tempting, he left him until an opportune time
Friday, March 11, 2011
'Foo Fighters' have a new single with similar title so i'll get sentimental to a poem of mine.
"Ropes"
The first thing they do is cut the ropebut Mother holds you close
and aloft.
The second thing that happens is being shown the ropes,
all new ones
that don't smell like home.
The third thing that happens is being pulled out to war.
Keep your enemies close
just to keep your friends closer.
The fourth thing that happens is you pass the buck,
with what's left of your will,
then you plan your way home
The last thing they do is cut the rope.
Hope your next-of-kin holds you close
and sees you down
Monday, March 7, 2011
40 Days Without Facebook!
Monday, February 28, 2011
Morrisey Knows!
And in the absence of human touch
I have decided I’m throwing my arms around
Around Paris because only stone and steel accept my love
In the absence of your smiling face
I traveled all over the place
and I have decided I’m throwing my arms around
Around Paris because only stone and steel accept my love
I’m throwing my arms around
Around Paris because only stone and steel accept my love
I’m throwing my arms around Paris because
Nobody wants my love
Nobody wants my love
Nobody needs my love
Nobody wants my love
Yes you made yourself plain
Yes you made yourself very plain
Bump into an old flame and remember an old pain
"The L Word"
She was dynamite,with an hourglass figure
and porcelain teeth.
I was the perfect match.
She had an acid tongue
and a short fuse.
I was the perfect match
to rub her the wrong way
And blow it,
whilst on a trip from a drunken kiss
that did not mean anything
She had a potty mouth
and the shit hit the fan!
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
My Latest Poem
Friday, January 14, 2011
Monday, January 10, 2011
Link To A Cool Article About 'Californication'
Monday, January 3, 2011
My Newest Poem
'Pour Vous' (Poor View)
You give an inch, I flinch a mile.
You're so big!
I need a pinch
to make sure i'm not dreaming.
It'd be easier for us both if I had a bag over my head
I know there's a problem when it's YOU that looks like you want to get this over with
and i want it now more desperatly than I ever have
but I just can't bear to look!
Pour a solution on my wince!
What have you got to lose?