Feeling : nice
Listening to : stairway to heaven - led zeppelin
got this from a site...
Stairway to heaven
Led Zeppeling
E-------5-7-----7-|-8-----8-2-----2-|-0---------0-----|-----------------|
B-----5-----5-----|---5-------3-----|---1---1-----1---|-0-1-1-----------|
G---5---------5---|-----5-------2---|-----2---------2-|-0-2-2-----------|
D-7-------6-------|-5-------4-------|-3---------------|-----------------|
A-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-2-0-0---0--/8-7-|
E-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
E---------7-----7-|-8-----8-2-----2-|-0---------0-----|-----------------|
B-------5---5-----|---5-------3-----|---1---1-----1---|-0-1-1-----------|
G-----5-------5---|-----5-------2---|-----2---------2-|-0-2-2-----------|
D---7-----6-------|-5-------4-------|-3---------------|-----------------|
A-0---------------|-----------------|-----------------|-2-0-0-------0-2-|
E-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
E-------0-2-----2-|-0-----0----------|---------3-----3-
B-----------3-----|---1-----0h1------|-1-----1---0-----
G-----0-------2---|-----2-------2----|---0---------0---
D---2-----0-------|-3----------------|-----2-----------
A-3---------------|---------0----0-2-|-3---------------
E-----------------|------------------|---------3-------
Intro end.
E---------2-----2-|-0-----0----------|---------------2-|-0-0-0-----------|
B-------1---3-----|---1-----0-1------|-------1-----3---|-1-1-1-----------|
G-----0-------2---|-----2-------2----|-----0-----2-----|-2-2-2-----------|
D---2-----0-------|-3----------------|---2-----0-------|-3-3-3-----------|
A-3---------------|---------0----0-2-|-3---------------|-----------------|
E-----------------|------------------|-----------------|-----------------|
Theres a
E-------5-7-----7-|-8-----8-2-----2-|-0---------0-----|-----------------|
B-----5-----5-----|---5-------3-----|---1---1-----1---|-0-1-1-----------|
G---5---------5---|-----5-------2---|-----2---------2-|-0-2-2-----------|
D-7-------6-------|-5-------4-------|-3---------------|-----------------|
A-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-2-0-0-----------|
E-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
lady whos glitter buying a heaven When she
E-------5-7-----7-|-8-----8-2-----2-|-0---------0-----|-----------------|
B-----5-----5-----|---5-------3-----|---1---1-----1---|-0-1-1-----------|
G---5---------5---|-----5-------2---|-----2---------2-|-0-2-2-----------|
D-7-------6-------|-5-------4-------|-3---------------|-----------------|
A-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-2-0-0-------0-2-|
E-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
gets there stores are ord she can get came for
E---------2-----2-|-0-----0---------------|---------3-----3-|-3^2-2-2-------|
B-------1---3-----|---1----1--0-1---------|-1---1-1---0-----|-3---3-3-------|
G-----0-------2---|-----2---------2-------|---0-0-------0---|-2-----2-------|
D---2-----0-------|-3---------------------|-----2-----------|-0-----0-------|
A-3---------------|-----------0------0-2--|-3---------------|-----------0-2-|
E-----------------|-----------------------|---------3-------|---------------|
Oooh oooh and shes buying a heaven Theres
E-------0-2-----2-|-0-----------------|---------2-----2-|-0-0-0-----------|
B-----------3-----|---1--1--0 1-------|-1-----1---3-----|-1-1-1-----------|
G-----0-------2---|-----2-------2-----|---0---------2---|-2-2-2-----------|
D---2-----0-------|-3-----------------|-----2---0-------|-3-3-3-----------|
A-3---------------|---------------0-2-|-3---------------|-----------------|
E-----------------|-------------------|-----------------|-----------------|
sign on she wants you know two meanings In a
E-------5-7-----7-|-8-----8-2-----2-|-0---0-----0-----|-----------------|
B-----5-----5-----|---5-------3-----|---1---1-----1---|-0-1-1-----------|
G---5---------5---|-----5-------2---|---------------2-|-0-2-2-----------|
D-7-------6-------|-5-------4-------|-3---------------|-----------------|
A-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-2-0-0---0--/8-7-|
E-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
tree theres a song times all of our mis given
E--------5-7---7---|----8-------2------|----0-------0----|-----------------|
B-----------5-5-5--|---5-5-----3-3-----|---1--1----1-1---|-0-1-1-------3---|
G------5-----5---5-|--5---5---2---2--2-|--2----2--2---2--|-0-2-2-------0---|
D----7-----6-------|-5-----5-4-----4---|-3-------3-----3-|-------------0---|
A-0-0--------------|-------------------|-----------------|-2-0-0-------2---|
E------------------|-------------------|-----------------|-----------------|
|-3---3-3-3--3--0-0-|-2-------2-------|-3--3-3-3--3--0-0---7-|--5---3---5----
|-1---1-1-1--1--1-3-|-3--3--3---3-0-0-|-1--1-1-1--1--1-1---8-|--7---5---7----
|-2---2-2-2--2--2-2-|-2-----------0-0-|-2--2-2-2--2--2-2---9-|--7---5---7----
|-2---2-2-2--2--2---|---0-------------|-2--2-2-2--2--2-2---0-|-------------0-
|-------------------|-----------------|----------------------|-------------0-
|-------------------|-----------------|----------------------|---------------
Oooh it makes me wonder
|-3---3-3-3--3--0-0-|-2-------2-------|-3--3-3-3--3--0-0---7-|--5---3---5----
|-1---1-1-1--1--1-3-|-3--3--3---3-0-0-|-1--1-1-1--1--1-1---8-|--7---5---7----
|-2---2-2-2--2--2-2-|-2-----------0-0-|-2--2-2-2--2--2-2---9-|--7---5---7----
|-2---2-2-2--2--2---|---0-------------|-2--2-2-2--2--2-2---0-|-------------0-
|-------------------|-----------------|----------------------|-------------0-
|-------------------|-----------------|----------------------|---------------
oooh makes me wonder theres a
------------------|------------------------|-----------------0--|--0--------
---------1------3-|-0h1----------1---------|-------1---------0--|--1--------
-------0------0---|-----2-------2----------|-----0--------0--2--|--2--------
-----2------0-----|---------2--------------|---2--------0----3--|--2--------
-0h3------2-------|-------0----------0--2--|-3--------2------3--|--0---0-2--
------------------|------------------------|-----------------1--|-----------
feeling when look to my spirit leaving in my
whispered all call the tune then the piper will to reason &
----------------|--------------------|----------------0-|--0------|---------
-------1------3-|-0h1---------1------|-------1--------1-|--1------|----1---3
-----0------0---|-----2-----2--------|-----0-------0--2-|--2------|---0---0-
---2------0-----|---------2----------|---2-------0----3-|--2------|--2---0--
-3------2-------|-------0------0--2--|-3-------2------3-|--0--0-2-|-3---2---
----------------|--------------------|----------------1-|---------|---------
thoughts I smoke through voices of looking [goto %]
new day those who forests will laugh - ter
|-3--3-3-3--3p-0-0---7-|--5---3---5----|-3--3-3-3--3h-0-0-|-2-----2-2-2-2-0-0-
|-1--1-1-1--1--1-1---8-|--7---5---7----|-1--1-1-1--1--1-3-|-3-----3-3-3-3-0-0-
|-2--2-2-2--2--2-2---9-|--7---5---7----|-2--2-2-2--2--2-0-|-2-----2-2-2-2-0-0-
|-2--2-2-2--2--2-2---0-|----------0----|-2--2-2-2--2--2---|----0--0-----------
|----------------------|-------------0-|------------------|-------------------
|----------------------|---------------|------------------|-------------------
whoah
|-3--3-3-3--3--0-0---7-|--5---3---5----
|-1--1-1-1--1--1-1---8-|--7---5---7----
|-2--2-2-2--2--2-2---9-|--7---5---7----
|-2--2-2-2--2--2-2---0-|----------0----
|----------------------|-------------0-
|----------------------|---------------
------------------|------------------------|-----------------0--|--0--------
---------1------3-|-0h1----------1---------|-------1---------1--|--1--------
-------0------0---|-----2-------2----------|-----0--------0--2--|--2--------
-----2------0-----|---------2--------------|---2--------0----3--|--2--------
-0h3------2-------|-------0----------0--2--|-3--------2------3--|--0---0-2--
------------------|------------------------|-----------------1--|-----------
If theres a bust 'edge row dont its just a Queen
Yes there are go by but and theres still your on
----------------|-3--3-3-3--3--0-0-|-2-----2-2-2-2-----|-3--3-3-3--3--0-7-
-------1------0-|-1--1-1-1--1--1-3-|-3-----3-3-3-3-0-0-|-1--1-1-1--1--1-8-
-----0------0---|-2--2-2-2--2--0-0-|-2--2--2-2-2-2-0-0-|-0--0-2-0--0--0-9-
---2------0-----|-2--2-2-2--2------|----0--0-----------|-2--2-2-2--2------
-3------2-------|------------------|-------------------|------------------
----------------|------------------|-------------------|------------------
and it won der
-5--3--5--|-3--3-3-3--3--0-0-|-2-----2-2-2-2-0-0-|-3--3-3-3--3--0-7-|-5--3--5-
-7--5--7--|-1--1-1-1--1--1-3-|-3--3--3-3-3-3-0-0-|-1--1-1-1--1--1-8-|-7--5--7-
-7--5--7--|-2--2-2-2--2--0-0-|-2--2--2-2-2-2-0-0-|-0--0-2-0--0--0-9-|-7--5--7-
----------|-2--2-2-2--2------|-------------------|-2--2-2-2--2------|---------
--------0-|------------------|-------------------|------------------|--------0
----------|------------------|-------------------|------------------|---------
oooh
------------------|------------------------|-----------------0--|--0--------
---------1------3-|-0h1----------1---------|-------1---------1--|--1--------
-------0------0---|-----2-------2----------|-----0--------0--2--|--2--------
-----2------0-----|---------2--------------|---2--------0----3--|--2--------
-0h3------2-------|-------0----------0--2--|-3--------2------3--|--0---0-2--
------------------|------------------------|-----------------1--|-----------
Your head is wont go the pipers him
Dear lady can blow your stairw whispering wind
wierd time (3/4?)
-----3--------3---|--2---------0-2--|-3----0-2--3--0-2--|---3-3-2---------
---5--------3---4-|--3-------3-3-3--|-3--3-3-3--3--3-3--|---3-3-3-3-------
-5-----5--4-------|--2-------2-2-2--|-2--2-2-2--2--2-2--|---2-2-2-0-------
------------------|-----------------|-0--0-0-0--0--0-0--|---0-0-0-2-------
------------------|-----------------|-------------------|---------3-------
------------------|-----------------|-------------------|-----------------
---2-2-2---|---2--2-2--0-0-0-2-|-3-0-2--0-2-|-3-3-3-3-|---2--2-2-0-0-|-0-2-2-0
-3-3-3-3-1-|-1-3--3-3--3-3-3-3-|-3-3-3--3-3-|-3-3-3-3-|-3-3--3-3-3-3-|-3-3-3-3
-0-0-0-0-0-|-0-0--0-0------2-2-|-2-2-2--2-2-|-2-2-2-0-|-0-0--0-0-0-0-|-0-0-0-0
---------2-|-----------0-0-0-0-|-0-0-0--0-0-|-0-0-0-2-|-2------------|--------
---------3-|-------------------|------------|-------3-|--------------|--------
-----------|-------------------|------------|---------|--------------|--------
Ok this is where the solo starts. Am - x02210
I'll include the chords to play over Am7 - x02010
it they sound pretty open I think Fmaj7 - xx3210
its a 12 string.
Am Am7 Fmaj7
|----------5---------------|------------------8--8-|
|------------8-5-----------|-------------8b10------|
|---7b9----------7-5---7p5-|-----------------------|
|--------------------7-----|-7p5-------------------|
|--------------------------|----8------------------|
|--------------------------|-----------------------|
Am Am7 Fmaj7
|--8b10---8--5 -----8--10-|-8-----------------------5-------|
|---------------8b10-------|---10-8----8h10------------8-5---|
|--------------------------|--------10-----------7b9-------7-|
|--------------------------|---------------------------------|
|--------------------------|---------------------------------|
|--------------------------|---------------------------------|
Am Am7 Fmaj7
|----------------------------|----5------------------------|
|----------------------------|------8-5--------------------|
|-5---7p5------------5---5-5-|----------7-5--7p5-----------|
|---7-----7-5---5-7----7-----|-5------------7----7p5-7p5---|
|-------------7--------------|---------------------------8-|
|----------------------------|-----------------------------|
Am Am7
|---------------------------------------------|
|------------------------------------------13-|
|---------10-------------------12----12-14----|
|------10----12-10----10-12/14----14----------|
|-8/12-------------12-------------------------|
|---------------------------------------------|
Fmaj7
|------------------------15b17-15-12----------------|
|--15b17-15-13--15-13-13-------------15b17-15-13----|
|------------------------------------------------14-|
|---------------------------------------------------|
|---------------------------------------------------|
|---------------------------------------------------|
Am Am7
|----------------------------------------------------------------------------
|-13-15b17b15p13----13-15b17b15p13----13---15b17b15p13----13--15b17b15p13----
|----------------14----------------14------------------14-----------------14-
|----------------------------------------------------------------------------
|----------------------------------------------------------------------------
|----------------------------------------------------------------------------
Fmaj7
|----------------------------------------------------------------------------
|-13-15b17b15p13----13--15b17b15p13----13--15b17b15p13----13--15b17b15p13----
|----------------14-----------------14-----------------14-----------------14-
|----------------------------------------------------------------------------
|----------------------------------------------------------------------------
|----------------------------------------------------------------------------
Am Am7 hold bend
|------------------------------------------15b17--|
|-13--15b17b15p13----13---15b17b15p13----13-------|
|-----------------14------------------14----------|
|-------------------------------------------------|
|-------------------------------------------------|
|-------------------------------------------------|
Fmaj7
|-b17b15-12---12--------------------------------15--|
|-----------15---15--13----13-15-13---13--15b17-----|
|-----------------------14----------14--------------|
|---------------------------------------------------|
|---------------------------------------------------|
|---------------------------------------------------|
* this slide riff is another guitar and
is actually played on the 1st string
------8/7---8/5----
/
Am Am7 /---------\ Fmaj7
-----------------------------|-----------17----------------------------------
-15b17b15p13----13/12--13/10-|--------20----20-20----------------------------
-------------14--------------|--19b21-21----------19b21b19p17---19--17----19-
-----------------------------|--------------------------------19-------19----
-----------------------------|-----------------------------------------------
-----------------------------|-----------------------------------------------
Am Am7 Fmaj7 Am Am7
|--------------------|--------------------------------|--------------|
|--------------------|--------------------------------|--------------|
|-19b21--13/12 13/10-|--14b17--14b17-14--12--14--12-12b14------------|
|--------------------|--------------------------------|--------------|
|--------------------|--------------------------------|--------------|
|--------------------|--------------------------------|--------------|
Fmaj7 Am Am7
|-----------------------------------|----------8/7--8/5--|
|-----------------------------------|--------------------|
|-10b14----10b12b10-9-7----7--------|-7-9-7--------------|
|-----------------------10----10----|-------10-7---------|
|-----------------------------------|--------------------|
|-----------------------------------|--------------------|
Fmaj7
|----20-p17------20-p17------20-p17------20-p17------20-p17-----20b22-|
|-17--------17----------17----------17----------17----------17--------|
|---------------------------------------------------------------------|
|---------------------------------------------------------------------|
|---------------------------------------------------------------------|
|---------------------------------------------------------------------|
The two guitars continue into this section. Walloping (a technical term
meaning hit very hard &) the strings using the full barre sounds pretty
good. The lead basically follows the bass. You can do both (like you
can tweak the slide riff with one guitar)
I think i can probably tabascii the bass now, ive listened to it enough.
But ive had it for this song!! unless someone really needs it please dont
ask just yet.. Ive gotten transfixed by a few other zepplin tracks
that where on the album, their slower more melodic stuff like no quarter
down by the seaside etc..
Am G F G Am G F G
|-5------------3----------------|-1--3-|-5------------3-------------|--1--3-
|-5------------3----------------|-1--3-|-5------------3-------------|--1--3-
|-5------------4----------------|-2--4-|-5------------4-------------|--2--4-
|-7------------5----------------|-3--5-|-7------------5-------------|--3--5-
|-7------------5----------------|-3--5-|-7------------5-------------|--3--5-
|-5------------3----------------|-1--4-|-5------------3-------------|--1--4-
And as we wind on down the road Our shadows taller than our soul
Am G F G Am G
|-5------------3-------------|-1--3--|-5------------3----------|
|-5------------3-------------|-1--3--|-5------------3----------|
|-5------------4-------------|-2--4--|-5------------4----------|
|-7------------5-------------|-3--5--|-7------------5----------|
|-7------------5-------------|-3--5--|-7------------5----------|
|-5------------3-------------|-1--4--|-5------------3----------|
there walks a lady we all know who shines w' light and to
F G Am G
--1-----------------------3--|-------------------------------
--1-----------------------3--|-------------------------------
--2-----------------------4--|-------------------------------
--3-----------------------5--|-------------------------------
--3----------3--5h7--5--3-5--|-------------------------------
--1----1-3h5--------------3--|-5---5--------3--3-------------
show how everything still turns to
Am G F G Am G
|---------------------5------------3-------------|-1--3--|-5------3----------
|---------------------5------------3-------------|-1--3--|-5------3----------
|---------------------5------------4-------------|-2--4--|-5------4----------
|---------------------7------------5-------------|-3--5--|-7------5----------
|-------3--5h7--5--3--7------------5-------------|-3--5--|-7------5----------
|-1-3h5---------------5------------3-------------|-1--4--|-5-5----3--3-------
gold and if you listen very hard the tune will come to u at
F G Am G F
|--1------------------------|----------0-|---0-0-0-0-----
|--1------------------------|----------1-|---1-1-1-1-----
|--2------------------------|----------2-|---2-2-2-2-----
|--3------------------------|----------3-|---3-3-3-3-----
|--3----------3--5h7--5--3--|------------|---------------
|--1----1-3h5---------------|-5-5--3-3-1-|-1----------5-5
last when all __ yeah
Am G Fmaj7 Am Am7/G Fmaj7
|-----------0-|-0-0-0-0------|--------8-10-----|-------------------------
|-----------1-|-1-1-1-0------|-8/10--------10--|--8h10p10----------3-3---
|-----------2-|-2-2-2-0------|-----------------|-----------------5b7-2---
|-----------3-|-3-3-3-0------|-----------------|---------------------3---
|-------------|--------------|-----------------|-------------------------
|-5-5--3-3--1-|--------------|-----------------|-------------------------
to be a rock roll__
Am Am7/G Fmaj7 Am Am7/G
----------------------0--|-------------------|------------------------
----5-------8------10-3--|-----13-------12---|-----13------12------13-
--7b9----10b12--12b14-0--|--15b17----14b16---|--15b17---14b16---15b17__
----------------------0--|-------------------|-------------------------
-------------------------|-------------------|-------------------------
-------------------------|-------------------|-------------------------
Fmaj7
|-----------------------------------------
|-13------12-------13------15--------------
__17---14b16----15b17---17b19--------------
|-----------------------------------------
|------------------------------------------
|------------------------------------------
slow
Am Am7/G Fmaj7
----------------------|-0---------------------------------------------
----13------12-----15-|-1----13---------------------------------------
-15b17---14b16--17b19-|-2-15b17---------------------------------------
----------------------|-3---------------------------------------------
----------------------|-----------------------------------------------
----------------------|-----------------------------------------------
And shes buying a stairway to heaven
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I guess this looks better in note pad.... :P
1.31.2004
and shes buying a stairway to heaven...
Feeling : trippy
Listening to : stairway to heaven - led zeppelin
we had a small prayer for my grandad's (RIP) first death anniversary today... after the prayer and stuff me and sunil unc took my guitar and he started playin and we sang for a while... it was good... we sang everything from stairway to cocaine to roadhouse blues... then mama, sus aunty and bala uncle came in and they started requesting abba and simon and garfunkel and the beatles and stuff... i didnt know most of these track so i stood back... everybody had fun though... it was good... im in the mood now... gonna teach myself stairway to heaven and cocaine (maybe cocaine first coz its much easier)... i always loved stairway but it was kinda tough... but now i guess ill try :)...
with eyes a'burning
the she-devil roams the nights,
in search of prey, in search of love
i watched you the other day and died
just to rise up again and search but not to find
to lose but not to gain a soul
this masquerade is but my life
this charade my dreams
and this feeling - nothing.
Listening to : stairway to heaven - led zeppelin
we had a small prayer for my grandad's (RIP) first death anniversary today... after the prayer and stuff me and sunil unc took my guitar and he started playin and we sang for a while... it was good... we sang everything from stairway to cocaine to roadhouse blues... then mama, sus aunty and bala uncle came in and they started requesting abba and simon and garfunkel and the beatles and stuff... i didnt know most of these track so i stood back... everybody had fun though... it was good... im in the mood now... gonna teach myself stairway to heaven and cocaine (maybe cocaine first coz its much easier)... i always loved stairway but it was kinda tough... but now i guess ill try :)...
with eyes a'burning
the she-devil roams the nights,
in search of prey, in search of love
i watched you the other day and died
just to rise up again and search but not to find
to lose but not to gain a soul
this masquerade is but my life
this charade my dreams
and this feeling - nothing.
1.30.2004
Unconscious Mutterings
Unconscious Mutterings
its about free association.... the idea is cool... just what the mind says when you see the words and associate them with whatever
its about free association.... the idea is cool... just what the mind says when you see the words and associate them with whatever
- Political:: serj
- Concentration:: migraine
- Fish:: stinks
- Lunacy:: the real path
- Red:: blood
- Imply:: nothingness (what left will be removed)
- Recognize:: whom?
- Sexist:: the grand mother fucking mufti
- Commercial:: population control
- Stricken:: us, we, me, i
"DUH?......"
Feeling : tired but contemplative
Listening to : the noose - a perfect circle
it was chachen's and joji aunty's wedding anniversary party yesterday... it went well... they did the whole ceremony and renewed their vows and stuff... me aj and t did our song ("its true that we love one another" opriginally by The White Stripes)... surprisingly it was good :P... i never thought it would end up ok... but one thing though... the sound mixer was a stupid son of a bitch.... he didnt know head or tail of what he was doin... the mother fucker wouldnt let anybody else do it either... he had that stupid "my mixer... i do everything" attitude... for all the songs the music was either too loud or too soft... or the bass was too high and things would get really shitty... even for our song... at first the guitar was too loud... i stopped playin and told the guy that the guitar was too loud... and he was like "DUH?......."... another person had to come over and do it... stupid son of a bitch... everythin went off well... we stayed over (me, aj, steffi, akshay) and jumped into the miniscule pool in the morning... reached home at like 3 in the afternoon (or is it evening?)... i slept as soon as i reached home and got up at 10:30 :)... come to think of it... it was all good... we had fun and i played infront of everyone for the first time ever... ppl were like "i didnt know you cud sing?"... heh heh heh.... i got a break from work for hajj ... so im gonna not ignore my blog all that much...
i cant seem to stop thinking bout the stupid sound mixer... why do ppl tend to believe they know everything about a certain thing if they own it... and if you have a mixer you should have a good sense of music otherwise its gonna sound like shit... ok you own the thing... but hey... you dont know how to use it, let somebody who does know do the work and not screw everything up... like i told them (aj, t and steffi) the guy should be hung by the balls from the ceiling...
as humans, we suck... bigtime!
Listening to : the noose - a perfect circle
it was chachen's and joji aunty's wedding anniversary party yesterday... it went well... they did the whole ceremony and renewed their vows and stuff... me aj and t did our song ("its true that we love one another" opriginally by The White Stripes)... surprisingly it was good :P... i never thought it would end up ok... but one thing though... the sound mixer was a stupid son of a bitch.... he didnt know head or tail of what he was doin... the mother fucker wouldnt let anybody else do it either... he had that stupid "my mixer... i do everything" attitude... for all the songs the music was either too loud or too soft... or the bass was too high and things would get really shitty... even for our song... at first the guitar was too loud... i stopped playin and told the guy that the guitar was too loud... and he was like "DUH?......."... another person had to come over and do it... stupid son of a bitch... everythin went off well... we stayed over (me, aj, steffi, akshay) and jumped into the miniscule pool in the morning... reached home at like 3 in the afternoon (or is it evening?)... i slept as soon as i reached home and got up at 10:30 :)... come to think of it... it was all good... we had fun and i played infront of everyone for the first time ever... ppl were like "i didnt know you cud sing?"... heh heh heh.... i got a break from work for hajj ... so im gonna not ignore my blog all that much...
i cant seem to stop thinking bout the stupid sound mixer... why do ppl tend to believe they know everything about a certain thing if they own it... and if you have a mixer you should have a good sense of music otherwise its gonna sound like shit... ok you own the thing... but hey... you dont know how to use it, let somebody who does know do the work and not screw everything up... like i told them (aj, t and steffi) the guy should be hung by the balls from the ceiling...
as humans, we suck... bigtime!
1.25.2004
Welcome Sanzi!!
Feeling : composed yet jittery
Listening to : its true that we love one another - the white stripes
same old, same old... nothin much... work goin fine... bina aunty had a c-section y'day... it was a girl just like lini said... named her sanzi... that really cool... very bohemian... i like it... SANZI... me aj and t practiced today... we're plannin to do our version of the white stripes' song "it's true that we love one another" for chachen's and joji aunty's wedding anniversary on thursday... onto other things... have you noticed how ppl put on their facades so easily?.... how do they manage to be somebody else their whole lives... and then there are those who are not anybody... the lost ppl... they do not have individuallity.. they just float along into the dust where they settle for so less while wanting soo much... want leads to jealousy... jealousy leads to anger... anger leads to violence... violence leads to deprivation (punishment - be it gettin caught or even your conscience)... deprivation leads to want... its the same fuckin cycle over and over again... damn!
Listening to : its true that we love one another - the white stripes
same old, same old... nothin much... work goin fine... bina aunty had a c-section y'day... it was a girl just like lini said... named her sanzi... that really cool... very bohemian... i like it... SANZI... me aj and t practiced today... we're plannin to do our version of the white stripes' song "it's true that we love one another" for chachen's and joji aunty's wedding anniversary on thursday... onto other things... have you noticed how ppl put on their facades so easily?.... how do they manage to be somebody else their whole lives... and then there are those who are not anybody... the lost ppl... they do not have individuallity.. they just float along into the dust where they settle for so less while wanting soo much... want leads to jealousy... jealousy leads to anger... anger leads to violence... violence leads to deprivation (punishment - be it gettin caught or even your conscience)... deprivation leads to want... its the same fuckin cycle over and over again... damn!
1.19.2004
Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz....
Feeling : tired... dead tired
Listening to : the white stripes - fell in love with a girl
forget-me-please
a finger is a hand stripped of bone
i dont know why i'd like to cry
for the epileptic loves of your saints
boxed love from my best friend's
lover sitting on my front lawn
why do i have to smile today
while i watch myself crawl like a puppy dog
my date from paris told me to take a hike
now i dont even know what im doing
up over the mountains the eagle flies
going back to her nest to feed her little babies
jelly fish brains stewed to make an elixir
do you have my corner of the world?
i find my lost passions in a dumpster
finding nirvana in the space between
my eye lids, my eyes and my fists
i'm a vessel of pain and a pen of ink
i worry about the world and everything superficial
scraping my face off my knees
you smile at the honey pouring out of my nose
i wrap my heart in a pair of dirty socks
and throw it at the sharks in the muddy waters
i cut my big toe to feed my enemies
semi-nude prophets walk past my front door
to feed on the crap of the living dead
hello boogie-man, nice to see you!
was too tired to write something new so i put in one of my older pieces... started work in full force today... man am i tired... i gotta get up at 7:00 and reach there by 8:30... im walking too... i dont get paid or anything but atleast i get to know stuff plus i get an experience certificate... and hopefully i might learn how to drive properly too (yea, yea, i know... lets say it together now... LOOOOOOOOSER!!!)... its hard work you know?... the shifts are like 8:30 till 1:00... then 4:30 to 8:30... then add 2 hours of walking (half an hour per trip)... didja know there aint no proper public transport in this bloody place?... no subways, no proper bus service and the taxis cost a load... and since my dads in india for my aunts funeral and my g'dads first death anniversary i gotta walk... it was chachen's (ajnus dad) b'day today... went there... damn its 12:40... good night all...
Listening to : the white stripes - fell in love with a girl
forget-me-please
a finger is a hand stripped of bone
i dont know why i'd like to cry
for the epileptic loves of your saints
boxed love from my best friend's
lover sitting on my front lawn
why do i have to smile today
while i watch myself crawl like a puppy dog
my date from paris told me to take a hike
now i dont even know what im doing
up over the mountains the eagle flies
going back to her nest to feed her little babies
jelly fish brains stewed to make an elixir
do you have my corner of the world?
i find my lost passions in a dumpster
finding nirvana in the space between
my eye lids, my eyes and my fists
i'm a vessel of pain and a pen of ink
i worry about the world and everything superficial
scraping my face off my knees
you smile at the honey pouring out of my nose
i wrap my heart in a pair of dirty socks
and throw it at the sharks in the muddy waters
i cut my big toe to feed my enemies
semi-nude prophets walk past my front door
to feed on the crap of the living dead
hello boogie-man, nice to see you!
was too tired to write something new so i put in one of my older pieces... started work in full force today... man am i tired... i gotta get up at 7:00 and reach there by 8:30... im walking too... i dont get paid or anything but atleast i get to know stuff plus i get an experience certificate... and hopefully i might learn how to drive properly too (yea, yea, i know... lets say it together now... LOOOOOOOOSER!!!)... its hard work you know?... the shifts are like 8:30 till 1:00... then 4:30 to 8:30... then add 2 hours of walking (half an hour per trip)... didja know there aint no proper public transport in this bloody place?... no subways, no proper bus service and the taxis cost a load... and since my dads in india for my aunts funeral and my g'dads first death anniversary i gotta walk... it was chachen's (ajnus dad) b'day today... went there... damn its 12:40... good night all...
1.17.2004
goodbye... you are not forgotten
Feeling : sad
Listening to : nothing
todays had its ups and downs.... truly... the highs were like up there and lows went shit deep... i sed i was jobless right... well i started working at a garage today... i dont get no pay but atleast ill learn somethin right?... well things were going great and about 1:00 in the afternoon i get a call from my dad saying one of my aunts had expired... we used to call her susamma... thats like malayali-respectful for susan... she was just 47... cardiac arrest... i was bloody shocked... shes had no previous history of heart disease or anything like that... my dads leavin for india tomorrow...we'll be stayin back coz my bro's got school and mama's gotta go for work... he being the eldest son in the family is like the one who should be there... we're christian but you know... tradition and stuff... when we called our grandmother today she was crying and asking my dad to come home... well hes leavin tomorrow and he wont be back till the 5th of feb or so coz hes gotta stay for the first anniversary of my grandfather's death... thats why its so shocking... my grandad died on the 30th of jan 2002... barely a yr and my aunt expires... she was a real sweet lady you know... anytime we go visit them and she literally prepares a feast for us... her kids Neenu (in college) and Ebin (10th grade) are devastated... i cannot even imagine what they're going through... even my uncle who's usually the most jolly guy around sounded bad... really bad... life truly kicks you in the ass huh?... hope all goes well with Neenu and Ebin... more love to them...
Listening to : nothing
todays had its ups and downs.... truly... the highs were like up there and lows went shit deep... i sed i was jobless right... well i started working at a garage today... i dont get no pay but atleast ill learn somethin right?... well things were going great and about 1:00 in the afternoon i get a call from my dad saying one of my aunts had expired... we used to call her susamma... thats like malayali-respectful for susan... she was just 47... cardiac arrest... i was bloody shocked... shes had no previous history of heart disease or anything like that... my dads leavin for india tomorrow...we'll be stayin back coz my bro's got school and mama's gotta go for work... he being the eldest son in the family is like the one who should be there... we're christian but you know... tradition and stuff... when we called our grandmother today she was crying and asking my dad to come home... well hes leavin tomorrow and he wont be back till the 5th of feb or so coz hes gotta stay for the first anniversary of my grandfather's death... thats why its so shocking... my grandad died on the 30th of jan 2002... barely a yr and my aunt expires... she was a real sweet lady you know... anytime we go visit them and she literally prepares a feast for us... her kids Neenu (in college) and Ebin (10th grade) are devastated... i cannot even imagine what they're going through... even my uncle who's usually the most jolly guy around sounded bad... really bad... life truly kicks you in the ass huh?... hope all goes well with Neenu and Ebin... more love to them...
1.15.2004
apologies and other related bull crap
Feeling : sorry but kinda funny too
Listening to : jethro tull - thick as a brick
to all my readers out there... hopefully there are more than two of ya'll... im sorry bout the outburst yesterday... it was coz i was so pissed man... i still feel kinda hurt you know.. but i guess i forgive him... i cant stay mad forever right?.... water under the bridge... lets get onto today... went for one of those ultra-mega-super-duper-holy-hallelujah meetings coz my mom asked me to... ive had enough god to last me a lifetime... i swear i need to balance my yin and yang after that... the evil half of me musta been crying its ass off... there was this song by a guy named sunny... man o man... he sounded like bob dylan after a stroke or something... ouch!!!!... irritated a few ppl in a truly Avinash-ian way (now that helped my evil half ;P )... thats it...
highlights of the day: sunny mammen's song, screwing lakshmi's dinner and fone call...heh heh heh :)- im a bad person!!! im surely going to hell... yipeee!!!
PS: to all you ppl who got offended by any of my remarks today... im sorry... it wasnt me... it was my evil half...
Listening to : jethro tull - thick as a brick
to all my readers out there... hopefully there are more than two of ya'll... im sorry bout the outburst yesterday... it was coz i was so pissed man... i still feel kinda hurt you know.. but i guess i forgive him... i cant stay mad forever right?.... water under the bridge... lets get onto today... went for one of those ultra-mega-super-duper-holy-hallelujah meetings coz my mom asked me to... ive had enough god to last me a lifetime... i swear i need to balance my yin and yang after that... the evil half of me musta been crying its ass off... there was this song by a guy named sunny... man o man... he sounded like bob dylan after a stroke or something... ouch!!!!... irritated a few ppl in a truly Avinash-ian way (now that helped my evil half ;P )... thats it...
highlights of the day: sunny mammen's song, screwing lakshmi's dinner and fone call...heh heh heh :)- im a bad person!!! im surely going to hell... yipeee!!!
PS: to all you ppl who got offended by any of my remarks today... im sorry... it wasnt me... it was my evil half...
1.14.2004
PARASITE!!
Feeling : volatile (depressed, hurt, sad, angry, violent)
Listening to : to the air conditioner and the sound of my breathing
parasite...PARASITE!!!...i was called a parasite... my own fucking father called me a parasite.... its been like six hours and that fucking word has not gotten out of my head.... i dont know what to do...cry?...scream?... punch somebody?.... its all too much...i swear it... it was turning out to be a perfectly normal, boring day... just like any other in my boring life... i was invited to a treat by lakshmi's folks (friends of ours).... cool... things are goin fine... they arrive... planned to go to pizza hut coz veni (lakshmi's little sis) wanted pizza... fine... everybody happy... we get out of the house and we meet rajeev uncle (another friend of ours) and his family going out... you know how we indians are right?... we dont give a fuck where we are or what the time is or nothing and start some mega conferance outside... ppl are talking and as always while i was talkin to lakshmi my dad walks up and asks her to tell me to cut my hair... like its his business... she tells him that my hair looks fine...good infact... after being snuffed like that the stupid bastard had to say something right?... he starts off with the "you failed...not in college... wasting your life" speech right there infront of everybody... if he had stopped there it would have been managable.... but NOOOOOOO he had to go on and on and say that i was a total failure and that all i did was eat, shit and sleep under him.... and then the mother fucker said i was a parasite..."a good for nothing parasite"... usually i dont give a fuck about what ppl say... but this was too damn much... firstly he doesnt realize just how much i hate being this way.... he thinks im happy sittin around all day doin nothing... i would give my limbs to be able to go to college and be like everybody else... agreed i failed but does that mean that i deserve to be pushed deeper into my shit?... fuck man... i felt like punching him smack on the face... dunno why i didnt?.. must be my stupid "respect-thy-parent" indian upbringing... i swear i should have punched him... i told him that if he were someone else i would have beaten him silly... i swear man... all this time all ive been thinking about is how fucked up things ended up for me... stupid mother fucker... he screws everything good about today and i cud not do anything after that... all night ive sat alone and its just that word running through my head... parasite... parasite... parasite... parasite... parasite... parasite... parasite... am i a parasite?... why do i have the feeling that things aint gonna get better for me?... how could the stupid fucked up piece of brainless shit have the gall to call me a parasite?... doesnt he even care about how i would feel if he said it infront of everybody... forget me.. i guess the selfish mother fucker wouldnt care about how anybody would have felt at that moment... he was just happy that he could embarass... sorry not embarass... mentally rape-fuck me infront of everybody else... i felt like ripping his throat out man... do you know the thoughts you get while you stand on the edge and you are looking down... thats whats been running through my head for the past 6-7 hours... man i wish i could get a job... atleast then i could get away from home... get what i want without depending on that asshole and be me... its like his biggest passion in life... makin me feel bad... i swear once i get back on my feet nothings gonna stop me... then lets see the mother fucker laugh at me...
Listening to : to the air conditioner and the sound of my breathing
parasite...PARASITE!!!...i was called a parasite... my own fucking father called me a parasite.... its been like six hours and that fucking word has not gotten out of my head.... i dont know what to do...cry?...scream?... punch somebody?.... its all too much...i swear it... it was turning out to be a perfectly normal, boring day... just like any other in my boring life... i was invited to a treat by lakshmi's folks (friends of ours).... cool... things are goin fine... they arrive... planned to go to pizza hut coz veni (lakshmi's little sis) wanted pizza... fine... everybody happy... we get out of the house and we meet rajeev uncle (another friend of ours) and his family going out... you know how we indians are right?... we dont give a fuck where we are or what the time is or nothing and start some mega conferance outside... ppl are talking and as always while i was talkin to lakshmi my dad walks up and asks her to tell me to cut my hair... like its his business... she tells him that my hair looks fine...good infact... after being snuffed like that the stupid bastard had to say something right?... he starts off with the "you failed...not in college... wasting your life" speech right there infront of everybody... if he had stopped there it would have been managable.... but NOOOOOOO he had to go on and on and say that i was a total failure and that all i did was eat, shit and sleep under him.... and then the mother fucker said i was a parasite..."a good for nothing parasite"... usually i dont give a fuck about what ppl say... but this was too damn much... firstly he doesnt realize just how much i hate being this way.... he thinks im happy sittin around all day doin nothing... i would give my limbs to be able to go to college and be like everybody else... agreed i failed but does that mean that i deserve to be pushed deeper into my shit?... fuck man... i felt like punching him smack on the face... dunno why i didnt?.. must be my stupid "respect-thy-parent" indian upbringing... i swear i should have punched him... i told him that if he were someone else i would have beaten him silly... i swear man... all this time all ive been thinking about is how fucked up things ended up for me... stupid mother fucker... he screws everything good about today and i cud not do anything after that... all night ive sat alone and its just that word running through my head... parasite... parasite... parasite... parasite... parasite... parasite... parasite... am i a parasite?... why do i have the feeling that things aint gonna get better for me?... how could the stupid fucked up piece of brainless shit have the gall to call me a parasite?... doesnt he even care about how i would feel if he said it infront of everybody... forget me.. i guess the selfish mother fucker wouldnt care about how anybody would have felt at that moment... he was just happy that he could embarass... sorry not embarass... mentally rape-fuck me infront of everybody else... i felt like ripping his throat out man... do you know the thoughts you get while you stand on the edge and you are looking down... thats whats been running through my head for the past 6-7 hours... man i wish i could get a job... atleast then i could get away from home... get what i want without depending on that asshole and be me... its like his biggest passion in life... makin me feel bad... i swear once i get back on my feet nothings gonna stop me... then lets see the mother fucker laugh at me...
urban schizophrenia
Feeling : lonely
Listening to : tool - stinkfist
sometimes you feel so alone.... your surrounded by people but you still feel lonely right?... thats how i feel right now... sometimes i really wish i had MPD so that i could atleast have somebody to talk to and be with.... everybody is so preoccupied with whatever it is that they are doing that nobody connects with anybody else on a personal level... its the over-saturation of society with whats unnecessary thats leading to the collapse of the basic foundations of our civilization... nobody takes part in a proper dialogue with another anymore... plato was right when he said that the only way forward for our civilization is only through proper dialogue with the self and with the other... its all business nowadays... no feelings involved... no true connectivity between ppl... ppl just stay glued to the tv and dont even bother to find out whats wrong with the person sitting next to them... and then there are those ppl who wanna try something new but are held back by restraints placed on them by society... you are just filled with so much shit thats shoved down our throats that we can do nothing but get oversaturated with all the shitty propoganda and crap that they want us to swallow... its like a cycle..... ppl eat shit, speak shit, eat shit, speak shit... it goes on and on until some of us breakdown and stop the whole thing... maynard says it best in "stinkfist"-
"Something kinda sad about
The way that things have come to be.
Desensitized to everything.
What became of subtlety?
How can it mean anything to me
If I really don’t feel anything at all?
I’ll keep digging till,
I feel something.
Elbow deep inside the borderline.
Show me that you love me and that we belong together.
Shoulder deep within the borderline.
Relax. turn around and take my hand."
everything is so much larger than life that it is un-accessible by most... and by keeping everything out of reach of everyone the few who can control all... human nature sucks. period.
Listening to : tool - stinkfist
sometimes you feel so alone.... your surrounded by people but you still feel lonely right?... thats how i feel right now... sometimes i really wish i had MPD so that i could atleast have somebody to talk to and be with.... everybody is so preoccupied with whatever it is that they are doing that nobody connects with anybody else on a personal level... its the over-saturation of society with whats unnecessary thats leading to the collapse of the basic foundations of our civilization... nobody takes part in a proper dialogue with another anymore... plato was right when he said that the only way forward for our civilization is only through proper dialogue with the self and with the other... its all business nowadays... no feelings involved... no true connectivity between ppl... ppl just stay glued to the tv and dont even bother to find out whats wrong with the person sitting next to them... and then there are those ppl who wanna try something new but are held back by restraints placed on them by society... you are just filled with so much shit thats shoved down our throats that we can do nothing but get oversaturated with all the shitty propoganda and crap that they want us to swallow... its like a cycle..... ppl eat shit, speak shit, eat shit, speak shit... it goes on and on until some of us breakdown and stop the whole thing... maynard says it best in "stinkfist"-
"Something kinda sad about
The way that things have come to be.
Desensitized to everything.
What became of subtlety?
How can it mean anything to me
If I really don’t feel anything at all?
I’ll keep digging till,
I feel something.
Elbow deep inside the borderline.
Show me that you love me and that we belong together.
Shoulder deep within the borderline.
Relax. turn around and take my hand."
everything is so much larger than life that it is un-accessible by most... and by keeping everything out of reach of everyone the few who can control all... human nature sucks. period.
1.13.2004
I'm moderately fertile!
Feeling : wierdly obnoxious
Listening to : andrew wk - she is beautiful
i am fat.....not obese but fat... are you?....why am i fat?... why are you fat?.... once upon a time, a long long time ago there was a notion that fat ppl were well to do..... the belly was a sign of male fertility in ancient france..... nowadays a belly is a beer-o-meter.... so that means im moderately fertile huh?.... have you noticed that all hippies from the 60s were lean.....yea.... check any foto u can get and its like some imaginary place where fat ppl dont exist..... where did all the fat ppl go in the 60s huh?..... maybe its the weed.... yea that could be it.... or maybe it was all the walking they did... you know...protests and stuff.... it had to be that..... i dunno...i wasnt around then but man i sure wish i was.... i wouldnt be fat then.... what if there was a fat life guard on "baywatch".... would that have affected it ratings or would it have been the same?.... imagine one of those slo-mo baywatch babe-running scenes with a larger woman in it.... jiggly wiggly!!!... no wonder there were no large women on baywatch....
Listening to : andrew wk - she is beautiful
i am fat.....not obese but fat... are you?....why am i fat?... why are you fat?.... once upon a time, a long long time ago there was a notion that fat ppl were well to do..... the belly was a sign of male fertility in ancient france..... nowadays a belly is a beer-o-meter.... so that means im moderately fertile huh?.... have you noticed that all hippies from the 60s were lean.....yea.... check any foto u can get and its like some imaginary place where fat ppl dont exist..... where did all the fat ppl go in the 60s huh?..... maybe its the weed.... yea that could be it.... or maybe it was all the walking they did... you know...protests and stuff.... it had to be that..... i dunno...i wasnt around then but man i sure wish i was.... i wouldnt be fat then.... what if there was a fat life guard on "baywatch".... would that have affected it ratings or would it have been the same?.... imagine one of those slo-mo baywatch babe-running scenes with a larger woman in it.... jiggly wiggly!!!... no wonder there were no large women on baywatch....
1.12.2004
Feeling : thoughtful
Listening to : cradle of filth - satanic mantra
just watched "Seven"....cudja believe i havent seen that before...awesome flick...i aint much of a movie person but i liked this one... ive been wanting to atch this one for a while and how convenient... it comes on satellite.....
with the mood im in right now i thout id post one of my more non-conventional pieces.... this is a poem but it got sub-headings and even a little normal speech part...... tell me if you like it....dont exactly know wat it means tho....each time i read it it feels different........
--==spi(RICH)ually Autumn-atic==--
Fantasmagoraic Nirvana -
The sky turns green.
Grass turns blue, fire black.
Rain of rocks showering down
On unsuspecting little beings,
Killing them all in an instant.
Souls fly out of all the bodies,
Spirits free to roam the cosmos.
Karmic powers increase tenfold
Twitching bodies left to decay
With the memories of the past
Mortal Endeavourer -
I tear through my body
From head to toe and back
Faster than the blink of an eye.
Stuck I can't escape, trapped,
Help me! Let me loose!
I look over at the others,
Many motionless, some moving.
Moving as in beheaded-chicken moving.
No life, just sporadic spasms
Last bits of life in their spiritless bodies.
Phantom Witness -
Looking down I see her
Struggling in herself, fighting.
Watching as the others and I leave,
Leave behind all things physical.
But she can't leave. She's not meant to.
Look at her run around screaming.
Look at her shaking her friends,
Trying to wake them up from physical death.
Look at her scream. Pity, pity.
She falls down, motionless, unconscious.
Cosmotypical Diplomacy -
Roger to that Sir, mission accomplished.
There is one minor problem though.
An anomaly, one who breathes still,
She refuses to let go and die.
Awaiting commands, over.
Mortal Immortality -
What’s this I see?
A bright light? Is it over?
Am I dead yet? Where to now?
Is there a Heaven? Is that my destination?
Or am I going to hell?
I wake up. Where am I?
I can feel, I can smell, I can see.
I'm alive, but why? Why me?
Can it be true? Is everybody dead?
How come I am not dead like everybody else?
What’s that I see? A man... A man!
Must reach him... Must find reason...
Must know... He's walking towards me...
Should reach... I'll run...
Turning dark... Must reach...
Raped Politicking -
...and as she was running towards me she tripped over a body and hit her head against a rock. I checked her body. She was dead. I do not know what caused the anomaly but I'm working on it. Must be due to her being of a different type.....
Re-Union -
I'm free! Wait! Wait for me!
Don't leave me here!
Let's go wherever we must,
But I wont be left back now.
I can come with you for I am free.
Gore Fin -
Grotesquely bleeding tears through skin,
Tasting life for the nobody.
Knowing the unknown,
Hating the loved, Weeping without reason,
Undo. Undie. Unlive
Listening to : cradle of filth - satanic mantra
just watched "Seven"....cudja believe i havent seen that before...awesome flick...i aint much of a movie person but i liked this one... ive been wanting to atch this one for a while and how convenient... it comes on satellite.....
with the mood im in right now i thout id post one of my more non-conventional pieces.... this is a poem but it got sub-headings and even a little normal speech part...... tell me if you like it....dont exactly know wat it means tho....each time i read it it feels different........
--==spi(RICH)ually Autumn-atic==--
Fantasmagoraic Nirvana -
The sky turns green.
Grass turns blue, fire black.
Rain of rocks showering down
On unsuspecting little beings,
Killing them all in an instant.
Souls fly out of all the bodies,
Spirits free to roam the cosmos.
Karmic powers increase tenfold
Twitching bodies left to decay
With the memories of the past
Mortal Endeavourer -
I tear through my body
From head to toe and back
Faster than the blink of an eye.
Stuck I can't escape, trapped,
Help me! Let me loose!
I look over at the others,
Many motionless, some moving.
Moving as in beheaded-chicken moving.
No life, just sporadic spasms
Last bits of life in their spiritless bodies.
Phantom Witness -
Looking down I see her
Struggling in herself, fighting.
Watching as the others and I leave,
Leave behind all things physical.
But she can't leave. She's not meant to.
Look at her run around screaming.
Look at her shaking her friends,
Trying to wake them up from physical death.
Look at her scream. Pity, pity.
She falls down, motionless, unconscious.
Cosmotypical Diplomacy -
Roger to that Sir, mission accomplished.
There is one minor problem though.
An anomaly, one who breathes still,
She refuses to let go and die.
Awaiting commands, over.
Mortal Immortality -
What’s this I see?
A bright light? Is it over?
Am I dead yet? Where to now?
Is there a Heaven? Is that my destination?
Or am I going to hell?
I wake up. Where am I?
I can feel, I can smell, I can see.
I'm alive, but why? Why me?
Can it be true? Is everybody dead?
How come I am not dead like everybody else?
What’s that I see? A man... A man!
Must reach him... Must find reason...
Must know... He's walking towards me...
Should reach... I'll run...
Turning dark... Must reach...
Raped Politicking -
...and as she was running towards me she tripped over a body and hit her head against a rock. I checked her body. She was dead. I do not know what caused the anomaly but I'm working on it. Must be due to her being of a different type.....
Re-Union -
I'm free! Wait! Wait for me!
Don't leave me here!
Let's go wherever we must,
But I wont be left back now.
I can come with you for I am free.
Gore Fin -
Grotesquely bleeding tears through skin,
Tasting life for the nobody.
Knowing the unknown,
Hating the loved, Weeping without reason,
Undo. Undie. Unlive
unreal realities.....
Feeling : trippy...
Listening to : dandy warhols - bohemian like you
"There is nothing more visible than what is secret, and nothing more manifest than what is minute.Therefore the superior man is watchful over himself, when he is alone." - Confucious [The Doctrine of the Mean]
was reading "the doctrine of the mean" earlier on... man confucious makes so much sense even today..... like.... the superior man goes the opposite of the mean and the mean are those who follow a dogmatic route in their short existances before being sent to the better place....well... thats my version of "the doctrine".... its good.....i really want to read "simulacra and simulation" by jean baudrillard....not just coz it was there in the matrix... the idea that sub-cultures are formed out of feeling of joint differences means a lot....anybody out there know where i can get the ebook version of "simulacra..." mail me or leave a comment...thanks...peace all
Listening to : dandy warhols - bohemian like you
"There is nothing more visible than what is secret, and nothing more manifest than what is minute.Therefore the superior man is watchful over himself, when he is alone." - Confucious [The Doctrine of the Mean]
was reading "the doctrine of the mean" earlier on... man confucious makes so much sense even today..... like.... the superior man goes the opposite of the mean and the mean are those who follow a dogmatic route in their short existances before being sent to the better place....well... thats my version of "the doctrine".... its good.....i really want to read "simulacra and simulation" by jean baudrillard....not just coz it was there in the matrix... the idea that sub-cultures are formed out of feeling of joint differences means a lot....anybody out there know where i can get the ebook version of "simulacra..." mail me or leave a comment...thanks...peace all
1.11.2004
Feeling : peaceful
Listening to : david bowie - bring me the disco king (lohner mix)
"You promised me the ending would be clear
You'd let me know when the time was now
Don't let me know when you're opening the door
Stab me in the dark, let me disappear
Memories that flutter like bats out of hell
Stab you from the city spires
Life wasn't worth the balance
Or the crumpled paper it was written on"
thanks adam... you helped a poor code-illiterate slob.....thank you, thank you, thank you..... :-).....
Listening to : david bowie - bring me the disco king (lohner mix)
"You promised me the ending would be clear
You'd let me know when the time was now
Don't let me know when you're opening the door
Stab me in the dark, let me disappear
Memories that flutter like bats out of hell
Stab you from the city spires
Life wasn't worth the balance
Or the crumpled paper it was written on"
thanks adam... you helped a poor code-illiterate slob.....thank you, thank you, thank you..... :-).....
jimi lives forever!!
Feeling : frisky
Listening to : smashing pumpkins - zero
I wrote the following piece one night while listening to hendrix.... you can notice the similarities..... also its almost like im symbolizing the character as every man, woman or child...im using him to show us about how we go about our pointless lives.... we see the follies of ourselves and others...... in the end when we get whatever it is that we crave.... its taken away from us along with every other thing that we treasure.... we may not crave the "thing" that we need... it might just fall into our hands and only then do we know that that is what we need....and once you get this "thing" you give up too easily.... thus you end it all, on your own without you even knowing... look at yourself... are you satisfied with you?.... are you happy?... are you truly content?.....are you experienced? ;)...
Light From The Sun
"PURPLE HAZE ALL IN MY BRAIN,
LATELY THINGS JUST DON'T SEEM THE SAME.
ACTIN' FUNNY, BUT I DON'T KNOW WHY
'SCUSE ME WHILE I KISS THE SKY."
- Purple Haze [Jimi Hendrix, 1967]
Fiery hair a' burning,
I watch them poor mermaids die.
Them sailors be pulling them out one by one
And they be a' celebrating.
Them mermaids be choking like a man in water,
Writhing and twitching they lay;
I be watching them through closed eyes.
Do them people have no mercy?
Mer-babes lie about dead as wood
And their mothers beside.
Mer-men splashing about in the bay
Weeping like young maidens;
For they never will see their mates again.
They be crying tears not to be seen in the water.
Lifting my hands high up - I soar,
Soar so high above the bay that I can touch the sky.
I look down upon the gray world of black kingdoms
And plagues from the innermost depths of Heides,
I can't help but wonder;
"Doth they know not what the do?"
But no one answers my query.
Flying northward towards the sunset
I see them unicorns playing with the Blue Serpent.
In mirth doth one unicorn poke at the Serpent;
But the Serpent doth not take the jest to heart.
He turns back and smiteth them unicorns
And turns an evil, green eye in my direction
For fear of my skin I flee eastward.
Disturbed I run through the sky,
Visions of flying mermaids and unicorns I see;
They all be of times better than that now.
Why hath all powerful of folk be evil?
Why doth they pleasure themselves by death?
Yea, they be powerful,
But doth them have power enough to proclaim themselves gods?
Many a length have I flown by now
And I glance upon the Earth.
Hark! What do mine eyes see below me?
What is that shiny object I spy?
Doth it be some magics of the Evil One?
Oh, but he attraction is far too much.
I cannot resist, I must investigate the Machine.
I know not what this is...
It doth be an object of greenish color
(Like that of the grass below mine feet)
Connected it is to a cord to an evil looking box.
In great fear I lift up this Machine,
I make a sign to the heavens for the grace of the One
And look down upon this contraption.
All of a sudden my fingers move!
They be moving at their own accord,
Far more deftly then ever could I manage.
But wait! That is but nothing,
This machine be making sounds as I strike it.
My fingers move in lightning speed
They be striking the machine and making heavenly sounds.
I let the flow control me.
My shell of feeling ripped away
I stand naked to the sound of the machine.
My fingers move faster and faster over the strings
Until I feel dizzy with ecstasy and fall over.
On my back I lay, making them sounds
Now coming forth from the Machine like light from the Sun.
Then I shut my eyes and die...
"IF I DON'T MEET YOU NO MORE IN THIS WORLD;
THEN I'LL MEET YA ON THE NEXT ONE.
AND DON'T BE LATE!"
- Voodoo Chile (Slight Return) [Jimi Hendrix, 1968]
PS: will somebody out there pls teach me how to centralize and enlarge text and stuff like that.... i cant code for peanuts....thanks
Listening to : smashing pumpkins - zero
I wrote the following piece one night while listening to hendrix.... you can notice the similarities..... also its almost like im symbolizing the character as every man, woman or child...im using him to show us about how we go about our pointless lives.... we see the follies of ourselves and others...... in the end when we get whatever it is that we crave.... its taken away from us along with every other thing that we treasure.... we may not crave the "thing" that we need... it might just fall into our hands and only then do we know that that is what we need....and once you get this "thing" you give up too easily.... thus you end it all, on your own without you even knowing... look at yourself... are you satisfied with you?.... are you happy?... are you truly content?.....are you experienced? ;)...
Light From The Sun
"PURPLE HAZE ALL IN MY BRAIN,
LATELY THINGS JUST DON'T SEEM THE SAME.
ACTIN' FUNNY, BUT I DON'T KNOW WHY
'SCUSE ME WHILE I KISS THE SKY."
- Purple Haze [Jimi Hendrix, 1967]
Fiery hair a' burning,
I watch them poor mermaids die.
Them sailors be pulling them out one by one
And they be a' celebrating.
Them mermaids be choking like a man in water,
Writhing and twitching they lay;
I be watching them through closed eyes.
Do them people have no mercy?
Mer-babes lie about dead as wood
And their mothers beside.
Mer-men splashing about in the bay
Weeping like young maidens;
For they never will see their mates again.
They be crying tears not to be seen in the water.
Lifting my hands high up - I soar,
Soar so high above the bay that I can touch the sky.
I look down upon the gray world of black kingdoms
And plagues from the innermost depths of Heides,
I can't help but wonder;
"Doth they know not what the do?"
But no one answers my query.
Flying northward towards the sunset
I see them unicorns playing with the Blue Serpent.
In mirth doth one unicorn poke at the Serpent;
But the Serpent doth not take the jest to heart.
He turns back and smiteth them unicorns
And turns an evil, green eye in my direction
For fear of my skin I flee eastward.
Disturbed I run through the sky,
Visions of flying mermaids and unicorns I see;
They all be of times better than that now.
Why hath all powerful of folk be evil?
Why doth they pleasure themselves by death?
Yea, they be powerful,
But doth them have power enough to proclaim themselves gods?
Many a length have I flown by now
And I glance upon the Earth.
Hark! What do mine eyes see below me?
What is that shiny object I spy?
Doth it be some magics of the Evil One?
Oh, but he attraction is far too much.
I cannot resist, I must investigate the Machine.
I know not what this is...
It doth be an object of greenish color
(Like that of the grass below mine feet)
Connected it is to a cord to an evil looking box.
In great fear I lift up this Machine,
I make a sign to the heavens for the grace of the One
And look down upon this contraption.
All of a sudden my fingers move!
They be moving at their own accord,
Far more deftly then ever could I manage.
But wait! That is but nothing,
This machine be making sounds as I strike it.
My fingers move in lightning speed
They be striking the machine and making heavenly sounds.
I let the flow control me.
My shell of feeling ripped away
I stand naked to the sound of the machine.
My fingers move faster and faster over the strings
Until I feel dizzy with ecstasy and fall over.
On my back I lay, making them sounds
Now coming forth from the Machine like light from the Sun.
Then I shut my eyes and die...
"IF I DON'T MEET YOU NO MORE IN THIS WORLD;
THEN I'LL MEET YA ON THE NEXT ONE.
AND DON'T BE LATE!"
- Voodoo Chile (Slight Return) [Jimi Hendrix, 1968]
PS: will somebody out there pls teach me how to centralize and enlarge text and stuff like that.... i cant code for peanuts....thanks
1.10.2004
hmmm.........
Feeling :sleepy
Listening to :collide - monochrome
floating through it all
i find myself drifting,
sifting through the debris
of memories seemingly insignificant
but important for no one but me.
boring day....didnt do much....chatted with arun for a while (hes studying in canada) feel sorry for ajnu (aruns sis)...she waited up a while for him and he comes online 5 minutes after she goes to bed.... well.... thats life for you..... goodnight all....im goin to bed...
Listening to :collide - monochrome
floating through it all
i find myself drifting,
sifting through the debris
of memories seemingly insignificant
but important for no one but me.
boring day....didnt do much....chatted with arun for a while (hes studying in canada) feel sorry for ajnu (aruns sis)...she waited up a while for him and he comes online 5 minutes after she goes to bed.... well.... thats life for you..... goodnight all....im goin to bed...
(dis)ORDER
Feeling : psyched
Listening to : tool - parabola
thought id start postin some of the stuff i wrote earlier... i never stick to a certain style or anything....jus wat i feel the moment i write the stuff...ya know.... flow of thought kinda thing....
well...here we go...
this ones a little dated....wrote it almost 9 months back...pls bear with me...
(dis)ORDER
government policies killing you slowly,
strangling the rights of the non powerful,
eating the fruit of the people's labor,
deeming the imperfect as freaks of nature,
forsaking privacy for the sake of
monitoring the movements of the uncommon man.
people claiming to fight for the underdog;
but using the faith of the masses
for their own fulfillment of
needs, wants, vices and greed.
breaking peoples and taking resources
barbarism for the new viking kings.
claiming order as a method of perfection:
but truly a way to control the people.
rules put forth for the benefit of the
capitalistic tyrants- the so-called alpha species.
pushing the downtrodden even lower underground.
free speech, liberty, and democracy - the untruths.
banning substances based on ease of manufacture
claiming they “scientifically study” an item for 36 years
(not one has died due to it unlike tobacco....)
shows it is “dangerous”, “deadly”, “lethal” even.
but one things for sure; truth be told -
whatever the case is, you will crave cookie dough.
spending billions to study “natural phenomenon”.
tell me, do we need to know, if for any reason
how ants will behave in zero-g, what about worms?
lives lost, hunger rises, children cry.
but what's most important is to truly know
how an ant colony behaves in zero-g!
thousands die per year in mistakes
made by the many various militaries on earth,
but if one shall suffer in an accident caused
not by the person who commits the "heinous crime"
but due to the faults in the corporations
he shall be considered "evil and obnoxious".
drug users are made to spend more jail-time than
murderers, rapists and pedophiles.
the people should set their minds straight
not knowing what the true wrongs are;
they go after people who do not hurt others
but "destroy" themselves through the substance.
"politically correct" nations destroy history.
artifacts of a civilization thousands of years old
to be looted by the common rogue for the
greed filled collections of some rich jerk,
not to be seen by anyone until his bribes run out
then the head honchos confiscate it as proof for 30 more years.
beware the word of the leaders of the system
because they lie for the benefit of their overflowing swiss accounts.
old wrinkled people with no understanding of how
the youth of the system feels tell us they do know
and take over our lives like nannies for an adult child!
breathing space taken away, many crumble and fall.
down with the system!
the new revolution is started, maybe underground but enough
to jolt the un-knowing into knowing their follies
and understanding how many suffer for their benefit.
rules made to break and un-make the seed of free thought:
we shall overcome all limits. the new dawn ascendeth!
living in a totalitarianismic, post ghandi-ist world
filled with dubya-esque people who follow
themes from shakespearean tales. (how cheap?)
"he tried to kill my father so i shall kill him"
what? is this the count of monte cristo all over again?
leave the theatricals to the actors and not the leaders.
ponder on these words for they are the sign of the times:
control, pop-culture, chaos, (dis)order, carnivore
privacy, war, terrorism, bushism, poverty, s.a.r.s.,
saddam, kidnapping, hostages, corporate domination.
is this what our time should be known by?
the new medieval-esque cannibalistic feudalists with a coat of candy?
a rebellious attitude – seed of the unstable.
a different path of thought - strange.
a new idea - totally unnecessary.
what then do we live for? do we not have curiosity?
if we are so much better off than before
then why are there so many problems on this forsaken place?
post script:
maybe someday the new “darvin”s and “malcom x”es
shall arise from the debris of modern life,
but for that we must breed free thought and free speech.
we cannot go on being perfect in an imperfect world
for from the imperfect rises the new, true perfect.
the phoenix shall rise from the ashes of the perfect.
POWER TO THE IMPERFECT!
Listening to : tool - parabola
thought id start postin some of the stuff i wrote earlier... i never stick to a certain style or anything....jus wat i feel the moment i write the stuff...ya know.... flow of thought kinda thing....
well...here we go...
this ones a little dated....wrote it almost 9 months back...pls bear with me...
(dis)ORDER
government policies killing you slowly,
strangling the rights of the non powerful,
eating the fruit of the people's labor,
deeming the imperfect as freaks of nature,
forsaking privacy for the sake of
monitoring the movements of the uncommon man.
people claiming to fight for the underdog;
but using the faith of the masses
for their own fulfillment of
needs, wants, vices and greed.
breaking peoples and taking resources
barbarism for the new viking kings.
claiming order as a method of perfection:
but truly a way to control the people.
rules put forth for the benefit of the
capitalistic tyrants- the so-called alpha species.
pushing the downtrodden even lower underground.
free speech, liberty, and democracy - the untruths.
banning substances based on ease of manufacture
claiming they “scientifically study” an item for 36 years
(not one has died due to it unlike tobacco....)
shows it is “dangerous”, “deadly”, “lethal” even.
but one things for sure; truth be told -
whatever the case is, you will crave cookie dough.
spending billions to study “natural phenomenon”.
tell me, do we need to know, if for any reason
how ants will behave in zero-g, what about worms?
lives lost, hunger rises, children cry.
but what's most important is to truly know
how an ant colony behaves in zero-g!
thousands die per year in mistakes
made by the many various militaries on earth,
but if one shall suffer in an accident caused
not by the person who commits the "heinous crime"
but due to the faults in the corporations
he shall be considered "evil and obnoxious".
drug users are made to spend more jail-time than
murderers, rapists and pedophiles.
the people should set their minds straight
not knowing what the true wrongs are;
they go after people who do not hurt others
but "destroy" themselves through the substance.
"politically correct" nations destroy history.
artifacts of a civilization thousands of years old
to be looted by the common rogue for the
greed filled collections of some rich jerk,
not to be seen by anyone until his bribes run out
then the head honchos confiscate it as proof for 30 more years.
beware the word of the leaders of the system
because they lie for the benefit of their overflowing swiss accounts.
old wrinkled people with no understanding of how
the youth of the system feels tell us they do know
and take over our lives like nannies for an adult child!
breathing space taken away, many crumble and fall.
down with the system!
the new revolution is started, maybe underground but enough
to jolt the un-knowing into knowing their follies
and understanding how many suffer for their benefit.
rules made to break and un-make the seed of free thought:
we shall overcome all limits. the new dawn ascendeth!
living in a totalitarianismic, post ghandi-ist world
filled with dubya-esque people who follow
themes from shakespearean tales. (how cheap?)
"he tried to kill my father so i shall kill him"
what? is this the count of monte cristo all over again?
leave the theatricals to the actors and not the leaders.
ponder on these words for they are the sign of the times:
control, pop-culture, chaos, (dis)order, carnivore
privacy, war, terrorism, bushism, poverty, s.a.r.s.,
saddam, kidnapping, hostages, corporate domination.
is this what our time should be known by?
the new medieval-esque cannibalistic feudalists with a coat of candy?
a rebellious attitude – seed of the unstable.
a different path of thought - strange.
a new idea - totally unnecessary.
what then do we live for? do we not have curiosity?
if we are so much better off than before
then why are there so many problems on this forsaken place?
post script:
maybe someday the new “darvin”s and “malcom x”es
shall arise from the debris of modern life,
but for that we must breed free thought and free speech.
we cannot go on being perfect in an imperfect world
for from the imperfect rises the new, true perfect.
the phoenix shall rise from the ashes of the perfect.
POWER TO THE IMPERFECT!
1.09.2004
me, me, me
Mood - dumb
Listening to - hurt - johnny cash
let me see.... yea...this is my first blog so i better introduce myself...you know....name and stuff.... my name is Avinash, im an indian guy livin in jeddah (Saudi Arabia)..... dont worry i aint al qaida..... im 19 and a total fuck-up in the truest sense..... i never did graduate from high school(i studied in india).... flunked math twice.... finally did my GED (and passed that whew!...) and am hopin to join college soon.... cannot get a job in this damned place coz i dont have a work permit... and i guess im gonna be here like some bum for a long time....im nocturnal and manage to stay up til 4 or 5 in the morning before goin to sleep..... im 19, broke, a dropout, and single.... am i a loser or what???.... basically i listen to music the whole day... my tastes are all screwy....like i listen to everything from prog metal to garage rock to classic rock n roll..... yup, im a rock person.... i lsten to music according to moods actually......
my fave bands-
1. Tool (MJK=God)
2. System of a Down (Serj=truth)
3. A Perfect Circle
4. The White Stripes (Meg White is HOT!!!!)
5. Red Hot Chili Peppers
6. Nine Inch Nails
i listen to lotsa other stuff to like Nightwish, Within Temptation, Jet, Jimi Hendrix, Led Zeppelin, Tori Amos, John Frusciante, Disturbed, The Datsuns, Marilyn Manson, Audioslave, Rammstien, David Bowie, Rage against the Machine..... (lots and lots more).... lets see how this goes....i might not like do the daily journal thing but...maybe thought bites and stuff.... yeah...peace all... respect
Listening to - hurt - johnny cash
let me see.... yea...this is my first blog so i better introduce myself...you know....name and stuff.... my name is Avinash, im an indian guy livin in jeddah (Saudi Arabia)..... dont worry i aint al qaida..... im 19 and a total fuck-up in the truest sense..... i never did graduate from high school(i studied in india).... flunked math twice.... finally did my GED (and passed that whew!...) and am hopin to join college soon.... cannot get a job in this damned place coz i dont have a work permit... and i guess im gonna be here like some bum for a long time....im nocturnal and manage to stay up til 4 or 5 in the morning before goin to sleep..... im 19, broke, a dropout, and single.... am i a loser or what???.... basically i listen to music the whole day... my tastes are all screwy....like i listen to everything from prog metal to garage rock to classic rock n roll..... yup, im a rock person.... i lsten to music according to moods actually......
my fave bands
1. Tool (MJK=God)
2. System of a Down (Serj=truth)
3. A Perfect Circle
4. The White Stripes (Meg White is HOT!!!!)
5. Red Hot Chili Peppers
6. Nine Inch Nails
i listen to lotsa other stuff to like Nightwish, Within Temptation, Jet, Jimi Hendrix, Led Zeppelin, Tori Amos, John Frusciante, Disturbed, The Datsuns, Marilyn Manson, Audioslave, Rammstien, David Bowie, Rage against the Machine..... (lots and lots more).... lets see how this goes....i might not like do the daily journal thing but...maybe thought bites and stuff.... yeah...peace all... respect
Greed - my personal sin
Mood - pissed
Listening to - nothin right now
I want an iPOD!!!!
Cudja give me one?
Listening to - nothin right now
I want an iPOD!!!!
Cudja give me one?
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