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THE OFFICIAL CALIFORNIA PLUS BOOMER 'N WHISKERS THREAD! (pg. 255)
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| Echo of Silence |
i nat
jeg er en klovn...
bedrøvet klovn.
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Creation seems to come out of imperfection. It seems to come out of a striving and a frustration, and this is where I think language came from. It came from our desire to transcend our isolation and have some sort of connection with one another. And it had to be easy, when it was just simple survival, like you know...water, we came up with a sound for that, or sabre-toothed tiger right behind you!, we came up with a sound for that. But, when it gets really interesting, I think, is when we use that same system of symbols to communicate all the abstract and intangible things that we're experiencing. What is frustration? or what is anger? or love? When I say "love," the sound comes out of my mouth and hits the other person's ear, travels through this Byzantine conduit in their brain, through their memories of love, or lack of love, and they register what I'm saying, and they say "Yes, I understand," but how do I know they understand? Words are inert; They're just symbols; They're dead. You know? And, so much of our experience is intangible. So much of what we perceive cannot be expressed; It's unspeakable. Yet, when we communicate with one another, and we feel that we have connected, and we think that we are understood, I think we have a feeling of almost spiritual communion, and that feeling might be transient, but I think it's what we live for. |
Oh Whiskers |
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| whiskers |
| quote: | Originally posted by Echo of Silence
i nat
jeg er en klovn...
bedrøvet klovn.
Oh Whiskers |
what? :p
how about this for depressive lyrics?:
I thought I saw a man brought to life.
He was warm, he came around like he was dignified;
He showed me what it was to cry.
Well you couldn't be that man I adored.
You don't seem to know, don't seem to care what your heart is for.
But I don't know him anymore,
There's nothing where he used to lie
My conversation has run dry,
That's whats going on,
Nothing's fine, I'm torn
I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel,
I'm cold and I am shamed, lying naked on the floor.
Illusion never changed into something real,
I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn,
You're a little late, I'm already torn
So I guess the fortune teller's right,
Should have seen just what was there and not some holy light.
But you crawled beneath my veins and now
I don't care, I have no luck, I don't miss it all that much
There's just so many things
That I can't touch, I'm torn
I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel,
I'm cold and I am shamed, lying naked on the floor.
Illusion never changed into something real.
I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn,
You're a little late, I'm already torn. Torn.
There's nothing where he used to lie,
My inspiration has run dry,
That's what's going on, nothing's right, I'm torn
I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel,
I'm cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor,
Illusion never changed into something real.
I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel,
I'm cold and I'm ashamed, bound and broken on the floor
You're a little late, I'm already torn... |
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| Echo of Silence |
| eh, you edited! :p |
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| whiskers |
| quote: | Originally posted by Echo of Silence
eh, you edited! :p |
no i didn't, i don't edit :p |
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| Echo of Silence |
hey hey hey, my little elves! wake up wake up! (knocking loudly on the side of the monitor :D)
The sun is up! it is time to sing and dance and play and be silly!
NO MORE SNORING NO MORE SLEEPING
You are not cooperating, guys. I feel the power of your zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz s.
Okay, I will talk to myself. I wanted to find lyrics to this song that is reeeeeeally depressing, possibly more depressing than the Off by One lyrics, but I don't know the name of the guy (he was old and he always wore black. American. He passed away when I was in California?) and I don't know the name of the song. But it was a video and he was sitting on the porch, I think.
The Earthquake in Iran was 6.5 or 6.3 on the Richter scale. Now it is estimated that 20,000 have been killed possibly as many as 40,000. 70% of residential Bam was destroyed and there is no water, no power. Apparently, there are no building ordinances or laws for residential property. Maybe not for commercial property either.
I do not know how you make a letter plural in English. For example, if there are 5 zs in a word, how would you type, that is too many zs? Maybe you would say, there are too many zees in that word. Hmmm.
I might lift my ban and peek into Chillout and the Political Forum. I think it is safe for a few days. ;) I wonder if I will find anything of interest. |
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| Echo of Silence |
hmmm. I found the ones I was looking for. So now I've read the lyrics to both and deemed Torn to be more depressing and thus superior, but here is Hurt.
I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The needle tears a hold
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything
What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
I am still right here
What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way |
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| Echo of Silence |
okay, this is the last one.
Midnight, not a sound from the pavement.
Has the moon lost her memory?
She is smiling alone.
In the lamp light the withered leaves collect at my feet
And the wind begins to moan
Mem'ry all alone in the moonlight
I can smile at the old days
I was beautiful then
I remember the time I knew what happiness was
Let the mem'ry live again
Ev'ry street lamp seems to beat
A fatalistic warning
Someone mutters and a street lamp gutters
And soon it will be morning
Daylight I must wait for the sunrise
I must think of a new life
And I musn't give in
When the dawn comes tonight will be a memory too
And a new day will begin
Burnt out ends of smoky days
The stale cold smell of morning
The street lamp dies another night is over
Another day is dawning
Touch me
It's so easy to leave me
All alone with the memory
Of my days in the sun
If you touch me you'll understand what happiness is
Look a new day has begun
And with these lyrics, the era of depression officially ends. My afternoon happy hour shall commence. ;) |
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| TuanAnh213 |
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| whiskers |
Echo - i think you're depressed
Tuan - i think you like weird japanese people
lol :p |
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| TuanAnh213 |
| quote: | Originally posted by whiskers
Tuan - i think you like weird japanese people
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| fuct4less |
lmfao at those pics, tuan :haha:
| quote: | Originally posted by Echo of Silence
hmmm. I found the ones I was looking for. So now I've read the lyrics to both and deemed Torn to be more depressing and thus superior, but here is Hurt.
I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The needle tears a hold
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything
What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
I am still right here
What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way |
the Nine Inch Nails version of this song is very calming. |
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| whiskers |
| i am thoroughly and utterly disturbed!!! :wtf::wtf::wtf: |
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