December 2009
21 posts
“The Biggest Lie” by Elliott Smith
“I’m sorry you seem so stumped
And I’m sorry you think you have to...”
– Elliott Smith
Fight Club comes to mind
Free Time with God [In I.S.S.]
And the Will which in lies,
Which never dies.
Who knows the extent
And the mystery of the Will?
Man’s own Will.
With its sultry vigor,
And a feeble cowardice undeserving of heaven’s
True name.
And for God!
Who that never dies,
Which doth not yield.
And his trinity within,
Makes man’s Will passionate
Without quanderance,
And a weakening posture unbecoming of...
Death by Water
Phlebas the Phoenician, a fortnight dread,
Forgot the cry of gulls, and the deep sea swell
And the profit and loss.
A current under sea
Picked his bones in whispers. As he rose and fell
He passed the stages of his age and youth
Entering the whirlpool.
Gentile or Jew
Oh! You who turn the wheel and look to windward,
Consider Phlebas, who was once handsome and
Tall as you.
“My nerves are bad tonight. Yes, bad. Stay with me.
Speak to me. Why do you...”
– The Waste Lands
Part II, “A Game of Chess”
-T.S. Eliot
“Well, I rung the fallout shelter bell
And I leaned my head and I gave a yell,...”
– Bob Dylan
“What a beautiful face
I have found in this place
That is circling all...”
– Jeff Mangum
creepypasta:
Coffins used to be built with holes in them, attached to six feet of copper tubing and a bell. The tubing would allow air for victims buried under the mistaken impression they were dead. Harold, the Oakdale gravedigger, upon hearing a bell, went to go see if it was children pretending to be spirits. Sometimes it was also the wind. This time it wasn’t either. A voice from below...
“I don’t know how I survived.
The crew all was chewed alive.
I must have...”
– Colin Maloy
“The universe works on a math equation
that never even ever really even ends in...”
– Isaac Brock
“I’ve said what I’ve said and i tell ya,
I still can’t focus...”
– Isaac Brock
“Sometimes I long to be,
Land locked,
And...
“To the victims of its tyranny, there was the choice of death with its direst...”
– Edgar Allen Poe
“VERY, very dreadfully nervous I had been and am; but why will you say that I am...”
– Edgar Allen Poe