Monday, 29 November 2010
Sunday, 28 November 2010
Saturday, 27 November 2010
up to no goodness random happy party pics 2010
i didn't exhale?
check 1-2 can ya hear what i am sayin?
even cowgirls like bald men
classique dance dans la cuisine
Men Without Hats
fly me to the moon....with my ears in yourhands
2010
Thursday, 25 November 2010
music and mass destruction...
this is just a nightmare, soon i'm gonna wake up, someone's gonna bring me 'round, running from the bombers, hiding in the forest, running through the fields, laying flat on the ground, just like everybody, stepping over heads, running from the underground, this is your warning... 4 minute warning. i don't wanna hear it, i don't wanna know, i just wanna run and hide, this is just a nightmare, soon i'm gonna wake up, someone's gonna bring me round, this is a warning, 4 minute warning.....
they've been at it since 1945... over 2040 known tests...thats one test every 11.5 days for 65 years...4 minute warning
this is just an ad-lib (sonnet 06)
Sunday, 21 November 2010
Saturday, 20 November 2010
101
hands not turning nor making signs
never too late too early
better than never
better than ever
Thursday, 18 November 2010
Wednesday, 17 November 2010
Tuesday, 16 November 2010
Repetition (sonnet 05) thank you for deviant art
All the music in the world helps you out.
Images surreptitiously displayed
over and over and over again.
You find whatever you can want in life.
The world helps you out in all the music.
Images displayed surreptitiously
again, again and again and again.
Life can find you, whatever want in you
the music helps you out in all the world.
surreptitiously displayed images
again, overagain overagain.
Whatever music surreptitiously
always sees everything in the detail.
Monday, 15 November 2010
proving itselfly (in haiku series)
Sunday, 14 November 2010
dreamoments (in haiku series)
Thursday, 11 November 2010
The Captain
Coming home after a long, long war. Coming home after a dozen of walks. Coming home after a long, long war. Coming home after a dozen of wars. We are out of wind. We have pock-marked chin. We have lots of water. We turn the other cheek and we win. One thousand stories and soon theres more. We've been offered one more lap to go. In my hand I hold a key, it's dear to me cause I know where it leads. We are out of wind. We have pock-marked chin. We have all this water, we turn the other cheek with a grin.
for remembrance day...
Wednesday, 10 November 2010
self inflicted appreciation
Tuesday, 9 November 2010
Not Offenbach...
when i go out on a saturday night i always wear my spandex, it's such a delight, to match with my headband, don't mess with my spikes, my nice leather pants, sure i got sweaty balls, nice old patches on my jacket, all-over shirt stuck in my trousers, come on watch me being metal, more metal than you'll ever be, army boots in, checkin my spandex, leaving you guessing, what is in there, nice shiny balls, with an accept tattoo, Udod Dirkschneider eat your heart out.
Motorgrinding you can look up the paroles yourself!
Friday, 5 November 2010
Offenbach...
Belle nuit, oh nuit d'amour, souris à nos ivresses. Nuit plus douce que le jour, oh belle nuit d'amour. Le temps fuit et sans retour emporte nos tendresses. Loin de cet heureux séjour, le temps fuit sans retour. Zéphyrs embrasés. Bercez-nous de vos caresses. Zéphyrs embrasés. Bercez-nous de vos caresses. Donnez-nous nos baisers. Bercez-nous de vos baisers. Belle nuit, oh nuit d'amour. Souris a nos ivresses. Nuit plus douce que le jour, oh belle nuit d'amour, oh belle nuit d'amour, souris a nos ivresses, souris a nos ivresses, nuit d'amour, belle nuit, oh belle nuit d'amour...
je ne peux pas Ă©couter trop de cette chanson lĂ .