Saturday, March 25, 2006

For my boys doin what they do!


Every Day Is Exactly The Same
By: Nine Inch Nails




I believe I can see the future
As I repeat the same routine
I think I used to have a purpose
But then again
That might have been a dream
I think I used to have a voice
Now I never make a sound
I just do what I've been told
I really don't want them to come around

Oh, no

Everyday is exactly the same
Everyday is exactly the same
There is no love here and there is no pain
Everyday is exactly the same

I can feel their eyes are watching
In case I loose myself again
Sometimes I think I'm happy here
Sometimes, yet I still pretend
I can't remember how this got started
But I can tell you exactly how it will end

(Chorus)

I'm writing on a little piece of paper
I'm hoping someday you might find
I'll hide it behind something
They won't look behind
I am still inside here
A little bit comes bleeding through
I wish this could have been any other way
But I just don't know what else I can do!

Everyday is exactly the same
Everyday is exactly the same
There is no love here and there is no pain
Everyday is exactly the same.

Wednesday, March 15, 2006

Orestes


According to greek mythology Orestes was the son of Agamemnon and Clytemnestra. (Agamemnon was once told to be the most powerfull King of the ancient Greek kingdom of Mycenae or Argos, commander-in-chief of the Greeks during the Trojan War. Clytemnsetra the wife of Agamemnon in Greek mythology was believed to have been born of a union between Zeus and Leda. Zeus is said to have wooed Leda disguised as a swan.) and the brother of Electra. (The Psychological disorder Electra Complex is named after her.) When his father returned from the Trojan War, he was murdered by Clytemnestra and her lover, Aegisthus. Orestes, who was quite young at the time, went into exile and swore to get revenge. After he reached adulthood, he returned home secretly and, plotting with his sister Electra, contrived the murder of both Aegisthus and Clytemnestra. (Aegisthus ruled Mycenae for seven years.) As a consequence of his deed, Orestes was tormented by erinyes, or furies (it is said that Electra had a hand in her brother seeing and hearing the Erinyes) who followed him everywhere he went. The Erinyes only stopped houding him when he sought judgment for his crime at Aeropagus in Athens, and was acquitted.

Give me
One more medicated peaceful moment!



The Electra complex is a vague psychiatric concept named by Carl Jung and proposed by Sigmund Freud being the counterpart to the Oedipus complex. According to Freud, a female is originally attached to the mother, and when she discovers that she lacks a penis during the Phallic stage the female becomes psychologically attached to her father and imagines that she will become pregnant by him, while becoming more hostile towards her mother. This is due to penis envy the female is so envious of her father's penis and wants to possess it so strongly that she dreams of bearing his children. This theory is generally regarded as sexist among feminists.

Saturday, March 11, 2006

A Perfect Circle
"
The Noose"

So glad to see you well
Overcome and completely silent now
With heavens help you cast your demons out

And not to pull your halo down
Around your neck and tug you off your cloud
But I'm more then just a little curious
How your're planning to go about making your amends
To the dead
To the dead

Recall the deeds as if thry're all
Someone else's atrocious stories
Now you stand reborn before us all
so Glad to see you well

And not to pull your halo down
Around your neck and tug you to the ground
But Im more then just a little curious
How you're planning to go about making your amends
To the dead
To the dead

With your halo slipping down
Your halo slipping
Your halo slipping down
Your halo slipping down

But I'm more then just a little curious
How you're planning to go about making your
More then just a little curious
How you're planning to go about making your amends

Your halo slipping down
Your halo slipping down
To choke you now

Thursday, March 09, 2006

Naturally unnatural?

TOOL 46&2
click here for lyrics



Carl Jung's Archetype the shadow, is said to be part of the unconscious mind, mysterious and disagreeable to the conscious mind. It is considered part of ones original self. Shadow is superseded during early childhood by the consious mind, it becomes thoughts compressed by the consious mind these thoughts are instinctive and irrational. The Shadow is ruthless in conflict and empathetic in friendship. It is a source of ideas for understanding ones more inexplicable actions, attitudes and reactions, and how to deal with these actions/reactions. It may appear in dreams/visions in various forms often as a feared or despised person or being. It can act as an adversary or a friend. Usually has the same gender as ones persona. Ones shadow tends to appear with dark skin to any one because it represents an ancestral aspect of the mind but can depend greatly on the individuals character, because the shadow developes in one's mind rather than inherited in the collective unconscious. Interaction with the shadow in dreams may shed light on ones state of mind. The shadow sometimes takes over ones actions especially when the conscious mind is shocked, confused, or paralyzed by indecision.

The human genome is the whole hereditary information of an organism that is encoded in the DNA. Human genome is made up of 23 chromosome pairs with a total of 3 billion DNA. There are 24 distinct human chromosomes numbered 1-22 plus a sex determining X and Y chromosome. They are numbered roughly according to decreasing size. Adding one or two would be godly or evolutionary. Now the question in today's age is will this happen to humankind naturally or will we do it through medicine and science maybe to cure a disease? Or make a super-human soldier. Will time tell?

Tuesday, March 07, 2006

Rose



Rose Lyrics Artist(band): A Perfect circle


Don't disturb
The beast
The tempermental goat
The snail while he's feeding on
The rose
Stay frozen, compromising
What I will
I am

Bend around
The wind silently
thrown about
Again I'm treading so
Soft and lightly
Compromising my will
I am

I am
I will
So no longer
Will I
Lay down
Play dead
Play your doe
in the headlights locked down
and terrified
your deer in the headlights
Shot down and horrified when
Push comes to pull comes to shove
Comes to step around this
Self-destructing dance that never
Would've ednded till I
Rose
I roared aloud here
I will
I am

I am
I will
So no longer
Will I
Lay down
Lay dead
Play this
Kneel down
Gun-shy martyr
Pitiful
I rose, I roared
I will
I am



life


So as of late I have been looking into basically what life is and means to me . Studied the Torah (first five books of the Hebrew bible). A little in to Kabbalah and of course the tree of life, circle of life, and flower of life. Reading some Carl Jung on the collective unconscious. Any ways some other shit and to be honest I think I might be more confused now than when I started. First and foremost I do not believe Jesus Christ was god in human form. I do believe he was a man just not god. And I am pretty sure I hate most religions. but I do believe in a higher power, a thing. I do not believe in the big bang theory and Darwinism although there is obvious evolution that takes place in the history of mankind. But how can someone honestly say with out a doubt that we came from a single celled Organism. When we can't even decide what 98.5% of the human genome does. I am starting to like the sound of reincarnation, that we play this same game over and over again until we get it right and not every part of us goes on to the next life but only a part of the soul. I don't know there is just something comforting to me in that.

Friday, February 24, 2006

where is my mind

Tuesday, January 31, 2006

Work

Glass broken mirrors fallen,
My reflection shattered,
To a million pieces,
Fists hit the ground picking up the glass of this life,
Splintered wont ever gain control,
Fuck it,
slip into this emotional comma,
Let the demons dream,
Cease to exist pull the white flag,
Give away all rights institutionalized,
These are part one and two of my life,.
Gray clouds roll through my eyes,
Rain falls like mud from these lies,
Between the up and down side,
I hide
This purgatory byes him time.