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Assemblage 23 - “The Noise Inside My Head”
Lyrics:
It’s 3AM
And I am laying wide-awake
And I can’t sleep for the noise inside my head
The world vibrating
With a cruel cacophony
Flooded with the thoughts my mind has bled
The restless furor
Of a thousand racing thoughts
Swarms around me like a vulture circles prey
In the darkness
No one else can hear a sound
But I am deafened by this ceaseless disarray
I could scream myself to sleep
If it would shatter the illusion
But I can’t give in to this
It’s the noise that makes me human
Waking life
Like a movie on a screen
Running backwards as the film starts to unthread
A wall of violence
Bounding forward through the peace
With no regard for what might lie ahead
An infestation
Of arbitrary thought
Washes over me in paralyzing waves
My defenses
Battered by the driving storm
Isolated – waiting to be saved
I could scream myself to sleep […]
It’s much too late
And I am slowly losing ground
A prisoner to the noise inside my head
Disconnected
I am trapped within myself
Held captive by a tide that never ebbs
I could scream myself to sleep […]
We see all around us that the marginal cost of goods and services eventually approaches zero, but one thing we all want and pay for is entertainment. And that’s the value of education. Ultimately, the more educated and creative you are, the easier it will be for you to entertain yourself and never be bored.
- Hal Abelson, via Vivek Haldar
Time passes in moments. Moments, which rushing past, define the path of a life, just as surely as they lead towards its end. How rarely do we stop the examine that path? To see the reason why all things happen. To consider whether the path we take in life is our own making, or simply one into which we drift with eyes closed. But what if we could stop? Pause to take stock of each precious moment before it passes. Might we then see the endless forks in the road that have shaped a life, and seeing those choices choose another path?
- Scully, The X-Files s07e17 “All things”
Madder Mortem - “Where Dream and Day Collide”
What to say about this song? The music? The lyrics? The video clip? Just amazing…
Lyrics:
There’s a man far from here
who made sure to stay well clear
of taking hold or letting go,
always choosing not to know.
But then his bridges burned
Sometimes still he stops and turns,
listening to open skies
for broken words and severed ties.
And I believe that wordless call
he hears sometimes
could reach us all…
I stayed for so long where dream and day collide…
Now I’m on fire…
There’s a girl, one I know,
who wrapped up her heart in snow.
Much too proud and much too vain,
she thought she could hide her pain
in that clean and crispy chill.
To this day, she feels it still.
Once frozen to the core,
she’s not who she was before.
And I believe that chilling cold
she feels sometimes
could touch us all.
I stayed for so long where dream and day collide…
Now I’m on fire…
Let it freeze, let it burn!
Someday soon it is your turn
to fall down as others fell!
As they wept, you will as well!
The problem with the world is that the intelligent people are full of doubts, while the stupid ones are full of confidence.
- Charles Bukowski
Katatonia - “The Longest Year”
I’m surprised I haven’t posted this yet. I’ve been replaying this song so often again and again… It’s mesmerizing…
Lyrics:
In the nights of old I always wished
In the longest year that had me down
And I would freeze if you ever asked me
That was my way
Confront the guilt and try to overcome,
Do not go away I’m not there yet…
I can see fire when I fall behind (fall behind)
When I give up my thoughts redefined
How cold is the flame of our uncompromising future?
How cold is the sun…?
The city lights fading still
The coming sky so white
And I’m the dark of this our new day
This is my way
Find the one
This weight will hold me down
How cold is the sun
I can see fire when I fall behind (fall behind)
When I give up my thoughts redefined
How cold is the flame of our uncompromising future?
How cold is the sun…?
Draconian - “Morphine Cloud”
That voice…
Lyrics:
One single night, one single day
Before it all just sweeps away…
With the paradise I do not know,
Through the joy I never had
I’m all alone on my isolated throne
Why have you forsaken me?
The days outnumbered themselves into the grey
And life cries, a dream dies out into the blackness,
Stretches for an empty cup; a chalice to collect the tears
That I keep to myself
I gaze upon the mystery, this lovelorn identity…
Frozen beyond the echoes of laughter…
This morphine cloud hanging over me
Like a snow-white curtain;
This beautiful haze overruns me
So I erase myself from you; The cure for my sanity…
And here I am, unwilling to forgive myself
So lost in this remedy, your spirit is haunting me;
Consumed by indifference…
I scream in your silence where shadows conceals me…
I’m cursed to search for you…
Oh feeble, ungrateful my heart;
Paralyzed you drown with me
Intoxicate this bitter reality
Under the screens of apathy
The dream died before it was born,
Innocence is lost… And so am I
But still I pretend to be strong
Still I wonder where I belong…
You whisper to me gently in my sleep
To leave this world behind…
And I gaze upon the mystery, this lovelorn identity…
Frozen beyond the echoes of laughter…
Complaining is stupid. Either act or forget.
- Stefan Sagmeister (via kari-shma)
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An assortment of not so random things that relate to me one way or another. Tumblelog is much easier to maintain than a normal blog.
I'm a PhD student in AI and a INFJ (Counselor Idealist) with an obvious passion for music and describing my life with it. I think this is more than enough to describe me.
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