Szépen lassan mindenünk leépül.
Nemsokára elmúlik a nyár.
Minket egytől-egyig felzabál az élet.
Ezután mi vár?

A saját fegyvered végez veled, aki látott téged, tudja milyen vagy,
A véredben van az élet, mégis fejjel lefele a sárban végzed.
Meghalsz, naponta kétszer látod magadat a műtőasztalon.
Bolonddá tett a kényszer. Tudom milyen, a választ is tudom.
A végén mindig minden kiderül, a haverom vagy, nem vagy egyedül,
A napba nézek és fázik a szemem,
Látom, amit te nem.

Szépen lassan mindenünk leépül.
Nemsokára elmúlik a nyár.
Minket egytől-egyig felzabál az élet.
Ezután mi vár?

Bejegyzés: napba nézek és fázik a szemem

A szerzőnek:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=b_K9-lRedvE

Bejegyzés: whistling in the dark

pimpalininak címeztem

,,hova?''

az életébe ^^

Bejegyzés: Miért marad sok nő szingli?

@Gerilgfx:
ha nekem címezted, hova ?

Bejegyzés: Miért marad sok nő szingli?

szerintem vidd az F-et.

Bejegyzés: Miért marad sok nő szingli?

It began when they come took me from my home
And put me in Dead Row,
Of which I am nearly wholly innocent, you know.
And I'll say it again
I.. am.. not.. afraid.. to.. die.

I began to warm and chill
To objects and their fields,
A ragged cup, a twisted mop
The face of Jesus in my soup
Those sinister dinner deals
The meal trolley's wicked wheels
A hooked bone rising from my food
All things either good or ungood.

And the mercy seat is waiting
And I think my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning
To be done with all this measuring of proof.
An eye for an eye
A tooth for a tooth
And anyway I told the truth
And I'm not afraid to die.

Interpret signs and catalogue
A blackened tooth, a scarlet fog.
The walls are bad. Black. Bottom kind.
They are sick breath at my hind
They are sick breath at my hind
They are sick breath at my hind
They are sick breath gathering at my hind

I hear stories from the chamber
How Christ was born into a manger
And like some ragged stranger
Died upon the cross
And might I say, it seems so fitting in its way
He was a carpenter by trade
Or at least that's what I'm told

Like my good hand
tattooed E.V.I.L. across it's brother's fist
That filthy five! They did nothing to challenge or resist.

In Heaven His throne is made of gold
The ark of his Testament is stowed
A throne from which I'm told
All history does unfold.
Down here it's made of wood and wire
And my body is on fire
And God is never far away.

Into the mercy seat I climb
My head is shaved, my head is wired
And like a moth that tries
To enter the bright eye
So I go shuffling out of life
Just to hide in death awhile
And anyway I never lied.

My kill-hand is called E.V.I.L.
Wears a wedding band that's G.O.O.D.
'Tis a long-suffering shackle
Collaring all that devil blood.

And the mercy seat is a-burning
And I think my head is flowing
And in a way I'm hoping
To be done with all this weighing up of truth.
An eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And I've got nothing left to lose
And I'm not afraid to die.

And the mercy seat is waiting
And I think my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning
To be done with all this measuring of proof
An eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And anyway, there was no proof
And nor a motive why.

Bejegyzés: and i not afraid to die

Cat's in the Cradle
by Sandy & Harry Chapin

My child arrived just the other day,
He came to the world in the usual way.
But there were planes to catch, and bills to pay.
He learned to walk while I was away.
And he was talking 'fore I knew it, and as he grew,
He'd say, "I'm gonna be like you, dad.
You know I'm gonna be like you."

And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon,
Little boy blue and the man in the moon.
"When you coming home, dad?" "I don't know when,
But we'll get together then.
You know we'll have a good time then."

My son turned ten just the other day.
He said, "Thanks for the ball, dad, come on let's play.
Can you teach me to throw?" I said, "Not today,
I got a lot to do." He said, "That's ok."
And he walked away, but his smile never dimmmed,
Said, "I'm gonna be like him, yeah.
You know I'm gonna be like him."

And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon,
Little boy blue and the man in the moon.
"When you coming home, dad?" "I don't know when,
But we'll get together then.
You know we'll have a good time then."

Well, he came from college just the other day,
So much like a man I just had to say,
"Son, I'm proud of you. Can you sit for a while?"
He shook his head, and he said with a smile,
"What I'd really like, dad, is to borrow the car keys.
See you later. Can I have them please?"

And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon,
Little boy blue and the man in the moon.
"When you coming home, son?" "I don't know when,
But we'll get together then, dad.
You know we'll have a good time then."

I've long since retired and my son's moved away.
I called him up just the other day.
I said, "I'd like to see you if you don't mind."
He said, "I'd love to, dad, if I could find the time.
You see, my new job's a hassle, and the kid's got the flu,
But it's sure nice talking to you, dad.
It's been sure nice talking to you."
And as I hung up the phone, it occurred to me,
He'd grown up just like me.
My boy was just like me.

And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon,
Little boy blue and the man in the moon.
"When you coming home, son?" "I don't know when,
But we'll get together then, dad.
You know we'll have a good time then."

Bejegyzés: cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon

All and Everyone

Death was everywhere
In the air and in the sounds
Coming off the mounds
Of Bolton's Ridge
Oh death's anchorage
When you rolled a smoke
Or told a joke
It was in the laughter
And drinking water
It approached the beach
As strings of cutters
Dropped into the sea
And lay around us

Death was in the ancient fortress
Shelled by a million bullets
From gunners, waiting in the copses
With hearts that threatened to pop their boxes
As we advanced into the sun
Death was all and everyone
Death was all and everyone

As we advanced in the sun
As we advanced, every man
As we advanced in the sun

Death hung in the smoke and clung
To four hundred acres of useless beachfront
A bank of red earth, dripping down
Death is now, and now, and now

Death was everywhere
In the air and in the sounds
Coming off the mounds
Of Bolton's Ridge
Oh death's anchorage
Death was in the staring sun
Fixing its eyes on everyone
It rattled the bones of the Light Horsemen
Still lying out there in the open

As we advanced in the sun
As we advanced, every man
As we advanced in the sun
Sing "Death to all and everyone

Bejegyzés: all and everyone, polly jean

Azert azt majdnem barmelyik imamalmos kozgazdasz megmondja neked, hogy a monopolium nem jo, meg a rent seeking sem.

A Citigroup profitabilitasa:

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Citigroup#Return_to_profitability.2C_non-governmental_shareholder_ownership

Beletelt egy kis idobe. A milliardokat egyebkent erdemes a szervezet teljes meretehez hasonlitani.

Bejegyzés: pár tény a mai világról, melyben a pénz az úr

Letéptem ezt a hangaszálat,
Már tudhatod, az õsz halott.
E földön többé sose' látlak,
Ó, idõszaga, hangaszálak,
És várlak téged...Tudhatod.

Bejegyzés: I would never bother you/promise to/follow you

süt
a verőfény
egy fürdőző fény
egy emberi fény
itt szólít téged
teremjenek
tündöklő fényű
emberek
a mindenség
előlép
innen ég
onnan ég
onnan világít szét
oda áramlik szét
ó adjad még
ó adjál fényt

átvesz az érzés
egyre terjed az érzés
itt szól bennem
csiri-csiri-csiri-biri
így duruzsol
csiri-csiri-csiri-biri
elvarázsol
figyelj te is rá hogy miről
szól teveled
hogyan fényesedik meg
tebenned

megáll az eszem
fel kell pattannom
és már jár jár jár
és már szól szól szól
és már jó jó jó

lesz még Nap száll még hozzánk az élet ünnepe
lesz még napfény, megnyílik még az ég
úgy szólít érzés kell ide
ami kincs itt égig ér, az bentről született

vágtázz föl hát, vágják életed
napsugár-karddal, égő szerelemmel
fakadjon finylő, aranyló özöne
éneke zengjen, röpítsen messzire

hej! hej! hej! küldj fényt!
hej! hej! hej! küldj fényt!

Bejegyzés: megáll az eszem - lesz még napfény, megnyílik még az ég

@aranyláz:

amúgy a port.hu-n szoktam hozzászólogatni, meglepő módon ott is szorokin néven. :)

Bejegyzés: auguries_ born to suffer_

@szorokin: azaz :)

Bejegyzés: auguries_ born to suffer_

@aranyláz:

szeretem őket (bár mán régen láttam őket), de egyértelműen a Dead Man az a film ami szívem csücske. :).

A szellemkutyán például röhögnöm kellett,
pl mikor a gengsztertata rajzfilmet nézett...

Florida... ugye az az a film, amelyikben magyarok vannak (szereplők, akik magyarul is beszélnek a filmben) ?

Bejegyzés: auguries_ born to suffer_

@szorokin: Igen, én is szeretem, jó kis hangulatfestőt készített hozzá Neil Young.
Jarmusch más filmjeit is kedveled? Nekem nagyon tetszenek, főleg a Florida, a paradicsom, és az Éjszaka a Földön.

Bejegyzés: auguries_ born to suffer_

@aranyláz: köszi.

az egyik kedvenc filmem.
a zenéje is kedvenc, még kazin hallgattam rojtosra :))

Bejegyzés: auguries_ born to suffer_

Én ezt a filmet ajánlom-Blake és Morrison hagyatékát követve: Jim Jarmusch: Halott ember

www.port.hu/halott_ember_dead_man/pls/fi/films.film_page?i_film_id=966

Bejegyzés: auguries_ born to suffer_

Depeche Mode: Never Let Me Down Again

-

I’m taking a ride
With my best friend
I hope he never lets me down again
He knows where he’s taking me
Taking me where I want to be
I’m taking a ride
With my best friend

We’re flying high
We’re watching the world pass us by
Never want to come down
Never want to put my feet back down
On the ground

I’m taking a ride
With my best friend
I hope he never lets me down again
Promises me I’m as safe as houses
As long as I remember who’s wearing the trousers
I hope he never lets me down again

We’re flying high
We’re watching the world pass us by
Never want to come down
Never want to put my feet back down
On the ground

Never let me down

See the stars, they’re shining bright
Everything’s alright tonight

Bejegyzés: never let me down

https....

"feltörhető a weben széles körben használt TLS (Transport Layer Security) és SSL (Secure Sockets Layer) titkosítás."

"ha a böngésző címsorában a https rövidítést látjuk, szinte biztosak lehetünk benne, hogy a TLS titkosítás valamelyik verziója dolgozik a háttérben."

index.hu/tech/2011/09/20/feltortek_a_legelterjedtebb_webes_titkositast/

Bejegyzés: https, üvegfal, átlátszó.

recorder.blog.hu/2011/08/18/a_nema_enekesno_beth_gibbons_portishead

Bejegyzés: silence, portishead, hungary