När ljusen
har brunnit ner, när du inte längre vill tala till mig. När det är en annan tid
och kompassen visar en ny väg. Den tiden är här, den tiden och den vägen måste
jag ovillkorligt följa. Ny, okänd mark.
zinzanose
”The body is wiser than its inhabitants. The body is the soul. We ignore its aches, its pains, its eruptions, because we fear the truth. The body is God’s messenger.”
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17 januari 2014
22 december 2013
Time is the room of human development.
Time is the room of human development. A man who has no free time to dispose of, whose whole lifetime, apart from the mere physical interruptions by sleep, meals and so forth, is absorbed by his labor for the capitalist, is less than a beast of burden. He is a mere machine for producing Foreign Wealth, broken in body and brutalized in mind. Yet the whole history of modern industry shows that capital, if not checked, will recklessly and ruthlessly work to cast down the whole working class to this utmost state of degradation.
K.Marx
K.Marx
-Zin
24 november 2013
3 november 2013
TANKAR
Om jag vänder mig om hugger du mig i ryggen. Står jag still
hinner du ikapp mig. Stannar jag kvar och slåss övermannar du mig. Springer jag
dyker du plötsligt upp från ett oväntat håll. Jag lägger mig ner och rider ut
stormen. Finner mig i det outhärdliga. Härdar ut, låter giftet rinna ut.
7 oktober 2013
shake it off my friend!
Regrets collect like old friends. Here to relive your darkest moments. I can see no way, I can see no way. And all of the ghouls come out to play. And every demon wants his pound of flesh. But I like to keep some things to myself. I like to keep my issues drawn. It's always darkest before the dawn
And I've been a fool and I've been blind. I can never leave the past behind.
I can see no way, I can see no way. I'm always dragging that horse around
And our love is pastured such a mournful sound. Tonight I'm gonna bury that horse in the ground
So I like to keep my issues drawn. But it's always darkest before the dawn
And it's hard to dance with a devil on your back, so shake him off.
I am done with my graceless heart. So tonight I'm gonna cut it out and then restart
Cause I like to keep my issues drawn. It's always darkest before the dawn.
And it's hard to dance with a devil on your back, so shake him off.
And given half the chance would I take any of it back. It's a fine romance but its left me so undone
It's always darkest before the dawn
And I'm damned if I do and I'm damned if I don't. So here's to drinks in the dark at the end of my road. And I'm ready to suffer and I'm ready to hope
It's a shot in the dark and right at my throat. Cause looking for heaven, found the devil in me.
Looking for heaven, found the devil in me. Well what the hell, I'm gonna let it happen to me.
And I've been a fool and I've been blind. I can never leave the past behind.
I can see no way, I can see no way. I'm always dragging that horse around
And our love is pastured such a mournful sound. Tonight I'm gonna bury that horse in the ground
So I like to keep my issues drawn. But it's always darkest before the dawn
And it's hard to dance with a devil on your back, so shake him off.
I am done with my graceless heart. So tonight I'm gonna cut it out and then restart
Cause I like to keep my issues drawn. It's always darkest before the dawn.
And it's hard to dance with a devil on your back, so shake him off.
And given half the chance would I take any of it back. It's a fine romance but its left me so undone
It's always darkest before the dawn
And I'm damned if I do and I'm damned if I don't. So here's to drinks in the dark at the end of my road. And I'm ready to suffer and I'm ready to hope
It's a shot in the dark and right at my throat. Cause looking for heaven, found the devil in me.
Looking for heaven, found the devil in me. Well what the hell, I'm gonna let it happen to me.
Shake it off.
3 oktober 2013
Im a fucking unicorn
The people
that underestimate me. The people
that doesn’t think that I can change the world. The girls
that looks twice. The guys
that think my soul is for sale. I’m a fucking unicorn.
4 juli 2013
Fel buss.
Ibland vet jag inte riktigt vart jag är på väg, bokstavligt
talat alltså. Helt plötsligt är jag på 17 bussen helt utan anledning faktiskt. Ibland saknar jag vänner som varit mig nära. Vissa
dagar blir det nästan outhärdligt att vara på både fel buss och sakna en
svunnen tid. En vän. En tid, då vi var mycket yngre. En tid då allt var så oförglömligt.
Det som är gott nog åt dig, borde vara gott nog för mig. Det
är det inte. Alltid på fel buss. Som en
förbannelse, som ett straff, som om det skulle vara mitt öde att bara sitta och
åka åt fel håll. Har nästan slutat bry mig, men bara nästan. Du kan fortfarande
rädda mig om du vill, men det vill du inte.
/k
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