Blue Sky Black Death - Our Hearts of Ruin
Impressive.
Posted 1 year ago
How so many exist
How few really live
Now that I think of my life
Everyday I’ve died a bit
A second chance, would be a welcome gift
Posted 1 year ago
I don’t know about my love
I don’t know about loving anymore
All that I know is
I’m loving, loving, loving, loving
Might as well love you
I don’t know about loving anymore
All that I know is
I’m loving, loving, loving, loving
Might as well love you
James Blake (The Wilhelm Scream)
Posted 1 year ago
To be or not to be
A slave for free
And do a PhD
That is the question
—-
Do I want to break free
But if not a PhD
What would I rather be
That is the question
—-
Life in the lab
is stress free
Seminars maybe drab
but lunch is free
—-
A PhD will feed your belly
and enrich your mind
A better job, one can’t possibly
expect to find
We do cool research, not the grind
Posted 1 year ago
The Nothing Man. I still haven’t found what I’m looking for. Losing my religion. Why does it always rain on me? Nothing as it seems. Things have changed. Where is the love? Everybody Hurts. Low. Subterranean homesick alien. Clubbed to death. Hole in my soul. I fall down. Endless Deep. Goodbye blue sky. I cant fight this feeling anymore. Frozen. Wish you were here. Come as you are. Love rescue me…
Optimistic. Staring at the sun. Love is blindness. If God will send his angels. Hallelujah here she comes. Karma Police. I shall be released. Wake up dead man. Mama I’m coming home. The great beyond. In God’s Country…
Posted 1 year ago
When I consider my life objectively, it does not seem particularly happy. Yet I cannot really call it unhappy, despite all my mistakes. After all, it is quite foolish to talk about happiness and unhappiness, for it seems to me that I would not exchange the unhappiest days of my life for all the happy ones.
Hermann Hesse in Gertrude
Posted 1 year ago
I want you to love me like a poet loves his sorrowful thoughts.
Kahlil Gibran
