Listened a bit more intently to Symphony X. I have three albums so far, but didn't give them much minding, therefore it was strange for me to realize that i actually know these melodies very well. And then i understood where do i know them from. Oh damn. So deep it's almost subconscious.
Sometimes i wish for the smell i've forgotten. Almost a physical need.
Half past nine, Friday evening. These two are in my v-space, but i'd love to have them closer.
It just came to my mind..."you returned, like poor Levi Matthew, but you returned too late..."
In the end, everyone turn back, everyone agree, but it's too late, dead.
So, you're saying i shouldn't get repetitive in my art? Little hypocrite...or you're in denial that in that way or another, the art, the air, the creed, deal with the same thing? It quite reminds me of some Ido conversation, about pointless, themeless posts, which made me think that none of my posts has any theme whatsoever, but the situation's way worse, because this whole journal, since 05, has only one theme really.
I do not deviate from it, only allegorize, sometimes. But since nobody know, i'll keep pretending it's all blatantly themeless :)
Changing of mathematical symbols? The day was pretty shitty by itself, but Murphy kept a day of celebration on the weekend for me. Meat, and general joy. Almost no nuisances that time. Leaves a sweet afterglow.
I've been dreaming some pretty bizzare shit, which won't be wholly shared here, as i'm being lazy, but as highlights i can mention two moments. One was sharing jelly sweets from a plastic bag with the world's leaders, for the greater glory of my country [ it really felt that i'm doing something extremely important, helping to establish sounder international relations and whatnot, must be a result of listening to too much news]. The other one is me drowning in plasteline and fighting for my life and sanity with some shapeless plasteline monster while everything is lit by mad orange deadlights. That's probably a result of me watching little Yael vs. the playdough. And the overall feeling of deep horror is thanks to aulde Howard.
Yep, i'm now finishing a compilation of Lovecraft's stories, those he wrote without co-authors. Probably i should've done that earlier in life, but there you are. Now i'm a fully qualified goth kid [not]. Still, a Cthulu plushie wouldn't be out of order ;).
His writing style sometumes reminds me of 1001 nights, weird arabian yarn, but that's only some of them. Others aren't..and they are simply awesome. Readymade horror scenarios with a plot and a backgound, it's a wonder so few movies have been made after them. I loved Bleeders, by the way. Even my mom did. Reviews agree that it's not even worth the electricity, but since when i give a fuck about reviews? :)
So, another great writer into my pantheon. A raving mad one. Who could wish for more?:)
There's something i wrote on some other site that i feel needs to appear here too, so i'll quote myself, lol. Free hate!
"I suggest the experiment of trying to an average of 10 bombs a day on holy USA and see whether it'll engage in a Third World War with the offender. My bet it will. I can even bet my life, it costs less than nil here anyway. So, why is the big brother watching and doesn't let us play it's war game too? We can't play alone, apparently, and especially not this year when all these agricultural proceeds curled up and died - so withstanding any financial sanctions would be less possible than ever.
So, keep voting ultra-left and burying your children.
I need to get the fuck out of here. Fast.
Napalm on their goddamned fanatical heads."
There's quite a lot of n00 m00sic - eMule was being uncharacteristically kind. The majority of it is Paradise Lost, six albums of gloomy goodness, classical doom metal, exceptionally easy to listen to. This genre is usually easy, but this time it's even better than Katatonia.
Also, Edguy. These clowns make me smile.
Tristania, Green Day, Demons&Wizards and Aina, reviews coming next. Maybe.
I go through so many phases until i put up an entry that it loses all point. Well, I'll think of something smart next time. Cthulhu's calling...gotta dive.
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