have you ever thought that it is indeed possible that you are a vampire?
your sharp teeth?
why is it that sometimes people seem to connect to your vibe
when you send a message into the wind-and it gets recieved-wow,
amazing.
it is still raining.
gonna do some last minute work so i don’t have much to get through when i get back this side.
gonna have to go get some lunch though.
Archive for August, 2006
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Tuesday, August 29th, 20063ish
Tuesday, August 29th, 2006aaaawr-i could not resist msn.
anyhooooooo-
later.
i can’t wait to get to my bed!
oh no!
i just remembered i have to take the road that sucks home-oh no.
blah
Monday, August 28th, 2006blah blah blah blah…
damn, only going back to edit now-it is gonna be a long nite!
i forgot to buy dinner!
aaawwwwrrr!
and again
Monday, August 28th, 2006i just cannit sim tow leave this joint…..!
urgh!
anyways:more song lyrics-
moon river-making a video using the soundtrack at the moment-
just wanted to know exactly what they are saying!
Moon River by Louis Armstrongand others have also sang it-i love the ella fitzgerald version(i think i am stuck somewhere between 1920-1961)anyways. here are the beautiful lyrics-
Moon river, wider than a mile
I’m crossing you in style some day
Oh, dream maker, you heart breaker
Wherever you’re goin’, I’m goin’ your way
Two drifters, off to see the world
There’s such a lot of world to see
We’re after the same rainbow’s end, waitin’ ’round the bend
My huckleberry friend, moon river, and me
(moon river, wider than a mile)
(I’m crossin’ you in style some day)
Oh, dream maker, you heart breaker
Wherever you’re goin’, I’m goin’ your way
Two drifters, off to see the world
There’s such a lot of world to see
We’re after that same rainbow’s end, waitin’ ’round the bend
My huckleberry friend, moon river, and me
oh back again
Monday, August 28th, 2006some music is so seriously silly it is depressing.
on some days it is not a good idea to turn the radio on-
you just get so dis heartened.
no wonder there are so many fckin’ rapists-
have you heard nate dog and eminem’s new track?
fuck you bitch!
damn this woman’s work seems to be never done.
and you turn on a cd of this singer you have been craving to hear because all the song’s you’ve heard have been so beautiful and sensitive, and easy to get lost and found in-
then you get to a stupid song that just says:bitch i’m broke-
what kind of people are these?
why do they hate women so much?
it is insane!
what is the problem?
after my brief love affair with notoriuos big- i have fallen out again-
it got abit boring.
plastic love.
not good for soul searching.
sole search.
gawd rest their soles.
oh oh oh!
Monday, August 28th, 2006raaaadiohead eeez so raaad!
they are performing tonight in amsterdam-the show sold out about 2months ago-imagine!
yeah
anyways,
it always reminds me of travis and dimitri,
loverly!
anyways,
love, did you get my letter?]
then what is the matter..?
why have you not responded?
what did it say to you?
did it make you shiver inside with madness?
did it make the pangs in your gut explode?
my ode.my ode.
did it make you shiver with fever and make you flesh bumpy?
and your shirt wet with sweat?
and flood your eyes with salt?
but why have you not replied?
are you afraid of what i said?
are you laying in a gutter dead?
did i scare the pants off you?
and make you do a poo?
did you piss in your pants?
answer me love, i’m having pangs.
and your love?did your love cry seing your tears?
did it release all of love’s fears?
hearing you smile?and giggle and wonder and wander?
from all that was wove?
are you afraid of what it may be?
what it may mean?
what it all means?
living just like a dried bean-
my paean to you-
just 2 cents worth of sentimentality-
the music that we made?
we make it in our sleep.
i met you across the road-
as far as i could tell you were actually-yes-
ACTUALLY! wearing suspenders.
horendous!
absolute horror-
i freaked out and ran.
it must have been an old friend of yours i figure-
your voice is filled with thorns that pierce my -
i am breathing at a beter pace.
dash one two zero zero five.
delete.
gonna get back upstairs do some more editing,
my new flat mate arrives tommorow,
i hope she is cool!she sounds really sweet on the phone.
i still have phleghm in my chest-
awfully disgusting for anyone standing next to me-
what if i cough and it splatters out?
it is still raining.
i remembered to cover my bicycle gel seat so it wont get soaked with water on the inside-
it is hell riding on a wet get seat-
your ass gets blaahdy wet!
blahdyblahblah!
(in my earplug-that is radiohead,man man man!)and more yet:
Monday, August 28th, 2006When you were here before,
couldn’t look you in the eye.
You’re just like an angel,
your skin makes me cry.
You float like a feather,
in a beautiful world
I wish I was special,
you’re so fucking special.
But I’m a creep, I’m a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I don’t belong here.
I don’t care if it hurts,
I want to have control.
I want a perfect body,
I want a perfect soul.
I want you to notice,
when I’m not around.
You’re so fucking special,
I wish I was special.
But I’m a creep, I’m a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?.
I don’t belong here
Fake Plastic Trees
Monday, August 28th, 2006
A green plastic watering can
For a fake chinese rubber plant
In the fake plastic earth
That she bought from a rubber man
In a town full of rubber plans
To get rid of itself
It wears her out, it wears her out
It wears her out, it wears her out
She lives with a broken man
A cracked polystyrene man
Who just crumbles and burns
He used to do surgery
On girls in the eighties
But gravity always wins
And it wears him out, it wears him out
It wears him out, it wears him out
She looks like the real thing
She tastes like the real thing
My fake plastic love
But I can’t help the feeling
I could blow through the ceiling
If I just turn and run
And it wears me out, it wears me out
It wears me out, it wears me out
And if I could be who you wanted
If I could be who you wanted
All the time, all the time
sugar in my bowl!
Monday, August 28th, 2006got mail from a friend-part of it is:
“I need your help if you can. I’m looking for interesting artists of
African (but not south african) origins that you may be aware of. Someone
recons it’s like looking for a needle in a stack of hay! Is it true?”
so i have been googling and came across a few -
but it is hard looking because some people are not listed as black/african on the web-
definitions can sometimes suffocate, but they are also helpful too-
found a cool website:
http://www.blink.org.uk/links.asp
just information towards/for black diaspora-adoption, diff communities based in different parts of the world-
seems cool.
anyways,
my fantastic weekend carried on and on and on and
and and
yes-the whole picture is there>
it is like falling inlove when you meet new people, make new friends and lovers,
truelly like falling inlove, the rush, the excitement,
it is like nothing could be wrong this is the most purrrrfect person/people-
and everything is so beautiful-
i had such beautiful words to describe the feeling last night when i could not sleep.
ya, i was too exhausted to sleep.
went to see some awesome dance theatre!aaaaah!
so beautiful, a south african choreographer-
maqoma, i cannot remember his first name-
oh it was called: “beautiful me” i think it was-
oh man, the lighting, was fantastic, his movements were so ‘easy’ fluid intense in a quiete way.
he was awesome-
then thereafter we all went to the loo!
it was great hanging with just girls man!!!!
so fantastic,
we then went to the closing ceremony of the uitmarkt,
and listened to some european clasical music,
the place was packed, people standing, the lighting dramatic, the city peace fule all listening to the orchestra,
there was a huge camera on some device that moved like a snake-increadible,
and there was a plastic screen behing the stage-
it had been raining earlier so i geuss there were still droplets of water left over on the plastic-but man-the plastic was glistening so beautifully-
because it was dark-ish bahing the stage and the plastic just looked awesome-
the players played awesomely too.
all of us were so exhausted from our beautiful weekend, we went home early-midnight.
and i got home and found a party sprawlled out on the living room floor and chair-
the wild kids had taken some ‘e’, so they were all chilled out and huggy!
the hippies are starting to make more sense…
love, lets all love each other baby!
anyways, i was in a different frame -just exhausted-so i slept.
anyways,wanna go do some werk now-
yo!
Saturday, August 26th, 2006yo!yo!yo!
i had such an awesome time yesterday,
oh man!
anyways,
i was so down before-
down about how i think so pessimistically and think too much about shit-
take almost everything seriously-
well i was comforted yesterday i met a girl called bettina, who was telling me she thought the same thing of herself-
so i thought-yay!i am not alone!
anyways, there has to be a balance-between things you say, do,wish,feel…etc.etc.
so it is okay if all my demons are splattered on the web, in my diary,in my work-
it is okay.
i realised that i may be likable!
that people who do dig me, perhaps dig those parts in me too-
and if they don’t see my demons it is also all good-
i met a group of people yesterday who were just so awesome,
i’m hooking up with them after this-there are free shows all over the city-
mix of music stages and all that so mcuh fun!
and it is all free!!!!free!free!
and i am overdressed!
and my eyes are burning from my contact lenses!
and i have a bottle of wine!
and and and-
and it is sunny!!!!!!
yey!
and and and-
and it seems that this is the purfect most fabulous moment.
i feel like the star of a film i am writting and directing-and producing-
and and and-
and and and-
and oh and oh and!
it is fabulous!
i am fabulous!
fabulous wiff my phat ass!
wiff me self!yey1fabulous!fabulous!fabulous!
and fabulous wiff my dik bene ek se!
ha!
i feel like crying!it is so fabulous!
and and…and!aaah!
running outa breath-
and and-
ah-
ah-
orgasm!
bubbles floating everywhere!
eternal sunshine-
internal bliss and peace-
and for the unrested parts:they are chilling, they are smilling, anticipating the next beautiful second of this beautiful dream
eternal springtime-
forever bubbles of giggles springing back and forth!
maybe i will go home and change my outfit coz it is too hot-
maybe not coz it is too hawt!
feeling B.I.G like he never died-
aaargh!
it was all a dream!
and if you dunno now you know nigggggahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
yey baby!too hawt too hawt!
hhhaaaaaaaaaaaaart!
haaaaart!
heart!
today i give my heart out to you.
and kiss you a smile.