"It is a truism that almost any sect, cult, or religion will legislate its creed into law if it acquires the political power to do so."
-Robert A. Heinlein
"I often dream of huge, numb buildings, jet-black sinister architecture being installed when nobody sees. Their appearance so sudden that few would take notice.
And when I wake up, I imagine being crushed by one--imagining it's weight, it's silence and the absence of excuses--for a havoced life and the priviledge of a 22-kilometer tombstone.
Jotun.
A body of black that carried no reflection, defying its own room, un-earthly eggs of decreation. There would be colonies mushroom-scattered, going on--forever--out of context; they are rising spores from a dying world, to pollute, to chase... to chase away what's left.
Sun-white, pulverised, desert-stone and serpentine lizard mouths, pales away the pyramids. Rewriting 4,500 years of history. Raping the Statue of Liberty. Outplaying the Acropolis. Inverting the Fjords. Invading the New York skyline to dream its own existence, in one single, final word.
Jotun.
Can we identify them as the flint, buried in our reptile skulls, or the time-bomb coded in our DNA?"
-In Flames, "Jotun"
" I grant to you no priviledge of person, no sense of self-denial, or choice. It wants out, so from all the little bits and pieces a simple case of lost and found. A wicked new beginning I don't ever want to see. It's the oldest trick in the book, just like everything you always knew.
Turned upon its very end, there's nothing left to be. I've half a mind to say all the things that bother me today, so you better check if it's me in that coffin of yours, not just the one you thought you knew.
I am one, who am I?
No character to be lost inside.
A mind is hard to please, so wander aimlessly. Hands clenched in fists of rage. Concealed in frustration, there's a part of me that cannot deal with the character I am forced to be.
A thinly veiled plan to lay your world afoot, lost in community. Blind in belonging is there really nothing more than this? The emptiness remains, so put on your brave face, and take the plunge again."
-Dark Tranquillity, "Am I 1?"
-Robert A. Heinlein
"I often dream of huge, numb buildings, jet-black sinister architecture being installed when nobody sees. Their appearance so sudden that few would take notice.
And when I wake up, I imagine being crushed by one--imagining it's weight, it's silence and the absence of excuses--for a havoced life and the priviledge of a 22-kilometer tombstone.
Jotun.
A body of black that carried no reflection, defying its own room, un-earthly eggs of decreation. There would be colonies mushroom-scattered, going on--forever--out of context; they are rising spores from a dying world, to pollute, to chase... to chase away what's left.
Sun-white, pulverised, desert-stone and serpentine lizard mouths, pales away the pyramids. Rewriting 4,500 years of history. Raping the Statue of Liberty. Outplaying the Acropolis. Inverting the Fjords. Invading the New York skyline to dream its own existence, in one single, final word.
Jotun.
Can we identify them as the flint, buried in our reptile skulls, or the time-bomb coded in our DNA?"
-In Flames, "Jotun"
" I grant to you no priviledge of person, no sense of self-denial, or choice. It wants out, so from all the little bits and pieces a simple case of lost and found. A wicked new beginning I don't ever want to see. It's the oldest trick in the book, just like everything you always knew.
Turned upon its very end, there's nothing left to be. I've half a mind to say all the things that bother me today, so you better check if it's me in that coffin of yours, not just the one you thought you knew.
I am one, who am I?
No character to be lost inside.
A mind is hard to please, so wander aimlessly. Hands clenched in fists of rage. Concealed in frustration, there's a part of me that cannot deal with the character I am forced to be.
A thinly veiled plan to lay your world afoot, lost in community. Blind in belonging is there really nothing more than this? The emptiness remains, so put on your brave face, and take the plunge again."
-Dark Tranquillity, "Am I 1?"