mental
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And I'm thinkin' maybe somethin' 'bout the universe
And I'm thinkin' maybe somethin' 'bout the life
And I'm thinkin' maybe everything's the same
And I'm thinkin' that there's no such thing as wrong or right
And I'm thinkin' that I feel a little sick a bit too often
And I'm thinkin' there's no reason left to fight
And I'm thinkin' talk of angels are just fairy tales
And I'm thinkin' that the only lie is everything in sight
And I'm thinkin' life is sort of like a horrible disease
And there's nothing truly special that I'll ever get to touch
The price and the reward for being is the fire raging in me
But sometimes the cost it takes away is really far too much
And I'm thinkin' that I've always felt there's something lacking
Always such a sense of emptiness within my very core
Through the oceans of hope and regret and despair
There's a longing with a knowledge that there's really nothing more
And I'm thinkin' all I've really ever wanted was to die
And I'm thinking bout my lifelong quest for truth
And I think about it ending late within my year of 25
Understanding masochism as the source for my abuse
And I'm thinkin' that I really really really want to die
And I know it's only ever going to be downhill from here
And though I know I'm always dying there are times I feel alive
And though I know I'm always nothing there are times it's much more clear
It's a lifetime commitment
BUT, SO AS NOT TO LOSE SIGHT OF THE BIG PICTURE, THE FOLLOWING IS FROM THE MOBY TOUR DIARY @ moby.com:
Beautiful Outside
3/1/2004 - New York City
it's february 29th and i'm sure that the weather will turn cold again but today it is springtime.
it's sunny and the air smells like spring and it's warm and even if it does get cold and snowy and sleety again between now and summer it's still beautiful outside right now.
new yorkers are looking around as if they're in the eye of a hurricane.
weather journal entries are mundane, i know.
but today is gorgeous so i felt compelled to dip my toe back into the pool of mundane weather journal entries.
i refuse to use the word 'blog'.
is 'weblog' so hard to say or write that people need to abbreviate it to 'blog'?
why not 'journal'?
that's a nice word, right?
nicer than 'blog'.
it's beautiful outside.
moby
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And I'm thinkin' maybe somethin' 'bout the universe
And I'm thinkin' maybe somethin' 'bout the life
And I'm thinkin' maybe everything's the same
And I'm thinkin' that there's no such thing as wrong or right
And I'm thinkin' that I feel a little sick a bit too often
And I'm thinkin' there's no reason left to fight
And I'm thinkin' talk of angels are just fairy tales
And I'm thinkin' that the only lie is everything in sight
And I'm thinkin' life is sort of like a horrible disease
And there's nothing truly special that I'll ever get to touch
The price and the reward for being is the fire raging in me
But sometimes the cost it takes away is really far too much
And I'm thinkin' that I've always felt there's something lacking
Always such a sense of emptiness within my very core
Through the oceans of hope and regret and despair
There's a longing with a knowledge that there's really nothing more
And I'm thinkin' all I've really ever wanted was to die
And I'm thinking bout my lifelong quest for truth
And I think about it ending late within my year of 25
Understanding masochism as the source for my abuse
And I'm thinkin' that I really really really want to die
And I know it's only ever going to be downhill from here
And though I know I'm always dying there are times I feel alive
And though I know I'm always nothing there are times it's much more clear
It's a lifetime commitment
BUT, SO AS NOT TO LOSE SIGHT OF THE BIG PICTURE, THE FOLLOWING IS FROM THE MOBY TOUR DIARY @ moby.com:
Beautiful Outside
3/1/2004 - New York City
it's february 29th and i'm sure that the weather will turn cold again but today it is springtime.
it's sunny and the air smells like spring and it's warm and even if it does get cold and snowy and sleety again between now and summer it's still beautiful outside right now.
new yorkers are looking around as if they're in the eye of a hurricane.
weather journal entries are mundane, i know.
but today is gorgeous so i felt compelled to dip my toe back into the pool of mundane weather journal entries.
i refuse to use the word 'blog'.
is 'weblog' so hard to say or write that people need to abbreviate it to 'blog'?
why not 'journal'?
that's a nice word, right?
nicer than 'blog'.
it's beautiful outside.
moby
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i was caught in HER headlights, very insighful from you !
Thomas est amoureux is a great (belgian) little film. It's about that geek who cannot go out of his appartment cos he has got some weird disease and he experiment life thru computers and dating line. Oh, i know it sounds so done and seen already, but the treatment of the movie is unexpected and very warm...Actually, there's a twist there....
My ex-Supertwin
..yeah, quite an extraordinary bike..actually, it didn't really cost a fortune as it was +/- the same price of a Ducati 999 or another race replica...But anyhow, i have to buy it back from my ex-bosses as I have quite their company and it was my company bike. the good point is that nobody seems to want to buy it except me ;-)
so, how are U doing ?