Sunday, April 29, 2012

Molly Millions in the bus today


And the slightly edited face

Wednesday, April 25, 2012

Bob Marley's Redemption Song

my humble cover

Old pirates, yes, they rob I;
Sold I to the merchant ships,
Minutes after they took I
From the bottomless pit.
But my hand was made strong
By the hand of the Almighty.
We forward in this generation

Won't you help to sing
These songs of freedom?
'Cause all I ever have:
Redemption songs,
Redemption songs.

Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery;
None but ourselves can free our minds.
Have no fear for atomic energy,
'Cause none of them can stop the time.
How long shall they kill our prophets,
While we stand aside and look? Ooh!
Some say it's just a part of it:
We've got to fulfill the Book.

Won't you help to sing
These songs of freedom?
'Cause all I ever have:
Redemption songs,
Redemption songs,
Redemption songs.

Redemption Song - Bob Marley

Monday, April 23, 2012

Miyamoto Musashi's 21 maxims

“1. Accept everything just the way it is.
2. Do not seek pleasure for its own sake.
3. Do not, under any circumstances, depend on a partial feeling.
4. Think lightly of yourself and deeply of the world.
5. Be detached from desire your whole life long.
6. Do not regret what you have done.
7. Never be jealous.
8. Never let yourself be saddened by a separation.
9. Resentment and complaint are appropriate neither for oneself nor others.
10. Do not let yourself be guided by the feeling of lust or love.
11. In all things have no preferences.
12. Be indifferent to where you live.
13. Do not pursue the taste of good food.
14. Do not hold on to possessions you no longer need.
15. Do not act following customary beliefs.
16. Do not collect weapons or practice with weapons beyond what is useful.
17. Do not fear death.
18. Do not seek to possess either goods or fiefs for your old age.
19. Respect Buddha and the gods without counting on their help.
20. You may abandon your own body but you must preserve your honour.
21. Never stray from the Way.”

Miyamoto Musashi

Monday, April 16, 2012

Thursday, April 12, 2012

It's All Right

Moving down the street
I miss the steps, 'tween you and me
You're in a hurry
It's taking you somewhere
If only I could go somewhere

I don't see many people
Just some faces, and I know
It'll be the same
Regardless of where Jane is
But she'll never know
that simple truth

And had I succeeded that last time
Had it all gone black, or blue, or gray
Hair bursting out like a grenade
In all fairness, it would still have been the same
Only in a place
unlike this one, I guess?

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Phone Call

Go out of your mind
into the beat of my drum; grind.
Serenade me with your bird song
Rhythmic electric echoes and bass riffs; strong.

You shed my skin and it burns with a fiery passion
My locks and your chatter
You are my space of fascination, body of entertainment
The breathy, pleasurable..silent dance.

Your secrets; sublime
and it's really a crying shame; a crime
I'm taken by your seductive word of slander
your voice thick and heavy
why it broke, I wonder.

In the presence of lust, swallowing his breath; I was merely a pair in the crowd.



(And, for all we know, Anonymous was a woman.)