Joy Division – Love Will Tear Us Apart [OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO]” on YouTube

 

When routine bites hard and ambitions are low
And resentment rides high but emotions won’t grow
And we’re changing our ways, taking different roads

Why is the bedroom so cold turned away on your side?
Is my timing that flawed, our respect run so dry?
Yet there’s still this appeal that we’ve kept through our lives

Do you cry out in your sleep, all my failings exposed?
Get a taste in my mouth as desperation takes hold
Is it something so good just can’t function no more?
Love, love will tear us apart again
Love, love will tear us apart again

 

When we are Crazy for each other
When we are Crazy for each other

Watching the doc brought back the anatomy of life lived with madness and no future. His dancing craziness. His end. Silence.

The senselessness makes sense even though the outcome was endlessness.

What’s that gap that the living can’t jump into feet first where the expectation is all about them and succumbing is too fractious and anomalous. Oh yeah life. Or death.

Depends whose thinking.

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Just another 1 Bobby…yeh

 

Knows it
Knows it

 

Another time with time
time to dance with time

Well, today has been a sad and lonesome day
Yeah, today has been a sad and lonesome day
I’m just sitting here thinking with my mind a million miles away Continue reading “Just another 1 Bobby…yeh”

In a world of things and wanting the desirous eyes

the fleshy temptation the sensuous conceit are

fleeting

but bear such strength that the human

has to rise to a better view

Continue reading “In a world of things and internet of things the wanting-the desirous eyes-the fleshy temptation-the sensuous conceit:are fleeting heartbeats and lifelong aches”

deep intense lover savaged by the mocking inane and orgulous society who rips (rip) your heart out and gnaws it

deep intense lover savaged by the mocking inane and orgulous society who rips (rip) your heart out and gnaws it

it’s impossible to assemble the disassembled mind of heroes

it’s impossible to assemble the disassembled mind of heroes

the locust plague of unquestioning unctuousness is detrimental to all living things diving into the prurient pit

the locust plague of unquestioning unctuousness is detrimental to all living things diving into the prurient pit

the beautiful wood nymph
I need you

Behind the Blameless Trees

old fate slowly builds
her mute countenance.
Wrinkles grow there . . .
What a bird shrieks here
springs there like a gasp of warning
from a soothsayer’s hard mouth.

And the soon-to-be lovers
smile on each other, not yet knowing farewell,
and round about them, like a constellation,
their destiny casts
its nightly spell.
Still to come, it does not reach out to them,
it remains
a phantom
floating in its heavenly course.

Norse Fates

Their names are Urd (Old Norse Urðr, “What Once Was”), Verdandi (Old Norse Verðandi, “What Is Coming into Being”) and Skuld (Old Norse Skuld, “What Shall Be”). A common misconception is that they correspond to the past, present, and future in a linear conception of time. Shadowy Figures

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