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I called to her and she showed herself .
Pam Grier en JACKIE BROWN (Quentin Tarantino, 1997)
True Detective ( 2014 ) .
A Fairy Ring by Walter Jenks Morgan (British artist, 1847-1924)
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I love this little world I built
Where no one can give me the answers
Except me
Where I see with the utmost clarity
Where I am virtually invisible
Where I am infinite
Where versions of myself multiply
Where my visions expand
Where I am source
Maybe it wasn’t
The right thing
Or the wrong thing
Maybe it was just the thing
You wanted at the time
—8 Fold Path
Killing Machine
Karmically, it makes sense
That the very institution
That is designed to kill
Would kill
Our environment
And everyone would point fingers
To everywhere, except there
And swallow the false promises
Of freedom
And spit back up
“Thank you for your service,”
For 20 years
We have sacrificed the blood of our countrymen and women
And for what?
“For the women and children,”
Spits the media,
But how can a country
Sporting parades of pink pussy hats
Pretend like they prioritize that?
This is about the glory of the empire
And nothing else
Since the fall of Rome
There has been nothing new under the sun
How we blamed the other side
And brainwashed our youth
Into believing that they are the enemy
To justify an elitist game of croquet
How we watched as they hung a man
The scapegoat for 911
And nothing changed thereafter
How we demonized a flag
Representing no lesser evil
Than any flag as ever stood for
The killing machine
Does not even care about killing
It is indifferent
All of this sensationalization
Is nothing but a sales-tactic
And we bought it,
Like we always have
And always will
Shadow
Sometimes I think I hate you
But I don’t think I even know you
I tired too get to know you
But you won’t look at me
I tried to see you differently
But you won’t see me
I wish there was something
I could do to help you
I tried but you only hurt me
I used to think you were boring
But now I think you’re just sad
I used to think you were the worst
But maybe you’re not so bad
I tried to help you,
I just hurt you
I only want to understand you
But I can’t stand you
Everything I’ll ever need
Already exists inside of me.
—Strength
No Fun
You were my only shot at freedom,
Thought you’d be a good time
But you’re no fun anymore
I can think of several other things
I’d rather do with my time
You were just a phase
But now you don’t phase me
You were everything I wanted
Until I had you right where I wanted you
Through a screen you looked so clean,
But you’re just mean
I should have known,
Should have known better
Guess I always knew,
Always knew better
Because once I got to know you
All the things I thought were proven true
And unlike you,
Being right doesn’t get me off quite right
No “I told you so,”
Think I’ll just go
Think I’ll just leave this here
Be prepared to kiss death
Like it’s not your fault
Because shes no fun anymore
Doesn’t want to play,
She just wants to score
Never take the blame
For anyone insane
Because that’s fucken lame
Yeah you’re so fucken lame
You said see my flames
But they all burnt out
I was looking for a good time
But I just had a bad time
I went looking in the wrong place
And here I’ve come,
Face to face
With fallen eyes
Because you’re no fun anymore
Solitude
When I came back to you
I was only reaffirmed in my own beliefs
About leaving you in the first place
But I don’t want to be all by myself
I don’t want to be all alone
When I felt your touch
I was brought back to how broken I was
You always chopped me to pieces
You never brought me peace
I used to think you were the only way
I used to think I had to stay
I used to think you were better
Than me
When I looked into your eyes
I saw all of your lies
When I looked into your face
There was nothing for me there
That remained
But I don’t want to be all by myself
I don’t want to be alone
I will hang onto my soul
Even if it means solitude
Envy
I asked you why
You stopped talking to me
It took you a while but finally you said jealousy
And it’s hard for you to be around me
But I don’t understand
And I’m trying to
I guess sometimes
I don’t want to be around me, too
I’m not always the best company
I just never would have guessed the reason
Being envy
Dead
In my dreams you’re all dead
All covered in red
One through the windshield
One bleeding from her head
Off to jail I am lead
My insides filled with dread
Nothing for me lies ahead
I killed all my friends
I’m dead you’re all dead
Dreams more like nightmares instead
Drunk car crash in the end
With everyone except me
All dead
I’m left wishing I were them
Left wishing I were dead
Left wishing I were dead
Wishing I were dead
Never again,
I say
Never again
I pretend they’re all dead
So that I won’t bend
I’m dead you’re all dead
Fine White Powder
I need something powerful
To break me down
Until I’m nothing
My bones ground up
Into a fine white powder
The wind would carry my remains
Through the sky and over the sea
I would dissolve,
And the salt would become me
l would mineralize into immortality
I am what clings when water evaporates
I am what you need when all else fails
I am nothing without you,
How I’d cling to that line
Every time
Cherub Tattoo
I knew I wanted it on my shoulder blade
Because they always had my back
They were always on my side
But I couldn’t decide
On left or right