Showing posts with label Music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Music. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Falling Upon Deaf Ears

The sound of silent voices surveying my thoughts
Regularity defining perfection
Neither sorrow nor contentment
Whispering emptiness, whispering emptiness, frail words collapse
My weight only stirs the ground
How long can I hold your hand as you walk over graves
You search for tears of compassion
Yet find the comfort of winter
Reassurance dead like the falling leaves
Losing hope in your unchanging ways
All of my strength cannot save you
If you are unwilling to help yourself ......
- Falling Upon Deaf Ears, As I Lay Dying

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

The Sound Of Truth




To all those in DCE/DTU, protesting /not protesting, I hope you know what you are doing.
This is a song by the band "AS I LAY DYING". Hope you guys can get the message implied...

We have all heard what we wanted to hear
Truth that sounds right to our ears
We have all heard what we wanted to hear
Truth that sounds right to our ears

But what wisdom is there within us
To live based on the feeling of our hearts?
How many times has instinct let us down
Never to be thought through
Never to be questioned

Say what you really mean
When your ambition calls you, calls you
For what use is there in praying
If you will only hear what you want to hear?

We have all heard what we wanted to hear
Truth that sounds right to our ears

We speak of fighting to resist this world
But what about the battle within us?
If we have chosen to live against the grain
Then why are we all facing the same way?

There is no difference between us and them
If we all blindly seek truth from sentiments

We have all heard what we wanted to hear
Truth that sounds right to our ears

Sunday, April 13, 2008

STARK REALITY

As I sit enchanted with my eyes fixed on the television screen, watching the latest tragedy that strikes one of the characters in one of the most watched prime time soap opera, I can’t help but chuckle gleefully. “Another one bites the dust”, I think. “Serves him right”, I mutter under my breath. Yes; tragedies enthrall me… I derive perverse pleasure from the non-sensical, yet satiating pain that man bestows to the other of his kind….

Sadist though I may sound, yet I am no different from you.; you, who consider yourself an epitome of rectitude and all that is or is supposedly right with mankind. I am a voyeur……just like you .I have my fetishes; just like you. The only thing separates you from me is that I can accept my follies as a human being; you however would not; for the fear of being showing to the world what you truly are.

I am not being harsh on you. I have no intention of publicly humiliating you. I only want to tell you that humanity is truly, and in all essence nothing but a giant mass of voyeurs, sadists and vengeful creatures. Hidden beneath your mask of uprightness there is a lurking voyeur which takes control of you when you try to peep into the lives of others; when you derive happiness from the pain of others. This voyeur is your identity when you discuss the latest grapevine; when you nose around to find what your neighbor is up to; and yes, even when you watch those idiotic soap operas. You live vicariously through the lives of others; enjoying pain, depravity and life itself.

I have not seen vampires, nor have I seen a carnivore tear apart its prey, but I have seen human beings. We are a species that enjoys tragedies like no other species. Tragedies are to human beings what blood is to vampires. We all feed on them; part voyeurs, part vampires, part carnivores; we are homo sapiens. It would be credulous on your part to believe that there are angels in the hearts of men; our world has always been a man eat man world; it is hostile and at times impersonal and impossible. Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde was one and the same person; the good and the bad intertwined into one. Like the colour grey; mix of black and white. The world is so colourful yet the only colour that describes us humans is grey…. .reality is always grim.

Don’t run from yourself; don’t hide yourself from the world. Your brethren are also humans who are just like you. Accept your design, for you are what you are; VOYEUR, VAMPIRE, CARNIVORE, PERVERT, AND ABOVE ALL, HUMAN…………