Before your sadness turns to hate

Allgemein, Ars Musica

 

Good friends will part sometimes
That’s just the way it goes
Don’t waste your life
Banging on doors that have been closed

You’ve lived a little, loved a little
Tasted bitter heartache
You’ve got to just forget the ones who hurt you
For your own sake

You’ve laughed a little, cried a little
Now you know the dangers
You’ve seen so many faces once familiar
Turn to strangers

Walk through that open doorway

Before your sadness turns to hate

Evacuate – Miracle of Sound

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Days XXXIX – XLI

Allgemein, Daily

Un coup de feu dans la nuit
Une douleur glaciale qui s’élance
La Foret soudain qui frémit
Puis s’installe le silence

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Tu te tiens là assourdie
Tu prononces la sentence
Le deuxième coup est parti
Et fait bientôt la différence

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Dans la Foret je te retrouve à l’heure opportune
Un rendez vous improvisé sous la lune
Sourires crispés, situation compliquée
Je sens ton souffle qui me frôle le coup
Un pistolet chargé me caresse la joue
Tu me dis „cette fois c’est moi qui joue“
Dans la foret la première détonation raisonne
Un coup de feu puis deux, mon corps qui frissonne
Puis doucement s’écroule

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Plus rien, plus un bruit
Personne n’a rien vu par chance
Pour moi maintenant c’est fini
Et tout le monde s’en fout, tu penses!

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Te voilà maintenant qui t’enfuis
Tirant ta révérence
La foret de nouveau frémit
Et je profite du silence

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Dans la Foret je te retrouve à l’heure opportune
Un rendez vous improvisé sous la lune
Sourires crispés, situation compliquée
Je sens ton souffle qui me frôle le cou
Un pistolet chargé me caresse la joue
Tu me dis „cette fois c’est moi qui joue“
Dans la foret la première détonation raisonne
Un coup de feu puis deux, mon corps qui frissonne
Puis doucement s’écroule

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La forêt – Lescop

Beware of insects.

Allgemein, Ars Musica

At first, you almost do not notice it – it starts out as a noise, barely audible, like the distant buzzing of a lazy fly.

As time passes, it slowly, unsuspiciously grows louder, comes a little closer to your ears, yet the insect does not touch you in any way.

But then, the harmless annoyance that may have made you think of light summer days and rancid smells changes gradually; you do not understand it at first, but the fly turns into a mosquito that occasionally takes a sip of your life liquid. It does not hurt and it is not yet strong enough to make you suffer; you feel nothing but an itch where it sat on you, so you put some cream on it and go on with your life.

Yet again, as you pretend the insect does not bother you so very much – after all, it is still so much smaller than the whole of you, it does not even compare to any of the pieces you are made of in size or weight and therefor, you should not feel obligated to pay attention to it -, it transforms anew.

Maybe the new-born wasp stings the spots the mosquito touched before and you do not understand there is a difference at first; you will only feel the change once you casually scratch, expecting this action to relieve you from the itch, but instead it will bleed and swell. This wasp puts red marks all over you and as much as you try to avoid it, be it by swatting, running from it or applying antrycide lavishly all over your bruised self, you can no longer pretend that you do not mind and do not care.

Because it hurts and you care.

If it is a particulary nasty insect, it may even shed its skin once more and evolve into something else, something that is bigger, something that is fit to attack the pieces of your self. Now – is it the insect’s fault? Or is it your responsibility to deal with it because you are the one bothered by it?

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Chaotischer Mix zur Zeit. Aber ich mags.

 

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