mystery keyword competition!
do you think that the paintings.. ..were the beginning of the human soul?
do you think that the paintings.. ..were the beginning of the human soul?
Saturday, July 30, 2016
Friday, July 29, 2016
Thursday, July 28, 2016
there is no harmony in the universe
some sort of mystery?
Werner Herzog: [On the jungle] Kinski always says it's full of erotic elements. I don't see it so much erotic. I see it more full of obscenity. It's just - Nature here is vile and base. I wouldn't see anything erotical here. I would see fornication and asphyxiation and choking and fighting for survival and... growing and... just rotting away. Of course, there's a lot of misery. But it is the same misery that is all around us. The trees here are in misery, and the birds are in misery. I don't think they - they sing. They just screech in pain. It's an unfinished country. It's still prehistorical. The only thing that is lacking is - is the dinosaurs here. It's like a curse weighing on an entire landscape. And whoever... goes too deep into this has his share of this curse. So we are cursed with what we are doing here. It's a land that God, if he exists has - has created in anger. It's the only land where - where creation is unfinished yet. Taking a close look at - at what's around us there - there is some sort of a harmony. It is the harmony of... overwhelming and collective murder. And we in comparison to the articulate vileness and baseness and obscenity of all this jungle - Uh, we in comparison to that enormous articulation - we only sound and look like badly pronounced and half-finished sentences out of a stupid suburban... novel... a cheap novel. We have to become humble in front of this overwhelming misery and overwhelming fornication... overwhelming growth and overwhelming lack of order. Even the - the stars up here in the - in the sky look like a mess. There is no harmony in the universe. We have to get acquainted to this idea that there is no real harmony as we have conceived it. But when I say this, I say this all full of admiration for the jungle. It is not that I hate it, I love it. I love it very much. But I love it against my better judgment.
Werner Herzog: [On the jungle] Kinski always says it's full of erotic elements. I don't see it so much erotic. I see it more full of obscenity. It's just - Nature here is vile and base. I wouldn't see anything erotical here. I would see fornication and asphyxiation and choking and fighting for survival and... growing and... just rotting away. Of course, there's a lot of misery. But it is the same misery that is all around us. The trees here are in misery, and the birds are in misery. I don't think they - they sing. They just screech in pain. It's an unfinished country. It's still prehistorical. The only thing that is lacking is - is the dinosaurs here. It's like a curse weighing on an entire landscape. And whoever... goes too deep into this has his share of this curse. So we are cursed with what we are doing here. It's a land that God, if he exists has - has created in anger. It's the only land where - where creation is unfinished yet. Taking a close look at - at what's around us there - there is some sort of a harmony. It is the harmony of... overwhelming and collective murder. And we in comparison to the articulate vileness and baseness and obscenity of all this jungle - Uh, we in comparison to that enormous articulation - we only sound and look like badly pronounced and half-finished sentences out of a stupid suburban... novel... a cheap novel. We have to become humble in front of this overwhelming misery and overwhelming fornication... overwhelming growth and overwhelming lack of order. Even the - the stars up here in the - in the sky look like a mess. There is no harmony in the universe. We have to get acquainted to this idea that there is no real harmony as we have conceived it. But when I say this, I say this all full of admiration for the jungle. It is not that I hate it, I love it. I love it very much. But I love it against my better judgment.
Friday, July 22, 2016
money for nothing
and your clicks for free, amirite?
only if you win the mystery keyword competition
only if you win the mystery keyword competition
Now look at them yo-yo's that's the way you do it
You play the guitar on the MTV
That ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Money for nothin' and chicks for free
Now that ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Lemme tell ya them guys ain't dumb
Maybe get a blister on your little finger
Maybe get a blister on your thumb
We gotta install microwave ovens
Custom kitchen deliveries
We gotta move these refrigerators
We gotta move these colour TV's
See the little faggot with the earring and the makeup
Yeah buddy that's his own hair
That little faggot got his own jet airplane
That little faggot he's a millionaire
We gotta install microwave ovens
Custom kitchens deliveries
We gotta move these refrigerators
We gotta move these colour TV's
I shoulda learned to play the guitar
I shoulda learned to play them drums
Look at that mama, she got it stickin' in the camera
Man we could have some fun
And he's up there, what's that? Hawaiian noises?
Bangin' on the bongoes like a chimpanzee
That ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Get your money for nothin' get your chicks for free
We gotta install microwave ovens
Custom kitchen deliveries
We gotta move these refrigerators
We gotta move these colour TV's, Lord
Now that ain't workin' that's the way you do it
You play the guitar on the MTV
That ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Money for nothin' and your chicks for free
Money for nothin' and chicks for free
You play the guitar on the MTV
That ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Money for nothin' and chicks for free
Now that ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Lemme tell ya them guys ain't dumb
Maybe get a blister on your little finger
Maybe get a blister on your thumb
We gotta install microwave ovens
Custom kitchen deliveries
We gotta move these refrigerators
We gotta move these colour TV's
See the little faggot with the earring and the makeup
Yeah buddy that's his own hair
That little faggot got his own jet airplane
That little faggot he's a millionaire
We gotta install microwave ovens
Custom kitchens deliveries
We gotta move these refrigerators
We gotta move these colour TV's
I shoulda learned to play the guitar
I shoulda learned to play them drums
Look at that mama, she got it stickin' in the camera
Man we could have some fun
And he's up there, what's that? Hawaiian noises?
Bangin' on the bongoes like a chimpanzee
That ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Get your money for nothin' get your chicks for free
We gotta install microwave ovens
Custom kitchen deliveries
We gotta move these refrigerators
We gotta move these colour TV's, Lord
Now that ain't workin' that's the way you do it
You play the guitar on the MTV
That ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Money for nothin' and your chicks for free
Money for nothin' and chicks for free
Thursday, July 21, 2016
mark knopfler knows
I want to devise a virus To bring dire straits to your environment Crush your corporations with a mild touch Trash your whole computer system and revert you to papyrus I want to make a super virus Strong enough to cause blackouts in every single metropolis 'cause they don't want to unify us So fuck it total anarchy Can't nobody stop us You see late in the evening Fucked up on my computer and my mind starts roaming I create like a heathen The first cycles of this virus I can send through a modem Infiltration hits your station No microsoft or enhanced dos will impede Society thinks their safe when Bingo! harddrive crashes from the rendering a lot of hackers tryed virus's before Vaporize your text like so much white out I want it where a file replication is a chore Lights out shut down the entire whitehouse I don't want just a bug that could be corrected I'm erecting immaculate design Break the nation down section by section Even to the greatest minds its impossible to find I want to devise a virus to bring dire straits to your environment crush your corporations with a mild touch trash your whole computer system and revert you to papyrus I want to develop a super virus Better by far then that old why 2 k This 3030 the time of global unification break right through they terminals, burn em all Slaves to silicon Curupt politicians with leaders and their keywords F.B.I and spys stealin bombs Decipitate their plans in their face and catch the fever Everybody loot the stores get your caned goods Even space stations are having a hard time Beast keeepers seek to take our manhood Which results in the form of global aparthied Ghettos are trash dumps with gas pumps Exploding and burnt out since before the great union The last punks walk around like masked monks Ready to manipulate the data base and break through em Human rights come in a hudreth place Mass production has always been number one New Earth has become a repungnent place So its time to spread the fear and the thunder some
I want to devise a virus
to bring dire straits to your environment crush your corporations with a mild touch trash your whole computer system and revert you to papyrus I want to devise a virus to bring dire straits to your environment crush your corporations with a mild touch trash your whole computer system and revert you to papyrus
Wednesday, July 20, 2016
what's in the box? (a mystery)
Sice's jumper, though. No Mystery there
It's as big or if you want it
Too small for the eye to see
Dare you take a peek inside it
Forget yourself what can it be?
Things you know you shouldn't look at
Things you know you shouldn't see
Things my dad couldn't explain
And things that others kept from me
It could be places you've not been
Or something of which you're ashamed
Sometime when you took the credit
Another when you look the blame
It's in your head and in your heart
It's everywhere you can see
C'mon kids and smash the lock
Reach within and find the key
Crawl inside and leave the rest behind
C'mon now, look in the box and see whatcha got
It's as big or if you want it
Too small for the eye to see
Dare you take a peek inside it
Forget yourself what can it be?
Things you know you shouldn't look at
Things you know you shouldn't see
Things my dad couldn't explain
And things that others kept from me
It could be places you've not been
Or something of which you're ashamed
Sometime when you took the credit
Another when you look the blame
It's in your head and in your heart
It's everywhere you can see
C'mon kids and smash the lock
Reach within and find the key
Crawl inside and leave the rest behind
C'mon now, look in the box and see whatcha got
Tuesday, July 19, 2016
yo home smell you later
it's still a mystery. But is the competition still alive?
Will Smith still thinks so. And we live in the age of the Willenium.
Will Smith still thinks so. And we live in the age of the Willenium.
Now this is a story all about how
My life got flipped-turned upside down
And I'd like to take a minute
Just sit right there
I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel-Air
In west Philadelphia born and raised
On the playground was where I spent most of my days
Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool
And all shooting some b-ball outside of the school
When a couple of guys who were up to no good
Started making trouble in my neighborhood
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared
She said, "You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air."
I begged and pleaded with her day after day
But she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way
She gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket.
I put my Walkman on and said, "I might as well kick it."
First class, yo, this is bad
Drinking orange juice out of a champagne glass.
Is this what the people of Bel-Air living like?
Hmm, this might be alright.
But wait I hear they're prissy, bourgeois, all that
Is this the type of place that they just send this cool cat?
I don't think so
I'll see when I get there
I hope they're prepared for the prince of Bel-Air
Well, the plane landed and when I came out
There was a dude who looked like a cop standing there with my name out
I ain't trying to get arrested yet
I just got here
I sprang with the quickness like lightning, disappeared
I whistled for a cab and when it came near
The license plate said "Fresh" and it had dice in the mirror
If anything I could say that this cab was rare
But I thought, "Nah, forget it."
– "Yo, home to Bel-Air."
I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8
And I yelled to the cabbie, "Yo home smell ya later."
I looked at my kingdom
I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel-Air
My life got flipped-turned upside down
And I'd like to take a minute
Just sit right there
I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel-Air
In west Philadelphia born and raised
On the playground was where I spent most of my days
Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool
And all shooting some b-ball outside of the school
When a couple of guys who were up to no good
Started making trouble in my neighborhood
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared
She said, "You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air."
I begged and pleaded with her day after day
But she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way
She gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket.
I put my Walkman on and said, "I might as well kick it."
First class, yo, this is bad
Drinking orange juice out of a champagne glass.
Is this what the people of Bel-Air living like?
Hmm, this might be alright.
But wait I hear they're prissy, bourgeois, all that
Is this the type of place that they just send this cool cat?
I don't think so
I'll see when I get there
I hope they're prepared for the prince of Bel-Air
Well, the plane landed and when I came out
There was a dude who looked like a cop standing there with my name out
I ain't trying to get arrested yet
I just got here
I sprang with the quickness like lightning, disappeared
I whistled for a cab and when it came near
The license plate said "Fresh" and it had dice in the mirror
If anything I could say that this cab was rare
But I thought, "Nah, forget it."
– "Yo, home to Bel-Air."
I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8
And I yelled to the cabbie, "Yo home smell ya later."
I looked at my kingdom
I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel-Air
Monday, July 18, 2016
look mum no hands
it's a mystery keyword competition
if you're following, hi. feel free to hum this tune in the office
if you're following, hi. feel free to hum this tune in the office
Sunday, July 17, 2016
boooom de la soul
Peace, this is Spike Lee
A.k.a. Shelton Jackson Lee
A.k.a. loving husband and father
Of Tonya and Satchel and Jackson
I'm here with De La Soul
A.k.a. De La, a.k.a. The Plugs
We're about to get in this song, "Church"
A.k.a. "It's Reality"!
Hey yo, wake up!
Wipe the sleep from ya eye cracks
It's time to focus y'all, fix ya I-MAX
In other words, listen to the brother's words
Ingest these anecdotes with hope!
And ya ass, may learn how to cope!
It's not always good just to get by
Who's coverin' ya stakes when ya bet high?
You're cha-sin', cars, clothes and rocks
Identify with the goods you got
Make sure it's V-S-One, not
And perfect, leavin' you one clear
I really don't care to see ya tattoos there
I'd rather see you graduate the school year
Black folk, go put a book in ya face
But first give the hook a taste
Bring the preacher in!
[Repeat: x2]
Heal! Heal, y'all!
We comin' healin'! {It's real!}
It's real! {It's real!} It's real!
It's realer than real, realer than real
It's a sick world that we live in, let some tell it
Some put it in books, some yell it
You need to make your own choice, be your own voice
Set ya soap-box up, let your talk fight
Pull ya socks up, get ya walk right
Or the chalk might outline ya one day
You oughta try steppin' outside you one day
You circle round yourself like you the answer
To the question of your inner son
But keep ya falsehoods to a minimum (minimum)
We all need a little church
A life update, keyword, update
If they don't serve change, don't bite the bait
Instead of givin' you a share, servin' you a dish
I lead you to the water, show you how to fish
Ain't nothin' wrong makin' that bread wid'it
But don't let the bread get to ya head, geddit?
Admit it, when you can't stand alone
I want to stand up, give all the pretend up
And get a full blast of my demands of
The rhyme runner said the man's come
There's something in our words that reveal (reveal)
Sure 'nough real!
Heal y'all! We come to heal!
So let it heal you!(It's real!) It's real!
(It's real!) It's real!
It's realer than real, realer than real
Heal y'all! We gonna heal it!
So let it heal! (It's real!) It's real!
(It's real!) So real!
It's realer than real, for real, for real
The early bird gets the worm in this rotten apple
But explore deep and you will the find the seed
Plant more ether, get your mind free
We roll passionate, put your lights last in it
You're holding fear too close, unfasten it!
And like old age invades youth
Invade falseness with truth
Replace rebelling with rebirth
Face new dwelling, that's your turf
Lean back and put your feet up on the sofa
Relax! (Relax!) learn how to punch back
And do your work to the max
The payoff's much sweeter than the payback
Even the hay sack needle wouldn't play that
So let's pray at, church (church)
Heal! Heal, y'all!
We comin' healin'! {It's real!}
It's real! {It's real!} It's real!
It's realer than real, realer than real
Heal y'all! We comin' healin'!
So let it heal! {It's real!}
It's real! {It's real!} It's real!
It's realer than real, realer than real
[Repeat: x6]
Reality!
Reality real! Real!
You know what I mean? Rap outsold crack
You know, so rap, or hip-hop culture
However you want to dice it, you know what I'm sayin'
It's the most powerful drug there is, man
It changed corporate America, it changed the way you feel about me
It change the way I, I do my thing now
Busta was the one who came out, on the award show and said that
Hip-hop provides jobs for people who don't even love the shit
I mean, come one man, I mean what else is there to say?
Saturday, July 16, 2016
i'm especially excited about this one
Yeah, you're such a gentleman
You always open doors for me
But you see us kind of different
It's like you always have to be
The first one to open his mouth
The last one to throw in your towel
It's time to chill yourself out
Boy you're trying
Just a little bit too hard
I thought I told you when we met
That I like you for who you are
But I think you like an argument
I don't need to speak in my mind
I'm too grown, I'm taking my time
I'm sick of hearing you whine
Listen, baby
[Leigh-Anne:]
You don't have to come first
Second is okay 'cause you ain't ever beating me
[All:]
I say it once
You say it twice
You know I like a little competition from time to time
You think I'm wrong when I know I'm right
You lose this ain't no kinda competition
I like a man with ambition
But when you gonna know it's time to let go?
'Cause I think I'm about to lose my mind
[Perrie:]
Tell me does it scare you,
That I'm living my dream?
Now I don't mean to hurt you
But you make me wanna scream
You smile while grinding your teeth
You clap while stomping your feet
You act about 17
I'm so tired
[Jade:]
You don't have to come first
Second is okay 'cause you ain't ever beating me
[All:]
I say it once
You say it twice
You know I like a little competition from time to time
You think I'm wrong when I know I'm right
You lose this ain't no kinda competition
I like a man with ambition
But when you gonna know it's time to let go?
'Cause I think I'm about to lose my mind
[Perrie:]
I can do it better
You know I can do it better
[Jade:]
What you tryin' to prove?
What is it with you?
Always thinking
[All:]
I can do it better
You know I can do it better
[Jade:]
Baby, I can't stand
Always arguments
Why you wanna fight? (Why you wanna fight?)
[All:]
You ain't always right
I can do it better every day and every night
I can do it better every day and every night
I say it once
You say it twice
You know I like a little competition from time to time
You think I'm wrong when I know I'm right
You lose this ain't no kinda competition
I like a man with ambition
But when you gonna know it's time to let go?
'Cause I think I'm about to lose my mind
You always open doors for me
But you see us kind of different
It's like you always have to be
The first one to open his mouth
The last one to throw in your towel
It's time to chill yourself out
Boy you're trying
Just a little bit too hard
I thought I told you when we met
That I like you for who you are
But I think you like an argument
I don't need to speak in my mind
I'm too grown, I'm taking my time
I'm sick of hearing you whine
Listen, baby
[Leigh-Anne:]
You don't have to come first
Second is okay 'cause you ain't ever beating me
[All:]
I say it once
You say it twice
You know I like a little competition from time to time
You think I'm wrong when I know I'm right
You lose this ain't no kinda competition
I like a man with ambition
But when you gonna know it's time to let go?
'Cause I think I'm about to lose my mind
[Perrie:]
Tell me does it scare you,
That I'm living my dream?
Now I don't mean to hurt you
But you make me wanna scream
You smile while grinding your teeth
You clap while stomping your feet
You act about 17
I'm so tired
[Jade:]
You don't have to come first
Second is okay 'cause you ain't ever beating me
[All:]
I say it once
You say it twice
You know I like a little competition from time to time
You think I'm wrong when I know I'm right
You lose this ain't no kinda competition
I like a man with ambition
But when you gonna know it's time to let go?
'Cause I think I'm about to lose my mind
[Perrie:]
I can do it better
You know I can do it better
[Jade:]
What you tryin' to prove?
What is it with you?
Always thinking
[All:]
I can do it better
You know I can do it better
[Jade:]
Baby, I can't stand
Always arguments
Why you wanna fight? (Why you wanna fight?)
[All:]
You ain't always right
I can do it better every day and every night
I can do it better every day and every night
I say it once
You say it twice
You know I like a little competition from time to time
You think I'm wrong when I know I'm right
You lose this ain't no kinda competition
I like a man with ambition
But when you gonna know it's time to let go?
'Cause I think I'm about to lose my mind
Friday, July 15, 2016
Thursday, July 14, 2016
life is a mystery
When you call my name it's like a little prayer
I'm down on my knees, I wanna take you there
In the midnight hour I can feel your power
Just like a prayer you know I'll take you there
I'm down on my knees, I wanna take you there
In the midnight hour I can feel your power
Just like a prayer you know I'll take you there
I hear your voice, it's like an angel sighing
I have no choice, I hear your voice
Feels like flying
I close my eyes, Oh God I think I'm falling
Out of the sky, I close my eyes
Heaven help me
I have no choice, I hear your voice
Feels like flying
I close my eyes, Oh God I think I'm falling
Out of the sky, I close my eyes
Heaven help me
When you call my name it's like a little prayer
I'm down on my knees, I wanna take you there
In the midnight hour I can feel your power
Just like a prayer you know I'll take you there
I'm down on my knees, I wanna take you there
In the midnight hour I can feel your power
Just like a prayer you know I'll take you there
Like a child you whisper softly to me
You're in control just like a child
Now I'm dancing
It's like a dream, no end and no beginning
You're here with me, it's like a dream
Let the choir sing
You're in control just like a child
Now I'm dancing
It's like a dream, no end and no beginning
You're here with me, it's like a dream
Let the choir sing
When you call my name it's like a little prayer
I'm down on my knees, I wanna take you there
In the midnight hour I can feel your power
Just like a prayer you know I'll take you there
I'm down on my knees, I wanna take you there
In the midnight hour I can feel your power
Just like a prayer you know I'll take you there
When you call my name it's like a little prayer
I'm down on my knees, I wanna take you there
In the midnight hour I can feel a power
Just like a prayer you know I'll take you there
I'm down on my knees, I wanna take you there
In the midnight hour I can feel a power
Just like a prayer you know I'll take you there
Just like a prayer, your voice can take me there
Just like a muse to me, you are a mystery
Just like a dream, you are not what you seem
Just like a prayer, no choice your voice can take me there
Just like a muse to me, you are a mystery
Just like a dream, you are not what you seem
Just like a prayer, no choice your voice can take me there
Just like a prayer, I'll take you there
It's like a dream to me
Just like a prayer, I'll take you there
It's like a dream to me
Just like a prayer, I'll take you there
It's like a dream to me
Just like a prayer, I'll take you there
It's like a dream to me
It's like a dream to me
Just like a prayer, I'll take you there
It's like a dream to me
Just like a prayer, I'll take you there
It's like a dream to me
Just like a prayer, I'll take you there
It's like a dream to me
Just like a prayer, your voice can take me there
Just like a muse to me, you are a mystery
Just like a dream, you are not what you seem
Just like a prayer, no choice your voice can take me there
Just like a muse to me, you are a mystery
Just like a dream, you are not what you seem
Just like a prayer, no choice your voice can take me there
Just like a prayer, your voice can take me there
Just like a muse to me, you are a mystery
Just like a dream, you are not what you seem
Just like a prayer, no choice your voice can take me there
Your voice can take me there, just like a prayer
Just like a muse to me, you are a mystery
Just like a dream, you are not what you seem
Just like a prayer, no choice your voice can take me there
Your voice can take me there, just like a prayer
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