... If rape or arson, poison, or the knife
Has wove no pleasing patterns in the stuff
Of this drab canvas we accept as life—
It is because we are not bold enough!
- Charles Baudelaire
(Roy Campbell's translation)
"a mile or more in a foreign clime, to see farther inside of me" - syd barrett
But I sold my freedom
For free room and board,
Like a monkey in a zoo. - Daniel Johnston

Tuesday, December 5, 2006

Death of the pig

Or should i say death of the pig in it ...

Finally and reluctantly, I start my blog....

For what? - to defeat my own self ...

Why? - because that was the only way not to lose ...

Lose what? - everything ... but essentially nothing ... cause thats all tht can be lost ...

To what end? - As if I out of cold calculation ... but in truth ... out of desperation ...

3 comments:

quasi said...

welcome dude. :) this place has it's uses ... believe you me.

him ... said...

thanks.. lets see where the waves take us from here ...

Dinesh said...

I SEE THE LIGHT!