Productivity

Thanks to my wide screen monitor I can successfully stalk people on several social networks simultaneously.

Dark Sour-Sweet

wish i was born in other country

two generations ago.

enjoy the lights

yet getting tired of this digital world.

yelled out the window to be heard.

but it was fog that ate my words.

so connected through the wires,

yet absolutely alone.

my plan backfired

not expired, working, but getting old.

you whispered softly some drunk absurd.

but it was fog that ate your words.

and since those times

it's fog that I eat.

so used to the taste of

dark sour-sweet.

in the night

that's what i prefer.

dark sour-sweet

the taste of the shredded words.

Stones

Talk to me.

As if soon we'd disappear.

What if my sky is yours?

Simply.

Where we start just isn't clear.

Intertwined strings of nerves, curves.

So stop where you standing and look at the stones.

They're

Probably waiting for the return

Of

Something that was here longer than light.

Bring all your courage!

Take

All

Your time!

Stupid Slut

lives by her mirror,

sleeps without pillow,

if she's ever home at night.

breaking the silence,

projecting her violence on me

you stupid slut.

you're such a stupid...

i don't know

why i even bother

dealing with you.

if you'll go...

it might be the best thing that you could do.

worst thing you could do.

and i guess i'm better off alone,

i'll never have a home

after you left .

my disposable heart -

after you left it fell apart.

yet i breathe.

i breathe the smoke of siggarettes

to fill that place instead.

Subjective Reality

Subjective reality

Keeps bringing me down.

Do I see what they don't see?

Or other way 'round?

Now I understand all right!

But it's hard to control.

You can readjust your mind.

But you can't fool your soul.

Turn on the lights and face your fears!

The doubt is gonna disappear.

Open your eyes and try to hear!

Look far beyond,

But love what's near!

Keep living your dream!

In your dream!

In your dream!

Keep living your dream!

In your dream!

In your dream!

Out into space - there's so much to get,

But every planet we reach is dead.

I pray to be like the ocean, with soft currents, maybe waves at times. More and more, I want the consistency rather than the highs and the lows

Dialogue

This dialogue doesn't mean a thing.

We all die alone buried with our dreams.

So please don't waste your time and stop the

Dialogue, dialogue, dialogue.

We all die alone.

There's no need to talk.

Stop the dialogue.

Forever Maybe?

I lost my way.

Show me the road.

Or leave me alone.

All the things I do

Make me feel good.

Make me feel wrong.

I cannot be with you.

I cannot live alone.

I tear my time apart.

I write this stupid songs.

I hope one day I will...

I hope one day I can...

We will live forever baby.

We will be together maybe.

And everything you wanted

I have.

And if I go... you know I loved you.

And if you go... you know I love you.

Students Today Are Completely Full of Shit

I was watching this documentary called "Before the Music Dies" and loved this quote by Branford Marsalis (saxophonist and music professor)

Branford was asked what has he learned from his students. Here's his response:

"What I've learned from my students is that students today are completely full of shit.

That is what I've learned from my students. Much like the generation before them, the only thing they are really interested in is you telling them how right they are and how good they are.

That is the same mentality that basically forces Harvard to give out B's to people that don't deserve them out of the fear that they'll go to other school that will give them B's, and those schools will make the money.

We live in a country that seems to be in this massive state of delusion, where the idea of what you are is more important than you actually being that. And it actually works just as long as everybody's winking at the same time. If one person stops winking, you just beat the crap out of that person, and they either starting winking or go somewhere else.

My students — all they want to hear how good they are and how talented they are. Most of them aren't really willing to work to the degree to live up to that."

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