John Grey

some songs have lost their appeal
and some places seem dead
and some thoughts are sadder
than when they’re in my head

and some steps are heavier
and some tears more real
and some words, altogether now,
have lost most of their appeal

but some faces do know
and those faces do tell
of how other dear faces
before you fell

and some places I bring
these faces to see
and some thoughts I do share
to see what can be

and some things, I admit,
never might change
some words spoken or uttered or writ

but some things
dear friends
some things must

- on TetrisTheory™

This happened under a different set of circumstances, in a different time and in a different space. Where infinity had not yet been invented and finity was quite feasible. Not everything was exactly as it should have been but only if we come from where we live. This place was different. This place was a bit …

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Tõesti, tõesti. Suured vabandused ja igasugused teistsugused vabandused - väiksed, kandilised ja rohekad. Kõik vabandused teile. Olen jätnud oma maailmajupi siin eksiilis täiesti unarusse, aga võtke palun kuskilt andestust ja suunake siia, sest mul on tõesti kiire olnud. Kuigi asjade edasilükkamised on mul praeguseks juba nagu esimene reaktsioon, siis on alati olnud see üks asi, mida veel vaja teha.

Tihti tekib tunne, et just nende vabandustega täidan seda ruumikest, aga nagu lugejad aru saavad, siis teen siin pool õppetööd ja muidu tegutsen sotsiaaleluga.

Varsti tekivad siia järgmised kolm projekti minu õpingutest (mille ma siis yuutuubi üles lükkan). Üks on siis viis minutikest … tegelikult, jätan üllatuseks.

Helitöötlus on lõbus ja ma ei suuda uskuda siiamaani, et inimesed raha selle eest, et põhimõtteliselt astuvad asjadele peale ja lindistavad saadud tulemust - hämmastav.

Aga jah, asjad, mis ma siia varsti paigutan ootavad peagi kriitikat ja kommentaare, nii et olge valmis. Vahepeal lükkan ehk mõne lühiloo üles, aga ausalt ei ole olnud aega ega kahjuks ka tahtmist kirjutada.

Kui ma nüüd aus olen, siis nii mitmelgi korral olen pannud esimesed paar reakest loost siia samasse kasti kirja ja siis alla andnud.

Ehk peaks naasema algse formaadi juurde, aga ma arvan, et seda pigem järgmisel semestril. Nüüd võib kerge muie suule tulla, aga mul on hetkel liiga kiire.

Igaljuhul - edu.

http://www.weebls-stuff.com/toons/Amazing+Horse/

This one’s called “if those flat-surface escalator things were on a beach”

In sand I have crossed lines
that have been erased by the winds.
All the steps are mine,
the prints soaked in sin.

A shallow feeling
before spoken word.
A tear shed before
a sound is heard.

Into darkness
and step through to light.
A shadow ends,
where freedom burns bright.

Now under the ‘guise,
of this new way.
Onto the ground,
new prints I lay.

And as I turn ’round,
I find myself there.
Staring through bleak eyes,
looking with despair.

Does he want to be here
forward in time,
Where everything seems better
what I’ve done, seems fine?

… or would I rather be back there?