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Winning a Battle, Losing the War - by the Kings of Convenience

Even though I'll never need her,
even though she's only giving me pain,
I'll be on my knees to feed her,
spend a day to make her smile again.
Even though I'll never need her,
even though she's only giving me pain,
as the world is soft around her,
leaving me with nothing to disdain.

Even though I'm not her minder,
even though she doesn't want me around,
I am on my feet to find her,
to make sure that she is safe and sound.
Even though I'm not her minder,
even though she doesn't want me around,
I am on my feet to find her,
to make sure that she is safe from harm.

The sun sets on the war,
the day breaks and everything is new...
The sun sets on the war,
the day breaks and everything is new...
everything is new...
everything is new...
everything is new...

The sun sets on the war,
the day breaks and everything is new...
cutejohnny

Nabokov - "Beneficence"

"I realized that the world does not represent a struggle at all, or a predaceous sequence of chance events, but shimmering bliss, beneficent trepidation, a gift bestowed on us and unappreciated."

Lovely.
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The Last Samurai

So after being shell-shocked by The Kingdom, I watched The Last Samurai. The ending made me cry unabashedly. Very powerful. I think I will buy the score today.
pigeons!

The Feast of Love - Charles Baxter

"I call it The Feast of Love, Bradley said.

In contrast to his other paintings, which appeared to have been slopped over with mud and coffee grounds, this one, this feast of love, consisted of color. A sunlit table - on which had been set dishes and cups and glasses - appeared to be overflowing with light. The table and the feast had been placed in the foreground, and on all sides the background fell backward into a sort of visible darkness. The eye returned to the table. In the glasses was not wine but light, on the plates were dishes of brightest hues, as if the appetite the guest brought to this feast was an appetite not for food but for the entire spectrum as lit by celestial arc lamps. The food had no shape. It had only color, burning pastels, of the pale but intense variety. Visionary magic flowed from one end of the table to the other, all the suggestions of food having been abstracted into too-bright shapes, as if one had stepped out of a movie theater into a bright afternoon summer downtown where all the objects were so overcrowded with light that the eye couldn't process any of it. The painting was like a flashbulb, a blinding, cataract art. The food laid out before us was like that. Then I noticed that the front of the table seemed to be tipped toward the viewer, as if all this light, and all this food, and all this love, was about to slide into our laps. The feast of love was the feast of light, and it was about to become ours."
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Science of Fear - by The Temper Trap

brakes on
brakes on
the car is runnin empty
brakes on brakes on
the car is runnin empty
downhill
head on
this crash is comin slowly
downhill
head on
this crash is comin slowly
move...
or watch the slow death of your way of life


there's a science to fear
it plagues my mind
and it keeps us right here
and it keeps us here


my ears
my eyes
my brain is slowly bustin
black smoke
red sky
the television's sayin
downhill
head on
another crash is comin
down hill
head on
another crash is comin
move...
or watch the murder of your way of life


there's a science to fear
it plagues my mind
and it keeps us right here

and the less we know
the more we sit still
my baby's stuck on a road
that leads to nowhere
nowhere, nowhere, nowhere, nowhere...


brakes on
brakes on
brakes on
brakes on
brakes on
there's a science to fear
it breaks my mind
and it keeps us right here
and the less we know
the more we sit still
sit still
my baby stepped on a road
that leads to nowhere
nowhere, nowhere, nowhere, nowhere...
happy!!

vay-kay

Off for the week. Yay. Very little planned, as a vacation should be. Couple of movie days at my house with friends/coworkers, especially after I found out several of them have not seen Love Actually, Notting Hill, & About a Boy. Hugh Grant day is Tuesday.

Been playing EverQuest again, not really sure why. 10 80s in WoW kinda turned into work, so back to old school. EQ really is a masochistic exercise, but it's how I learned MMOs, so... Speaking of which, there's a free EQ thingy at project1999.org - a trip back in time. A LOT of my old guildies are playing, and I feel the slight tug to join them, but I prefer getting more toons to 85 and being filthy rich. Current levels in EQ are 85, 85, 82, 76, 50, 49, and assorted lowbies.

The Stieg Larsson book series was great. I have the Swedish movie preordered for The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo. I wish they had kept the original title though. Men Who Hate Women was much more descriptive. Currently reading another trashy Anita Blake novel, Skin Trade.
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I'm Not Done - by Fever Ray

So, I lost my head a while ago
But you seem to have done no better
We set fire in the snow
It ain't over I'm not done

Some do magic
Some do harm
I'm holding on holding on
I'm holding on to a straw

Who is the Alpha
What is made of cloth
How do you say you're sorry and there's nothing to be afraid of

Is it dark already
How light is a light
Do you laugh while screaming
Is it cold outside

One thing I know is certain
I'm pretty sure
It ain't over
I'm not done
cutejohnny

Amazon order

1"Dinner Rush"
Danny Aiello; DVD; $5.79

1"Sympathy for Mr. Vengeance"
Kang-ho Song; DVD; $17.99

1"Lady Vengeance"
Yeong-ae Lee; DVD; $16.49

1"Wristcutters - A Love Story"
Shannyn Sossamon; DVD; $8.49

1"Good Dick"
Jason Ritter; DVD; $17.99

1"Thirst"
Kang-ho Song; DVD; $19.99

1"Inglourious Basterds (Single-Disc Edition)"
Brad Pitt; DVD; $16.99

1"Teeth"
Josh Pais; DVD; $8.46
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Sing For Absolution - by Muse

Lips are turning blue
A kiss that can't renew
I only dream of you
My beautiful

Tiptoe to your room
A starlight in the gloom
I only dream of you
And you never knew

Sing for absolution
I will be singing
And falling from your grace

There's no where left to hide
In no one to confide
The truth burns deep inside
And will never die

Lips are turning blue
A kiss that can't renew
I only dream of you
My beautiful

Sing for absolution
I will be singing
And falling from your grace

Sing for absolution
I will be singing
And falling from your grace

Our wrongs remain unrectified
And our souls won't be exhumed