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. . . ride, boldly ride

gaily bedight,
a gallant night
in sunshine and in shadow,
had journeyed long,
singing a song,
in search of el dorado.

but he grew old --
this knight so bold --
and -- o'er his heart a shadow
fell as he found
no spot of ground
that looked like el dorado.

and, as his strength
failed him at length,
he met a pilgrim shadow --
"shadow," said he,
"where can it be --
this land of el dorado?"

"over the mountains
of the moon,
down the valley of the shadow,
ride, boldly ride,"
the shade replied --
"if you seek for el dorado."

- e.a.poe




. . . paraskevidekatriaphobia

first time in 476 years that the date adds up to the number 13...black friday.

from the mouth of the man in black himself:

"bad luck wind been blowing at my back
i was born to bring trouble to wherever
i'm at got the number thirteen tattooed on my neck
when the ink starts to itch, then the black will turn to red

i was born in the soul of misery
never had me a name
they just gave me the number when i was young

got a long line of heartache
i carry it well
the list of lives
i've broken reach from here to hell
back luck been blowing at my back
i pray you don't look at me, i pray i don't look back

i was born in the soul of misery
never had me a name
they just gave me the number when i was young

i was born in the soul of misery
never had me a name
they just gave me the number when i was young
they just gave me the number when i was young"

unlucky, unremembered, unloved(?).

have a nice day.




. . .

happy birthday, m




. . . dreams...

"dreaming permits each and every one of us to be quietly and safely insane every night of our lives."

- william dement

what if you don't dream anymore? or what if your dreams are so horrible that they scare you?




. . . malibu . . .

now playing.

crash and burn
all the stars explode tonight
how'd you get so desperate
how'd you stay alive
help me please
burn the sorrow from your eyes
oh, come on be alive again
don't lay down and die

hey, hey
you know what to do
oh, baby drive away to malibu

get well soon
please don't go any higher

how are you so burnt when
you're barely on fire
cry to the angels
i'm gonna rescue you
i'm gonna set you free tonight, baby
pour me over

hey, hey
we're all watching you
oh, baby fly away to malibu
cry to the angels
and let them swallow you
go and part the sea, yeah, in malibu

..and the sun goes down
i watch you slip away
and the sun goes down
i walk into the waves
and i knew
love would tear you apart
oh and i knew
the darkest secret of your heart

i'm gonna follow you
oh baby, fly away, yeah, to malibu
oceans of angels
oceans of stars
down by the sea is where you
drown your scars

...i can't be near you
the light just radiates
i can't be near you
the light just radiates...

- hole, "celebrity skin"




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