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SEX AND DRUGS AND JESUS CHRIST

31.08.2006., četvrtak

Why Be Normal?!

BUBA ĆE USKORO NAPISAT

NOVI POST O DOŽIVLJAJIMA IZ BRITANIJE.

ZBOG PREVIŠE KOMENTARA :))))) KHM...


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06.08.2006., nedjelja

:)=

A SHORT GUIDE TO COMPARATIVE RELIGIONS

TAOSIM Shit happens.

BUDDHISM If shit happens, it’s not really shit.

ISLAM If shit happens, it’s the will of Allah.

PROTESTANTISM Shit happens because you don’t work hard enough.

JUDAISM Why does this shit always happen to us?

HINDUISM This shit happened before.

CATHOLICISM Shit happens because you’re bad.

HARE KRISHNA Shit happens rama rama!

TV EVANGELISM Send more shit!

ATHEISM No shit!

JEHOVA’S WITNESS Let me in and I’ll tell you why shit happens.

HEDONISM There’s nothing like a good piece of shit.

CHRISTIAN SCIENCE Shit happens in your mind.

AGNOSTICISM Maybe shit happens, maybe it doesn’t.

EXISTENTIALISM What is shit anyway?

STOICISM This shit doesn’t bother me.

RASTAFARIANISM Let’s smoke this shit!
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22.06.2006., četvrtak

LJETOOOO

mah

e da... neće nas biti idućih... pa... jedno mjesec dana. zapravo, bit ćemo

tamo gdje nema pristupa

kompu, a pogotovo netu... pa sad vi mislite

gdje :)))) ! bang smokin party party party njami rolleyes cool

pozdrav svima i uživajte u ljetu!!!

wave wave wave

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09.06.2006., petak

DANAS SMO...

sad bismo kao trebale pisati o... da, o tome. probudile smo se u 11 sati i 23 minute. za doručak smo zavezale kosu. mame su nam napravile špinat koji smo jele točno 13 minuta. onda smo 5 minuta nakon doručka 4 minute prale zube svojim zelenim četkicama koje imaju dlačice dostupne do svih kritičnih točaka u usnoj šupljini. zatim smo gledale tv i promjenile program 21 put, uzmite u obzir da imamo 3 programa. dakle, to znači da nam je trebalo 7 puta glimpse na svaki program da se vratimo početnoj činjenici da je tv globalističko smeće. pa se do 19 sati i 28 minuta nije događalo apsolutno ništa vrijedno spomena. sada su svirali poguesi do 20 sati i 3 minute, a od tada sviraju pixiesi. na našim vrpcama. jer... zvučnici sjebani zbog preglasne glazbe. moramo ići, pivo nam se grije već 24 minute :))))))
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01.06.2006., četvrtak

WTF???

nešto čudno se događa s našim blogom. najprije nestane par dana nakon izrade. ono, nema ga! pa ga nekako vratimo. onda cijeli blog leti u lijevu stranu. ok, i to riješimo. onda nestanu sve slike i textovi s lijeve strane... i to riješimo. sad nestalo zadnja dva ili tri posta i zadnji textovi... ok, textovi vraćeni, a postovi?! tko još zna o čemu je pisao prije sto godina... a još nedavno bilo sve ok... koji je to kurac?!? ne znam... tako nam i treba kad smo zločesti :)))))
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06.05.2006., subota

nothing..

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Danas je padalo premalo kiše za naš ukus pa odjeću nismo sušili fenom dok ne pregori. Fen, ne odjeća. Ovo je naš fejvrit smajl D: onak, ako držiš shift i pritišćeš D: i space dobiješ ritam od we will rock you, haha. Nadamo se da će Vas naš post nadahnuti kao što nas nadahnjuje slika iznad :D
Farewell and goodnight.

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22.04.2006., subota

slap happy

na povratku iz zagreba nam je bilo malo dosadno (kao što je žak malo gladan), pa smo odlučili ispuniti doživljaj slaganjem rečenica, daklem ovo sve znamo napamet, and this is what we came up with:
˝Jučer je krampus me istukao dok sam visjela pišajući s prdenjem ogavnim dok sam razmišljala o prometnim pojavama na kamiondžijinim leđima dlakavim koja podsjećaju užasno na majmuna babuna porodice nekih stvorova rođenih onda kada isus nije živio moleći svoga profesora milost radi iskupljenja ogromnih...˝
eto tako, da sad i to znate.
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15.04.2006., subota

i give in to sin because you have to make this life livable

ha?! ma mi stvarno nemamo inspirejšn... treba nas ubit! ispada da živimo najdosadnijim životima uopće. baš nam se sad piše i piše i piše i piše... andrea: de šta da pišem? bernarda: pa piši i piši i piši. da, to smo mi. mi smo ljudi koji ne vole tuđe blogove i koje zapravo ne zanima što ljudi misle. nama je naš blog najljepši i najbolji. i točka. enivej, prošli vikend smo bili u šumi. i tak. naišli smo na vuka. da. još malo nas je pojeo. ali!?! taman je završio s čobancem pa nije bio baš tolko gladan. uglavnom, bilo je ludo i nezaboravno! skoro ko na roditeljskom sastanku. ma ne, bilo je baš ok. ono. skroz ok.
vi ljudi ste naprosto dosadni. ne ostavljate nam nikakvu inspiraciju iako nam je ljudska glupost dosad bila vrlo inspirativna. a sad žurimo po cugu i idemo pit. ipak je danas velika subota i bit će pun grad glupih ljudi. i bit će pun mjesec. de ajd nemojte nas shvaćat ozbiljno :) ni mi ne shvaćamo vas.


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1. Prosječni troškovi rehabilitacije tuljana nakon izlijevanja ulja na
tankeru Exxon Valdez na Aljasci su iznosili 80.000 USD dolara. Prilikom
svečane ceremonije puštena su dva tuljana čiji su troškovi spašavanja
bili najviši. Životinje su puŠtene nazad u divljinu uz odobravanje i
aplauz prisutnih promatrača. Minutu kasnije, na očigled svih tuljane je
pojeo kit ubojica.

2. Studentica psihologije u New Yorku iznajmila je spavaću sobu viška
jednom stolaru s namjerom da mu konstantno zvonca i dosađuje i promatra
njegove reakcije. Nakon nekoliko tjedana dodijavanja, čovjek je otkačio
i izlemao ju sa sjekirom nakon čega je trajno ostala mentalno
retardirana.

3. Žena je stigla kući i našla muža u kuhinji kako se nekontrolirano
trese, držeći u ruci nešto što je ličilo na žicu koja se
pružala od njegovog pojasa do električnog lonca za kavu. U namjeri da ga odvoji
od strujnog kruga maznula ga je drvenim štapom kojeg je našla pored
vrata, slomeći mu pritom ruku na dva mjesta. A sve do tada čovjek je
sretno slušao svoj walkman.

4. Dva aktivista za prava životinja protestirala su protiv okrutnosti
slanja svinja u klaonicu u Bonn. Odjednom su se svinje /dvije tisuće
njih/ oslobodile iz ograde i u stampedu pregazile dvojicu bespomoćnih
aktivista na mrtvo.

I konacno...

5. Irački terorist Khay Rahnajet nije platio dovoljno poštarine na
pismo bombu. Pismo bomba mu je vraćeno s naznakom "vratite pošiljaocu".
Zaboravivši da je to bomba, otvorio je pismo i raznio se u komade.

Vaš dan ipak nije tako loš, zar ne???

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02.04.2006., nedjelja

ma nemam pojma...

i tako... opet imamo novi dizajn (koji meni leti na lijevo... ili imam halove možda?!). sinoć je bio neki koncert u novskoj, pa smo (nas TROJE!!!) otišli tamo da se malo maknemo iz naše monotone gradiške. do tamo smo se švercali, kondor bio baš ok (izlučili smo litru znoja dok nisu prošli okučani). i došli tamo, kupili cugu pa na staru pijacu (mjesto događanja). isprva smo pomislili "jebo te, pa gdje smo mi došli?!? ovo će bit katastrofa!", ali na kraju uopće nismo požalili što smo bili tamo. prvi bendovi i nisu bili baš nešta pa smo ostali vani pit. upad je bio 9 kuna i 99 lipa i ljudi su STVARNO vraćali tu jednu lipu! a ulaznica je bila kemijskom napisano veliko slovo D na lijevoj ruci bang a nema veze, kasnije smo saznali da je to bio humanitarni koncert, pa ajd. dalje... stali smo negdje u sredinu, pa kasnije naprijed, pa opet u sredinu... ovi zadnji bendovi su bili ok. malo smo se bacali (neki i malo više :)))) ), pa SKORO zakasnili na vlak. vlak ide u pola 2, a mi još tamo u 1 i 20. ono, nema šanse da stignemo na stanicu. a idući vlak tek ujutro (oko 7, ne znam točno). i ništa, nagovorim ja jednog lika da nas odveze autom, ustvari ga namolim (samo što smo sto godina tražili ključeve, pa me uhvatila neka kao panika :))) ). i ipak stignemo! upadnemo u brzi vlak s kartom za putnički. i glupi, pokvareni kondukter nas krene zajebavat da nemamo ispravne karte, da mu damo lovu, da će nas izbacit i sl... de dobro je! kreten jedan, na faci mu se vidjelo da je pokvaren i da samo čeka žrtve da pokupi sitnog. pa nismo mi krivi što nam je žena prodala te karte, a znala je da idemo na taj vlak. sva sreća pa nije bilo brke (joj, on je opasan :))) ). uglavnom, puni dojmova (moš mislit) sretno smo stigli kući.


... i evo vam par egzistencijalnih pitanja... ono, za razmišljanje.
Zašto ljudi naruče dupli cheeseburger, veliku porciju pomfrita i light coca colu???

Zašto žene ne mogu staviti maskaru zatvorenih usta?

Zašto je riječ "skraćenica" tako dugačka?

Zašto da bismo ugasili Windows moramo prvo kliknuti na "start"?

Zašto se sok od limuna pravi od vještačkih dodataka, a deterdžent za suđe s mirisom limuna od pravih limuna?

Zašto ne postoji hrana za mačke s okusom miša?

Zašto je igla koju upotrebljavaju za eutanaziju sterilna?

Sigurno ste već čuli za neuništive crne kutije u avionima... Zašto ne proizvode čitav avion od takvog materijala?

Zašto piloti kamikaze nose kacige?

Kad zadaviš štrumpfa, kakvu boju on tad poprimi?

Kako table s natpisom "zabranjeno je gaziti travu" dospiju na sredinu travnjaka?

Što je to čovjek pokušavao uraditi onog trenutka kad je otkrio da krava daje mlijeko?

Ako je riječ u rječniku nepravilno napisana, kako ćemo to primijetiti?

Zašto taj jebeni Noa nije zgnječio par komaraca?

Da li i radnici u liptonu (ice tea) imaju pauzu za "kavu"?

Zašto se "odvojeni" piše jednom riječju, a "svi zajedno" s dvije odvojene?

Ako želim kupiti novi boomerang, kako da se riješim starog?

Zašto prodavaonice otvorene 24 sata na dan imaju brave i lokote?
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27.03.2006., ponedjeljak

opet...

... smo tu! nešta nam se blog pokvario ili su tu prste imali neki zadrti kršćani. hm... tko zna?!? to je ZA SAD to, još moramo vratit stari dizajn, pa krećemo s pisanjem dubokoumnih textova. i tak...
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Kiss

You'll never understand,
the meaning in the end,
we're standing at the gate,
you'll meet the darker fate,

your purity and rage,
your passion and your hate,
you promised more than bliss,
with your God and with your kiss,

I'm on my knees,
I beg your mercy,
my soul is my loss,
I'm well hung from your cross.

Take me,
take me in your arms my love and rape me,
don't hide behind your rage
I know you love me,
and always will,

you're my possession,
of that my love there really is no question,
don't hide behind your rage
I know you love me
and always will,

my better half it's true
has seen the darker side of you,
innocence stripped away,
at least I've the brighter fate...


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Geniune, A Fantastic Revue

In the living-room a man on a sofa is laying
Two strangers at the door and one is knocking
The man stands and opens the great wooden door
The one who knows the host tells the other visitor


An old man with top hat and a dark walking stick
Gets through the wooden door and says without a trick
“I want to buy the portrait of this old heroine”
“I’ll never sell this one not even to a king”


“since he finished his last work
Percy’s gone wild and casts strange lurks
Like a mad man who went too far
His oil is the cause let’s take it afar”


“come back tomorrow” says the painter’s friend
“Sir, maybe tomorrow in a sale it’ll end
tonight, we’ll try to make his mind change
and off with the oil, Sir, thou might get a chance”


“since he finished his last work
Percy’s gone wild and casts strange lurks
Like a mad man who went too far
His oil is the cause let’s take it afar”


All eve long young ones tried to convince him
To let the old man by this sale enrich him
The talks are loud and words are high
“Nothing to do but leave him tonight”


All alone the painter stares at his work
There’s a woman face with dark and long hair
Percy takes a book and reads it aloud
“beautiful & perverse, Genuine a slave was made
Priestess of mysteries bought by a strange old man”
He falls asleep and the portrait comes alive
And dressed with black ribbons lays by his side


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LOVE WILL TEAR US APART
When the routine bites hard
And ambitions are low
And the resentment rides high
But emotions won’t grow
And we’re changing our ways,
Taking different roads
Then love, love will tear us apart again

Why is the bedroom so cold
Turned away on your side?
Is my timing that flawed,
Our respect run so dry?
Yet there’s still this appeal
That we’ve kept through our lives
Love, love will tear us apart again

Do you cry out in your sleep
All my failings expose?
Get a taste in my mouth
As desperation takes hold
Is it something so good
Just can’t function no more?
When love, love will tear us apart again



I REMEMBER NOTHING
We were strangers.
We were strangers, for way too long, for way too long,
We were strangers, for way too long.
Violent, violent,
Were strangers.

Get weak all the time, may just pass the time,
Me in my own world, yeah you there beside,
The gaps are enormous, we stare from each side,
We were strangers for way too long.

Violent, more violent, his hand cracks the chair,
Moves on reaction, then slumps in despair,
Trapped in a cage and surrendered too soon,
Me in my own world, the one that you knew,
For way too long.
We were strangers, for way too long.
We were strangers,
We were strangers, for way too long.
For way too long.


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SHADOWPLAY
To the centre of the city where all roads meet, waiting for you,
To the depths of the ocean where all hopes sank, searching for you,
I was moving through the silence without motion, waiting for you,
In a room with a window in the corner I found truth.

In the shadowplay, acting out your own death, knowing no more,
As the assassins all grouped in four lines, dancing on the floor,
And with cold streel, odour on their bodies mad a move to connect,
But I could only stare in disbelief as the crowds all left.

I did everything, everything I wanted to,
I let them use you for their own ends,
To the centre of the city in the night, waiting for you.
To the centre of the city in the night, waiting for you.


THE SOUND OF MUSIC
See my true reflection,
Cut off my own connections,
I can see life getting harder,
So sad is this sensation,
Reverse the situation,
I can’t see it getting better.

I’ll walk you through the heartbreak,
Show you all the out takes,
I can’t see it getting higher,
Systematically degraded,
Emotionally a scapegoat,
I can’t see it getting better.

Perverse and unrealistic,
Try to make it all sick,
I can’t see it getting better,
Hollow now, I’m burned out,
All I need to break out,
I can’t see life getting higher,
Love, life, makes you feel higher,
Love, of life, makes you feel higher,
Higher, higher, higher, higher,
Higher, higher, higher, higher,
Love of life, makes you feel higher.


neonecropopulace has no reflection
neocaeczaristic phallic ruins
just east of the river denial the techs are breathing
welcome to this neotokyo
gridlocks will warn the chromlech alarms
bouquet of cuticles
landscape tantrums
tramontane torching the tramontane
i've heard the mumbling of citadels shifting on this richter scale
the alleys will flow marble intercourse
roil the pantheon... of subterfuge
tramontane torching the tramontane
this marabout isn't untouchable
indentured by servitude
neoinfidels - let's plug them in
neopolygraphic, trip chords
centrocircuiphobia the fallacy
welcome to neotokyo
tore the wings off seraphin, fed them to the anglophiles
in this stag caberat the bark of buildings surged, through the whipping volt abode
go to the lexicon you sluggard, if you will.

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Eternal

Why can't we hear
The time must come for us to leave here
Emotion has withered away
Out burnt out love has decayed

Obsessed to leave the earth
Tragedy has overrun since birth

Now our righteous fathers weep
As we greet eternal sleep
Are we born to pass away

Cry at all that remains
"Chosen words" fail to sustain
The wisdom of powers heard
In dismal thoughts seemingly absurd

Now as hope and glory dies
We'll scream at our demise
Are we lost forever more

Now our righteous fathers weep
As we greet eternal sleep
Are we born to pass away



As I Die

As I die

Stare as eyes uphold me
And wait to see right through
And curse me... The love has crippled you

Shadows haunt the night
Burning my disguise

As I die

Reaping through the truth
Life becomes untrue

Sin the last diversion
My fate will be untouched
Dismissed now, the anger of a fool

Shadows haunt the night
Forgive me as I die

Taking a chance
And take what you gain
My soul it has no price
Total release is out of harms way until I can decide
You punish me, can't you see, I'm not real

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A Letter To God
Is this life this degradation
this pointless game, humiliation
Born to die, we're born to lose
and not one choice we make we choose
And when this life is at an end
we find that Death's our only friend
Must we suffer through your games, oh Lord?
Can God really be so bored?

We waste our lives destroying, hating,
while beneath our flesh a skull lies waiting
Blind to beauty blind to love,
we fear of our loving Lord above
Some live their lives to play their games,
some live as victims, the insane
Your experiment oh Lord has failed
and I trust that when we meet you will forgive us

It's futile so I'll end this note
and find a knife and slit my throat
and come to track you down oh Lord
you better watch your back,
be sure that when we meet you'll be surprised
no loving praise, no glee filled cries
Just pain and hate and tear filled sighs
and the question in the end is "Why?"




Caressing the marble and stone
Love that was special for one
The waste and the fever and hate
How I wish you were here with me now
The body that kills and hides
Matches an awful delight
Warm like a dog `round your feet
How I wish you were here with me now
The hangman looks `round as he waits
Gullet stretches tight and it breaks
Someday we will die in your dreams
How I wish we were here with you now

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YOUR BEST NIGHTMARE
Long after midnight, on a night like this
I'd sit by my blacklight and dream of your kiss
pulsating music filled my room and my head
and I dreamed what it'd be like to have you in my bed

I'm your best nightmare

And then it happened, you were in my arms
your lips on my throat- your hands on my, on my...
two bodies together the intimate sin
the pain and the pleasure could do mortals in
how could you know what I'm thinking of
to me lust can be as beautiful as love
here tonight, your pure heart and soul
untainted passion should have no control

She asked me if I...
I told her the truth
I said "I'm sorry it takes me longer than you"
she smiled and blushed and continued to grind
and promised to make me go out of my mind

returning her promise she came to a halt
licking my lips I tasted her salt
then she sat up and gasped and clutched at her breast
I thought she was coming- I'd never have guessed that
as she grew pale, as white as a flower
she collapsed to the floor and was dead in an hour.

I'm your best nightmare


LET ME BREAK YOU
What on earth went wrong
just tell me what went wrong
can't understand just how you feel

I know the end is near
but I no longer fear
that what we had was so unreal

why can't you feel it?
you had to know
how could you steal it?
let me break you

you made it all so mad
love or control gone bad
it seems to me you don't play fair
I've come to know your kind
through innocence then blind
believed in something that was never there...



Spider And The Fly

Empty hearts I can hear them talking
I close my eyes and I keep on stalking
my love
my love

no one's aware of the hunger I feel
it's something you or time cannot heal
I need someone to help me rise above

Eternal bliss is something I can show you
spread your arms and let my wings enfold you
my love

In the darkness shades of crimson rapture
the world is ours alone to capture
my love

Come over here and let me tell you something
nothing ever comes of nothing
we pay a price for all our choices made

come along now and take my hand
I'll lead you to a promised land
the morning after may never be the same,
it may never come again...



This Paradise

I could take your breath away,
I could make this feel so right
out of the blackest shadows
into your burning light

your touch would enthrall my heart,
my touch could release your soul
lying warm and dark in your arms,
come close to me now and take control
riding through endless nights,
bury the nameless dead
the stars will rain down in the night
cast out of Heaven by jealous angels of death

together we'll rule our world
together we'll rule theirs too
lightning and thunder collide
at the edge of the world for me and you

In this Paradise you'll find just what your looking for,
beauty right before you eyes,
how could you ask for more?
Here behind these eyes,
here inside my soul
hear the screams of a crucifixion ring through the dark,
ring through the cold
reach up and pull me down
into your hallowed ground
I'll lead you into temptation,
buried in passion I'll lead you down...



A Suburb To Hell

Death is near
Need the drugs
Poisoned blood
Transfuse death
Toxaemia
Transfix the veins

Overdose
By a shot
Makes you dead
A funeral
When no one cries
You're left alone

Land of the dead
Has taken your soul
Eradiates
Your moribund fate

Exonerate your head
Start to live a life
Erroneus erudition
Is left behind

Purgatorial blood in the chest
The epitaph describes a natural death
The trepidation stopped long ago
Got a real job forgot the past

Drugs can change a life
To an inner devastation
Drugs can make you high
But also make you dead

Death is near
Need the drugs
Poisoned blood
Transfuse death
Toxaemia
Transfix the veins

Overdose
By a shot
Makes you dead
A funeral
When no one cries
You're left alone

Land of the dead
Has taken your soul
Eradiates
Your moribund fate



Children Of The Damned

He's walking like a small child
But watch his eyes burn you away
Black holes in his golden stare
God knows he wants to go home

Children of the damned
Children of the damned
Children of the damned

He's walking like a dead man
If he had lived he would have crucified us all
Now he's standing on the last step
He thought oblivion well it beckons us all

Children of the damned
Children of the damned
Children of the damned

Now it's burning his hands he's turning to laugh
Smiles as the flame sears his flesh
Melting his face screaming in pain
Peeling the skin from his eyes
Watch him die according to plan
He's dust on ground what did we leam

You're children of the damned
Your back's against the wall
You turn into the light
You're children of the damned
Like candles watch them burn
Burning in the light
You'll burn again tonight
You're children of the damned

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Here Come The Tears

Once I dream love would coming sweetly of away
Now it seems like pass me by I still long to the way
Here come the tears
Looks like you're always be the same
No one hear you come with me
Here come the tears
All alone no one care
So much you give do you all like that
Take me now in your arms
Let me rest safe from harm
Well
I want to be loved
I need to be loved
Oh somebody else
Here come here come the tears...