The Final Cut - Life for Sale

Through the fish-eyed lens of tear stained eyes
I can barely define the shape of this moment in time
And far from flying high in clear blue skies
I'm spiraling down to the hole in the ground where I hide.

If you negotiate the minefield in the drive
And beat the dogs and cheat the cold electronic eyes
And if you make it past the shotgun in the hall,
Dial the combination, open the priest hole
And if I'm in I'll tell you what's behind the wall.

There's a kid who had a big hallucination
Making love to girls in magazines.
He wonders if you're sleeping with your new found faith.
Could anybody love him
Or is it just a crazy dream?

And if I show you my dark side
Will you still hold me tonight?
And if I open my heart to you
And show you my weak side
What would you do?
Would you sell your story to Rolling Stone?
Would you take the children away
And leave me alone?
And smile in reassurance
As you whisper down the phone?
Would you send me packing?
Or would you take me home?

Thought I oughta bare my naked feelings,
Thought I oughta tear the curtain down.
I held the blade in trembling hands
Prepared to make it but just then the phone rang
I never had the nerve to make the final cut.

"Hello? Listen, I think I've got it. Okay, listen its a HaHa!" 

Cum îl poţi ajuta pe Şerban Ionescu/ How to help Şerban Ionescu

Sâmbătă, 26 mai, ora 11.00, la Sala Mare a Teatrului Naţional Bucureşti, se va juca spectacolul

"Dineu cu proşti"

pentru actorul Şerban Ionescu. Toate încasările provenite din vânzarea de bilete la acest spectacol vor fi folosite pentru acoperirea cheltuielilor necesare tratamentului acestuia.

Vă rog să promovaţi acest spectacol !

 

mai multe aici: Scaunul de pânză al Actorului


Saturday, May 26, 11:00 at the Great Hall of the Bucharest National Theatre, the show 
"Dinner with stupid" 
will play for actor Serban Ionescu. All proceeds from the sale of the tickets to this show will be used to cover necessary treatment.

Please promote this show!

Actor Serban Ionescu’s tragedy: Immobilized by severe disease after being bitten by a tick

'Actor Serban Ionescu has been bed ridden for several months and the situation is likely to continue after he got a very serious disease from a tick. Lyme disease affected his entire body. Ionescu can no longer wash or feed himself on his own. He is helped by his family and he hopes that one day he will be able to get out of bed and back on stage.

An energetic man who is full of life, who used to walk 15 km every day, the actor found out last year he was suffering from Lyme disease, caused by a tick bite. Serban is a hunter and he says everything can happen in the woods.

The disease “attacks the nervous system, (…) it paralyzes your brain… this is the disease with 1,000 faces,” says the actor, who has both hands paralyzed.

Everything began last year, when his left shoulder became immobilized. Several tests and doctor visits followed until brain surgeons realized where his condition came from. “They showed me this thing which is the size of the tip of a needle. They put it under the microscope, It scared me, I thought it was an alien or something,” Ionescu said.

Without having lost his sense of humor, the actor talks about what he is going through: “I have lost my capacity to walk (…). My nerves and muscles were atrophied and my right hand is now just like my left hand, meaning that I am a former tree, a pole, a former tree with no more branches to support me.”

Ionescu is on strong antibiotics, a treatment he has to undergo six to eight months and costs about 9,000 lei a month.

Lyme disease is an infection transmitted by infected tick bites. The bacterium enters the blood flow and affects articulations, muscles, heart and nervous system. Those infected can become paralyzed. There are about 300 such cases reported nationwide every year.'

more here : Bucharest Herald

Winter Haiku (3)

 I'm 

a 

wanderer  

so 

let 

that 

be

 my 

name –  

the

 last 

winter

snow

( my Sunday - WINTER IN SPRING / 4 March 2012)

basho

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Loneliness - Life for SALE

How to fight loneliness

Smile all the time

Shine you teeth to meaningless

Sharpen them with lies

And whatever is going down

Will follow you around

That's how you fight loneliness

You laugh at every joke

Drag your blanket blindly

Fill your heart with smoke

And the first thing that you want

Will be the last thing you'll ever need

That's how you fight it

Just smile all the time

Just smile all the time

Wilco - How To Fight Loneliness / Lyrics

If

 If I were a swan, I'd be gone



If I were a train, I'd be late



And if I were a good man,

I'd talk with you / More often than I do.

If I were to sleep, I could dream

If I were afraid,

 I could hide.

If I go insane,

please don't put your wires in my brain.

 If I were the moon, I'd be cool

If I were a rule , I would bend.

If I were a good man, I'd understand the spaces between friends.

If I were alone, I would cry.

And if I were with you, I'd be home and dry



And if I go insane,

Will you still let me join in with the game?

 

 

if

 

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Life for Sale - Refugees

My dream for sale

My lonely city

My movies for sale

City story for sale

My friend

Sun place, between the thin lines marking sea and sand..

Sound for sale

Spring for sale

...So into the West, smiles on our faces, we'll go...

...nowhere to stay

We're refugees, walking away from the life we've known and loved...

smiling very peacefully

...in the summertime, though august people sneered...

We're refugees, carrying all we own in brown bags, tied up with string...

nothing to think

 

but we'll be happy on our own...

we began to notice that we could be free...

shadows coming alive in the golden sun...

 

So into the West, smiles on our faces, we'll go;

oh! yes, and our aplogies to those

who'll never really know the Way....

My heart, nothing to do nor say

N. was somewhere years ago and cold:

ice locked the people's hearts and made them old.

S. was birth to pleasant lands, but dry:

I walked the waters' depths and played my mind.

E. was dawn, coming alive in the golden sun:

the winds came gently, several

heads became one

in the summertime, though august people sneered...

we were at peace, and we cheered

We walked along, sometimes hand in hand,

between the thin lines marking sea and sand;

smiling very peacefully,

we began to notice that we could be free,

and we moved together to the West.

W. is where all days shall someday end;

where the colours turn from grey to gold,

and you can be with the friends.

And light flakes the golden clouds above:

West is Mike and Susie,

West is where I love.

There we shall spend the final days of our lives...

tell the same old stories: well, at least we tried.

So into the West, smiles on our faces, we'll go;

oh! yes, and our apologies to those

who'll never really know the Way....

We're refugees, walking away from the life we've known and loved...

nothing to do nor say, nowhere to stay; now we are alone.

We're refugees, carrying all we own in brown bags, tied up with string...

nothing to think, it doesn't mean a thing, but we'll be happy on our own.

West is Mike and Susie;

West is Mike and Susie;

West is where I love,

West is refugees' home.

Van Der Graaf Generator - Refugees lyrics

Van der Graaf Generator - Refugees /
The Least We Can Do is Wave to Each Other (Feb 1970)  ; Peter Hammill

"We're all awash in a sea of blood, and the least we can do is wave to each other" (John Minton)

rock simfonic anii '70

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