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Coming Back to Life

Posted on Jun 28th, 2008 by Mari : Insanity prevails only by choice Mari

By Pink Floyd

One of my favorite bands of all time, aside from being brilliant prog rock musicians, their lyrical talent is also phenomenal. I've always felt identified with Gilmour's lyrics. This is recent, I dedicate it to the pain of losing someone who I thought of as a friend and turned out to be nothing but a dream. I don't believe losing a friend means losing yourself, but it sure as hell feels that way at times.

"Where were you when I was burned and broken
While the days slipped by from my window watching
Where were you when I was hurt and I was helpless
Because the things you say and the things you do surround me
While you were hanging yourself on someone elses words
Dying to believe in what you heard
I was staring straight into the shining sun

Lost in thought and lost in time
While the seeds of live and the seeds of change were planted

Outside the rain fell dark and slow
While I pondered on this dangerous but
I took a heavenly ride through one silence
I knew the moment had arrived
For killing the past and coming back to life

I took a heavenly ride trough our silence
I knew the waiting had begin
And headed straight... into the shining sun"

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Late Night Theory

Posted on Jun 28th, 2008 by Mari : Insanity prevails only by choice Mari

 

Have you ever felt like you belong somewhere where you’re not already a member? Somewhere where you haven’t been invited, and with people whom you don’t know well? That was my story my last couple of years of high school, and the unclaimed position seems to still haunt me.  For many it’s very easy to make friends and keep them, if only for a while. Some friendships last more than others but they almost always seem to have a clear beginning and a clear, though sometimes blurry, end.  The beginnings of my friendships are always… fast.  No one has ever really taken the time to ask many questions about me, they only judge what they see.  And so getting to know me they often find things they dislike, and for more reasons than I dare question my friendships are usually very brief.  And the endings of my friendships are usually hazy and unprovoked. I inspire no definitive feeling from my peers, it’s not exactly respect that I inspire, nor fear, it’s not pity and it’s not disgust, it’s not admiration nor pure hatred or jealousy… no, I don’t believe it’s any of these things which I inspire the most, none at least by themselves… if it is admiration it may easily be accompanied by some form of hatred, and if it’s not respect by itself, nor respect along with admiration it may even be some form of fear.  I am a strange kind of person to them, to those who seek the labeling of every kind of person that there is.  And they don’t need to know much about me in order to realize where I belong, for I belong to them in that unclassified section of their minds, which they don’t bother to think about much.  That part of their minds remains very unvisited, and in some cases seems nonexistent altogether. Is that why I’ve felt so often ignored? Unloved by anyone outside my immediate family…? Perhaps.  Of course these are only late night theories.  The truth seldom begins with a theory, because along the path of experimentation that a theory requires are found factors that may alter the ultimate finding, the truth is only a myth to the theorist. 

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