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..you can't save yourself
And one day we will die
And our ashes will fly
From the aeroplane over the sea
But for now we are young
Let us lay in the sun
And count every beautiful thing we can see
25 January 2009 @ 09:24 pm
confused05 January 2009 @ 01:58 am
zombieinfishnet (1:56:27 AM): welcome to nin version 7.0 beta @__@ i am trent reznor and i am now the internet
worlds end disco (1:57:22 AM): Little do you know ._. it was not Al Gore who invented the internet
worlds end disco (1:57:35 AM): But Trent Reznor ._. manifesting his will into material form
zombieinfishnet (1:57:37 AM): XDD
worlds end disco (1:57:22 AM): Little do you know ._. it was not Al Gore who invented the internet
worlds end disco (1:57:35 AM): But Trent Reznor ._. manifesting his will into material form
zombieinfishnet (1:57:37 AM): XDD
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31 May 2008 @ 05:01 am
crazy24 October 2007 @ 01:21 pm
cold15 June 2007 @ 11:48 am
crappy20 August 2006 @ 01:10 am
Okay, you know why sometimes I really fucking hate the internet? This is why I fucking hate the internet:
[(bass) Ladymercury] Diru is going to fuck my parents :(
[(bass) Ladymercury] Kyo said so :(
[Seth] That's why Kyo's been sick lately
[Seth] He's been busy fucking everyone's parents :(
[Seth] That douchebag. :\
[Sanjuro] why the fuck are you guys talking about this
[Seth] Because we can?
[Seth] Not like this room is the epitomy of quality conversation anyways.
[Sanjuro] trust me
[Sanjuro] it was better when it was quiet
[Seth] Then go into another room and pretend nobody in here is talking is all I can advise you, unfortunately. :\
[Sanjuro] that is a pretty damn good idea actually, i'm gonna take you up on that
[Sanjuro] better than this shit
You know what, people? GET OVER IT. Even if you don't like Diru, IT'S NOT REALLY THAT BAD THAT OTHER PEOPLE LIKE THEM. It's so fucking "cool" and "indie" to not like Dir en grey now, and whatever, do what you like, but there's not much of a point to being a FUCKING DOUCHEBAG about it and pretending like Diru is a fucking plague on the earth. IT'S MUSIC. GET OVER IT. If we all liked your pseudo-intellectual pretentious indiefag shit, the world would be a MUCH WORSE place, trust me.
Fucking idiots.
edit:
For reference and yet another reason the internet pisses me off, see here, esp:
Sko's reaction to this pretty much sums up my feelings:
zombieinfishnet: DXXXXXXX YOU DONT SEEM TO KNOW WHAT MUSIC IS COMMIT SUICIDE ASAP YOU FUCKING RETARD;
IT MAEKZ MI SO ANGRI THAT PPL SEY DIRU IS METAL!111
Some people need to just drop dead. Now. Also, Diru fans need to start getting used to the fact that AMERICA IS NOT JAPAN. GET OVER IT.
[(bass) Ladymercury] Diru is going to fuck my parents :(
[(bass) Ladymercury] Kyo said so :(
[Seth] That's why Kyo's been sick lately
[Seth] He's been busy fucking everyone's parents :(
[Seth] That douchebag. :\
[Sanjuro] why the fuck are you guys talking about this
[Seth] Because we can?
[Seth] Not like this room is the epitomy of quality conversation anyways.
[Sanjuro] trust me
[Sanjuro] it was better when it was quiet
[Seth] Then go into another room and pretend nobody in here is talking is all I can advise you, unfortunately. :\
[Sanjuro] that is a pretty damn good idea actually, i'm gonna take you up on that
[Sanjuro] better than this shit
You know what, people? GET OVER IT. Even if you don't like Diru, IT'S NOT REALLY THAT BAD THAT OTHER PEOPLE LIKE THEM. It's so fucking "cool" and "indie" to not like Dir en grey now, and whatever, do what you like, but there's not much of a point to being a FUCKING DOUCHEBAG about it and pretending like Diru is a fucking plague on the earth. IT'S MUSIC. GET OVER IT. If we all liked your pseudo-intellectual pretentious indiefag shit, the world would be a MUCH WORSE place, trust me.
Fucking idiots.
edit:
For reference and yet another reason the internet pisses me off, see here, esp:
Oh and… I found something on the official Homepage of the Family Values Tour, which made me really angry…
-> "....the next big evolution of the metal scene !"
That’s a comment on Diru’s Withering to death Album. I don’t think that Diru is a metal band. I’m still thinking that Diru is a JRock band.
Sko's reaction to this pretty much sums up my feelings:
zombieinfishnet: DXXXXXXX YOU DONT SEEM TO KNOW WHAT MUSIC IS COMMIT SUICIDE ASAP YOU FUCKING RETARD;
IT MAEKZ MI SO ANGRI THAT PPL SEY DIRU IS METAL!111
Some people need to just drop dead. Now. Also, Diru fans need to start getting used to the fact that AMERICA IS NOT JAPAN. GET OVER IT.
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angryCurrent Music: Panicsmile - we're living in spit, smoke and alcohol
14 February 2006 @ 10:22 am
"Are you still in love?" Oshima asks me.
I nod. "How about you?"
"Am I in love, do you mean?"
I nod again.
"In other words, you're daring to get personal and ask about the antisocial romance that colors my warped, homosexual, Gender-Identity-Disordered life?"
I nod, and he follows suit.
"I have a partner, yes," he admits. He makes a serious face and eats a clam. "It's not the kind of passionate, stormy love you find in a Puccini opera or anything. We keep a careful distance from each other. We don't get together that often, but we do understand each other at a deep, basic level."
"Understand each other?"
"Whenever Haydn composed, he always made sure to dress formally, even to wearing a powdered wig."
I look at him in surprise. "What's Haydn got to do with anything?"
"He couldn't compose well unless he did that."
"How come?"
"I have no idea. That's between Haydn and his wig. Nobody else would understand. Inexplicable, I imagine."
I nod. "Tell me, when you're alone do you sometimes think about your partner and feel sad?"
"Of course," he says. "It happens sometimes. When the moon turns blue, when birds fly south, when - "
"Why of course?" I ask.
"Anyone who falls in love is searching for the missing pieces of themselves. So anyone who's in love gets sad when they think of their lover. It's like stepping back inside a room you have fond memories of, one you haven't seen in a long time. It's just a natural feeling. You're not the person who discovered that feeling, so don't go trying to patent it, okay?"
I lay my fork down and look up.
"A fond, old, faraway room?"
"Exactly," Oshima says. He holds his fork straight up for emphasis. "Just a metaphor, of course."
-Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore (trans. Philip Gabriel) pg.296-297
I nod. "How about you?"
"Am I in love, do you mean?"
I nod again.
"In other words, you're daring to get personal and ask about the antisocial romance that colors my warped, homosexual, Gender-Identity-Disordered life?"
I nod, and he follows suit.
"I have a partner, yes," he admits. He makes a serious face and eats a clam. "It's not the kind of passionate, stormy love you find in a Puccini opera or anything. We keep a careful distance from each other. We don't get together that often, but we do understand each other at a deep, basic level."
"Understand each other?"
"Whenever Haydn composed, he always made sure to dress formally, even to wearing a powdered wig."
I look at him in surprise. "What's Haydn got to do with anything?"
"He couldn't compose well unless he did that."
"How come?"
"I have no idea. That's between Haydn and his wig. Nobody else would understand. Inexplicable, I imagine."
I nod. "Tell me, when you're alone do you sometimes think about your partner and feel sad?"
"Of course," he says. "It happens sometimes. When the moon turns blue, when birds fly south, when - "
"Why of course?" I ask.
"Anyone who falls in love is searching for the missing pieces of themselves. So anyone who's in love gets sad when they think of their lover. It's like stepping back inside a room you have fond memories of, one you haven't seen in a long time. It's just a natural feeling. You're not the person who discovered that feeling, so don't go trying to patent it, okay?"
I lay my fork down and look up.
"A fond, old, faraway room?"
"Exactly," Oshima says. He holds his fork straight up for emphasis. "Just a metaphor, of course."
-Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore (trans. Philip Gabriel) pg.296-297
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22 February 2005 @ 11:16 pm
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