“On the outside of that you can say that I find great joy in the things that are sad. That’s the way emotions are in people. They fall down on you and there’s no way to get out, except to go through it. There’s no way you can control it, there’s no essay you can write to answer yourself out of it. It just soaks you like the rain. There’s nothing you can do. Then it’s gone and then another comes around. But tears are not all I deal with. I’ll leave that to the next album.”—
I’ll be waiting for that next album he promised, forever :( . More than anything in the world, I just wanna thank him for makin the most sincere music I’ve ever heard.
Satan gave me a taco And it made me really sick The chicken was all raw And the grease was mighty thick The rice was all rancid And the beans were so hard I was getting kinda dizzy Eatin all the lard There was aphids on the lettuce And I ate every one And after I was done The salsa melted off my tongue Pieces of tortilla Got stuck in my throat And the stains on my clothes Burned a hole through my coat My stomach was atremblin And I broke out in a rash I was so dry and thirsty And I didnt have no cash So I went and found a hose Tore off all my clothes Turned on the water And it shot right up my nose Some old lady came along And she thought I was a freak So she beat me with her handbag til I could hardly speak I was lying there naked My body badly bruised In a pool of my own blood Unconscious and confused Well the cops came and got me And threw me in their van And I woke up on the ceiling And I couldnt find my hand They took me to the judge His eyes aglowin red The courtroom was filled With witches and the dead Well the sheriff was a hell-hound With fangs and claws The prisoners were tied up And chained to the walls The air was getting thick The smoke was getting thicker The judge read the verdict Said cut off his head! Well they placed me on the altar And they raised up the axe My head was about to explode When I noticed the marshall stacks I noticed all the smoke machines Cameras and the lights Some guy with a microphone Runnin around dancin in tights And I noticed the crew And the band playin down below And I realized I was in a rock video So I went and joined the band And I went out on tour And I smoked a lot of heroin And I passed out in manure I made out with the groupies (aw yeah) Started fires backstage (aw yeah, start em up) Made a lot of money (aw yeah, Im makin it) And I gave it all away (give it all to me) Well the band got killed (aw, bunch of losers) So I started a solo career (aw haw, yeah And I won all the awards (get em all now) And I drank all the beer (drink it all up; get funky) And I opened up the taco stand (aw haw, etc.) Just to smell the smell Cookin with the devil Fryin down in hell
tina im sosososososososorry bout your kitty! danae says to put like 10 alka-seltzer tablets into bread and throw it over the fence, and see what happens to that dog. LOL. but dont be sad! kitty is in a happier place :)
A 22 year old man died yesterday morning in San Jose.
A 22 year old man died yesterday morning in his hometown of San Jose.
A 22 year old man died yesterday morning in his hometown of San Jose while riding the bus.
A 22 year old man died yesterday morning in his hometown of San Jose while riding the bus. He was shot.
A 22 year old man died yesterday morning in his hometown of San Jose while riding the bus. He was shot as he was protecting a woman.
A 22 year old man died yesterday morning in his hometown of San Jose while riding the bus. He was shot as he was protecting a woman and her child.
A 22 year old man died yesterday morning in his hometown of San Jose while riding the bus. He was shot as he was protecting a woman and her child from an armed robber.
the level of detail intensifies the amount of sympathy one feels for another. the more you know, the more you feel. for anyone who’s never met this man, those two sentences ARE this man. and if you feel sympathetic towards these two sentences, imagine what its like to have thousands of sentences in your mind. thousands of sentences about a person, millions even. images and memories of that person, not just words on a page. imagine that level of detail, and you can begin to imagine the pain. but it is not the pain we live for, nor our two sentences of sympathy. think less of what you’d die for and more of what you’d live for, and you’ll find it easier to distinguish sentences from people.
yea it sucks to feel sad, and we always tell ourselves that life is too short to be down in the dumps. but these are the feelings that make us alive. im glad to feel hurt, anger, and happiness cuz what would life be without emotion?
3. He spoke with the wisdom that can only come from experience, like a guy who went blind because he looked at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it and now goes around the country speaking at high schools about the dangers of looking at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it.