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Death Diary - Endymion

 
 
Endymion
 
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Reply Sat 1 Mar, 2008 12:03 pm
Hey Naima! Very Happy

I'm very pleased to hear from you. I was only thinking yesterday, how you are doing.

Thanks for your comments - there's more if you want to read it

i have no idea what kind of writing you'd call it - but i know one thing - since i started writing it, i keep thinking in rhyme - i have to stop myself rhyming in ordinary posts and e-mails!
Are you writing? How are you doing?

Take good care and keep in touch if you can - i'm sorry you've had such a hard time of things where you are.

Kind regards
Endy
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lostnsearching
 
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Reply Sat 1 Mar, 2008 11:00 pm
hey Endy



Endymion wrote:
i have no idea what kind of writing you'd call it - but i know one thing - since i started writing it, i keep thinking in rhyme - i have to stop myself rhyming in ordinary posts and e-mails!


that sounds funny... Laughing

I'm doing great.
Not exactly writing much--- just a few lines once in a while... that don't really make much sense. Confused
Haven't been posting anything but i do read around sometimes...

I'll definately read the rest, whenever i can.(Still have to read No Man's Land Embarrassed )

Endymion wrote:
i'm sorry you've had such a hard time of things where you are.



The good news is, we're damn sure things will get better very soon.
(You once said something about how great it felt being around 'like-minded' people....for the past few months, i've been around them- you're so right!.... not once have i felt like i'm losing hope--- there's more hope everywhere...)

will try to stay in touch...great talking to you.
Naima
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msolga
 
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Reply Sun 2 Mar, 2008 05:06 am
Endymion wrote:
msolga wrote:


Many revolutionary hugs (what ever they might be! Very Happy )


Hi Olga - I've been reading about the Revolution in Australia - great stuff. I've written some thoughts on it - may post them up sometime.


So far so good (mostly), Endy.

But it's still early days! Things feel much more optimistic, though.(How could they not? :wink: ) Let's see where we are in about 15 months time, hey?
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Endymion
 
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Reply Sun 9 Mar, 2008 04:18 am
Olga
I guess time will tell - but for now, it is very good to see
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Endymion
 
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Reply Sun 9 Mar, 2008 04:19 am
Kin

I shan't ever see you again
And that is a cause of some sorrow
But I shall not forget you, no
And I wish you the best of tomorrows

Sometimes when the night is insane
And my mind is a burning coal
I hear you shouting my name
As you fall deep into my soul

I shall not forget you, no
Where ever from here I shall travel
You're the only kin I have known
And together we fought back the devil




Endymion 2008
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Endymion
 
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Reply Sun 9 Mar, 2008 10:10 pm
Waiting for daybreak?
(this is for you)




Daybreak


This is the daybreak
And this is the love we make
For love is the law here
You got to know how I love it, yeah
It's more than a mover

You know it takes all fast, all song
Stone cold wild
Bring the love in
Son, brother, man, true nature child
I think I'll sing it

From Atlanta, Georgia
To Longsight, Manchester
Everyone ready, so
So willing and able
Yeah, yeah, yeah
For the love you make
Gone home sis
(huh, yeah, woo!)

She built it to make ya
We all love makers ain't we?
Sister Rosa Lee Parks
Love forever her name in your heart
Forever in my heart
(mmm, yeah, hoo, yeah!)

As I sing this song
Someone just got rolled on
(hey oh hey, yeah, woo, yeah!)

New York City
To Addis Abababababa
Keep on keeping strong
Keep on keeping on

So why no black on a radio station in this, the city?
Been going on so long, level on the line
I'm a leaf on the vine of time
Black bones are the original bones
And this is something the whole wide world should know, y'all
I came to sing this song for your soul.
Ooh, for the dreamers
One more for the dreamers, yeah


Stone Roses ~ Manchester UK

Listen
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Endymion
 
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Reply Tue 11 Mar, 2008 10:01 pm
Perfect Day




Just a perfect day,
Drink Sangria in the park,
And then later, when it gets dark,
We go home.
Just a perfect day,
Feed animals in the zoo
Then later, a movie, too,
And then home.

Oh it's such a perfect day,
I'm glad I spent it with you.
Oh such a perfect day,
You just keep me hanging on,
You just keep me hanging on.


Just a perfect day,
Problems all left alone,
Weekenders on our own.
It's such fun.

Just a perfect day,
You made me forget myself.
I thought I was someone else,
Someone good.


Oh it's such a perfect day,
I'm glad I spent it with you.
Oh such a perfect day,
You just keep me hanging on,
You just keep me hanging on.


You're going to reap just what you sow,

You're going to reap just what you sow,

You're going to reap just what you sow,

You're going to reap just what you sow...






Lou Reed
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Endymion
 
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Reply Tue 11 Mar, 2008 10:41 pm
lostnsearching wrote:

I'm doing great.


That's the best news Naima.
i wish you always happiness in whatever
you do - you so deserve it. I feel privileged
just to have known you.

Be sure to have some fun Very Happy
peace
e
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Endymion
 
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Reply Wed 12 Mar, 2008 07:21 pm
Small Death



Never laugh at a psycho
he said

You might just wake up
dead

Dead like a dormouse
in the snow?

Yep

With no particular place to go





Endymion 2008
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Endymion
 
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Reply Wed 12 Mar, 2008 07:22 pm
Laughing Laughing Laughing Laughing
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Endymion
 
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Reply Wed 12 Mar, 2008 07:29 pm
lets get down to business
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Endymion
 
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Reply Wed 12 Mar, 2008 07:41 pm



Revenge
~~~~~~~~~~~



I laugh at you, rage
so bind me
Twist me into emptiness
and redesign me

Zeroed, engaged
blown out of shape
Redefine me

I laugh at you, rage
with your pathetic take
Yeah?
so fire me

Fire flesh from bone
Flash fry
I'm gone
Reassign me

Do what ever you do
These fists belong to you
Your heart's inside me

I laugh at you, rage
with your guns
and your blades

Get behind me






Endymion 2008
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Endymion
 
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Reply Wed 12 Mar, 2008 08:31 pm


The Joke
~~~~~~~





He laughed
himself
at the pain

Laughed long
and loud
like a mad man
on a stage

Laughed until
it hurt to move
at all

An empty rack
against
a silent wall

And in his sleep
all laughter
fell and died

and when he woke
and saw the joke
he cried

Then laughed
at how
he couldn't
take the pain

Laughed long
and loud
like a mad man
on a stage







Endymion 2008
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Endymion
 
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Reply Wed 12 Mar, 2008 11:25 pm

Why
~~~~~~~~~~~~~




Sometimes I wake
un-breathing
Throat clenched tight
in the dreaming
And my hand reaches out
into black open space
Searching for light
in all this dismal place
called life
I float in silence
The room
a swoon
of strange defiance


Sometimes I wake
reeling
Crashing into the air
and screaming
A gasping shock
of sound
striking out
unaware
unfamiliar to the ear
as I hit the ground
green-keening
Strange sounds
that have no meaning


Sometimes I wake
unfeeling
paralysed, surprised
by my being
A woman's face
an angel's
looking down
Watching me
by lamplight
in the cornered terror
of the night
with eyes so bright
and healing










Endymion 2008
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Endymion
 
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Reply Thu 13 Mar, 2008 12:22 am
On and On



You felt the pain of impossible sleep
Your insightful soul unable to keep
the shadows stalking you - at bay
Honour corrupted all around, but
you were young and unafraid
Burned in this torment of idiots
and alone with the demon inside,
you called your work a therapy
to salvage pride
But the vultures lived
in their own world
of cold material gain
and they couldn't feel or empathise
or recognise your pain
You burned in vain
and now you're gone
and deep inside where I can hide
the echo of your song
goes on and on









Endymion 2008
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Endymion
 
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Reply Thu 13 Mar, 2008 12:56 am
did you hear about ned Olga?
weird i think
apparently they lobbed off his head before they buried him
i didn't know that.
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Endymion
 
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Reply Thu 13 Mar, 2008 01:03 am
such is life, eh?
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Endymion
 
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Reply Tue 18 Mar, 2008 06:41 am
Crazy Life



As far as I can see
You are my enemy
life
A twisted joke
that makes you choke
The softest smile
that hides a swift attack
A hand held out
with a knife behind the back

As far as I can see
You are killing me
life
With lies that trace
the aging face
of a backward race
My hands are tied
by the confined space
and as far as I can see
you're killing me

Oh, I've got my pride
I hold it deep inside
and it's a bitter taste
Oh yes, I've got my rage
I write it on a private page

Your laughter's real
but over-kill
and at what price?
As far as I can see
you are cold killing me
Crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy
life





Endymion 2008
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Endymion
 
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Reply Tue 18 Mar, 2008 06:54 am
Stitched Up
~~~~~~~~~~~~




There's just no room
for this last piece
of unexpected
avalanche of ****
Or the laughter
of the fickle thief
Somewhere inside
he has his pride
like a corpse beneath
It feels like grief
Like somebody has died
He will not speak
Not even for his life
Instead he shuts the door
and there reclined
rips out the love
like stitches
from his mind








Endymion 2008
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Endymion
 
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Reply Wed 26 Mar, 2008 09:41 pm
Disjointed


I don't really care anymore
the world has changed
become a strange circus
of oddities
the rhythm in my fingers
feels disjointed
moon light increasing
I blow smoke onto glass
watching the night
the hours pass
inside my heart
I try to write
but it's confusing
my vision moves restless
deluding
and unwilling
caught in the fight
I try to put her from my mind
but she fits tight




Endymion 2008
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