Posts

Showing posts with the label meaning

Most recent post

The Art of Malaka

-
Image
  The Art of Malaka  Malaka (Rise Above 'Em) [Verse 1] Jealous cowards try to control! Mean-spirited cloth – cut from the same! Old comments rotting – fourteen years old! Doubling down – you got no shame! [Chorus] Malaka! Malaka! Special Greek word – for scum like you! Malaka! Malaka! Rise above! We're gonna rise above! Vile views – spreading hate and fear! Malaka! Malaka! We ain't taking it – no more! [Verse 2] Who’s next on the list? Indians? Greeks? Vietnamese? Women? Whose next to be cut? Major parties silent – lips sealed tight! Cowards in suits – hiding from the fight! [Chorus] Malaka! Malaka! Pauline and Cory – same rotten core! Malaka! Malaka! Ashamed? You should be ashamed! Hate, division, fear in the air! Malaka! Malaka! We’re calling it out – everywhere! [Bridge] Minorities marginalized – feeling the pain! Unheard, unrepresented – driven insane! This ain’t left or right – it’s decency! Common fucking decency! I’m angry – really bloody angry! How do you get away w...
Post a Comment
Read more

Godin Wonder Cosmos Text

-
Image
Godin Wonder what do we want the machine to see? do we want the machine to see god? god in our hands god in our hearts god in our minds god in our actions god in our love Godin Cosmos Out there is discovery In here is discovery Whether it be micro or macro the same situation draws us from under cover Hear the call,  in urgency and haste The speed ever increasing and yet all differences seem to coverage The reason being forward and the answer being past If we continue to observe we shall delude ourselves by the sheer cunning of our ingenuity If we fall into the grace of mystery we shall delude ourselves by the sheer stupidity of our godliness It whispers in our ear Imagine it and it will exist Godin Text Fear within the night air Come into the darkness Way underground way out there Dig and scratch, scratch and dig No sensors undefinable darkness Without sight Without sound Without touch Without scent Without taste Without sense, without bod...
Read more

Darwin Streets on a motorcycle: Sprigg

-
Image
The starting point This is the starting point. However, my starting points are flexible and never reliable. For this reason I have started in the middle. Although a street has a starting and finishing point, the stories of in-between are what I am interested in. There is nothing ordinary in ordinary. You don't have to be a christian to be a christian. You don't have to be an American to feel powerful. You don't have to ride a motorcycle to feel the road. The problem is, there is too much road.
Read more