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Winston Zhang
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Thursday, March 19, 2009
00:48:00
I feel like I've got alot to say but not the means to express them all.
It's just alot of conflicting emotions. Thankfully though, they're not on the same subject so it's not like I'm having some decision-making crisis. It's just, quite a few different things are occurring at the same time, you know?
I've realised recently that, in some cases, longevity stands for shit. This is something close to my heart and it is quite piercing that this can actually occur. It should never have occurred, this problem. No signs pointed to it. The subject should be stable enough to not let this happen, but happen it did. The whole situation is absolutely ludicrous and supposedly impossible, but it happened.
Some other aspects of my life are doing well, though. I'm happy for those, feeling good about things in general. There's not much to be said other than I'm happy about these things.
So it's quite a mish-mash of things... I'm not about to let the shitty stuff bring me down, but it does leave me wondering about the future. Will it work, what we intend to do? And if it doesn't, what'll happen? For that matter, if it works, will it work the way we want it to? So many facets to this conundrum...
Well, also, results are out. Did okay, nothing great. So I'm not ecstatic but far from unhappy either. Very 'meh'.
I need something... 'ethereal' to help me along... and this is a great song for that very purpose.
Led Zeppelin - Kashmir
Oh let the sun beat down upon my face, stars to fill my dream I am a traveler of both time and space, to be where I have been To sit with elders of the gentle race, this world has seldom seen They talk of days for which they sit and wait and all will be revealed
Talk and song from tongues of lilting grace, whose sounds caress my ear But not a word I heard could I relate, the story was quite clear Oh, oh.
Oh, I been flying... mama, there ain't no denyin' I've been flying, aint no denyin', no denyin'
All I see turns to brown, as the sun burns the ground And my eyes fill with sand, as I scan this wasted land Trying to find, trying to find where I've been.
Oh, pilot of the storm who leaves no trace, like thoughts inside a dream Heed the path that led me to that place, yellow desert stream My Shangri-La beneath the summer moon, I will return again Sure as the dust that floats high and true, when movin' through Kashmir
Oh, father of the four winds, fill my sails, across the sea of years With no provision but an open face, along the straits of fear Ohh.
When I'm on, when I'm on my way, yeah When I see, when I see the way, you stay-yeah
Ooh, yeah-yeah, ooh, yeah-yeah, when I'm down... Ooh, yeah-yeah, ooh, yeah-yeah, well I'm down, so down Ooh, my baby, oooh, my baby, let me take you there