As the masses trod on

Eurythmics - Doubleplusgood

What an insipid sight. In a world of victors and victims... we must be the victims.  You can only be a winner by being a looser.  Delight.  Revel in groveling.

It is not the government my friend, though I wish it was, it is us.  Revel!  Revel!

Merit is not gained on what you achieved, but what you have lost.  If you have achieved, it is only because of those who have lost.  Your glory is your shame.  By winning, you have proclaimed little more than your degeneracy.

You may have done no ill.

You may have lifted your brothers.

and sisters.

To no avail.

For you tried to lift them from a lower state to a higher state.  This should be despised.  So doubleplus ungood my friend.  Doubleplus good indeed.  How dare you?  See people as people.  Embrace without distinction.  By not seeing differences... you have made yourself different.  The different must be destroyed.  Show shame in your glory.  Disdain for your joy. 

Revel in groveling.

As the masses trod on.   

Undone

Simon & Garfunkel - Kathy's Song

Love
So sweet

Love
Till it kills you
Or you
Kill it

So it goes

Porcelain fine
So smooth
Painted face
Frozen

Forever

I long to turn
Yet
Long to stay

Cautious
I give you my heart
Asking only
Give it back

Please
Before you turn

Away

The queen

Butthole Surfers - Pepper

Chuck... or Will.  Chuck Will is the man she had seen earlier that day.  Tall, perhaps gaunt, it was a lanky west Texas frame that should be expected.  He didn't care.  She was there.  She was his hart, his burning soul, passion incarnate.  At least to him.  To her... he was little more than a game.  A pawn.  A piece limited in moves.  He was a fool.  So happy in his slow advance.  One space granted.  While she, always the wise player, knew that he would move only in advancement of the queen, he believed that the gentle caress of his crown as she pressed him in direction meant something.

Something.

Anthing.

Her manipulation of the pieces was always exquisite.  So long as this could be hidden from the other players, or even the pieces on the board, the manipulation had to be hidden.  How else could the queen survive.  For she was most important piece.  Always thinking on her feet, to make sure that this mate was never checked.  She would fondle, caress, maneuver the pieces so majestically... even her King, to insure her survival.

So it should come as little surprise that some of the pieces became so enamored with her touch.  Once so young, so svelte, in this game never ending would feel so flattered.  The slight touch filled her pieces so.  The rook might feel like a Bishop.  The Knight like a King.  All merely from her embrace of the piece.  Or the person.  The fog of battle hides so much.

But she played wel.

So well.

The game could go on forever... or at least the pieces came to know that they were little more than pieces.  What had worked so well in her majesty's youth waned as her touch became so calloused.  Perhaps truth, perhaps lies, had caused this hardening.  So it was.  Some pieces began to detest her thickened touch.  Moves became slow.  Hardened.

And some began to refuse to respond to her touch at all.

So much for the queen.

So much. 

For a little while

Space age love song

Grief...
Nothing more
Than love letting go

Doesn't matter how fierce
How true

Merely
|Love
Letting go

So it was
So it shall be

The break of spring
So many moons
She said
I believed

Gossiper promises
Light
Translucent
Thin
Upheld only
|By belief
In the hopeless

Halcyon days

Almost enough
So that you could forget
Her coordinated
Left to right
Right
To Left

Beauty is you scar
That covers all

I thank you
Though you went to Miami

How did that work?

Or standing in the middle of your street
Clutching to your hand held so close
|So precious

How did that work?

Grief
is nothing more
Than love letting go

Simply pretend

The Bangles - Hazy Shade of Winter (Video Version)

The trick
is to see the world for what it is
And love it anyway

Love it

Anyway

Scenes so cloistered
So close
The drive
Somewhere so far
So distant
It was her house
In the corner Blue Velvet played

That means something

Somewhere

Meanwhile winter
Is so hazy
As Persephone
Emerges from a cave
Of her own creation

As he so ready to play
Against gods
Who already know the future

For little more than the heated touch
Of impassioned lips
Burning
Beliving
That for a moment
You were more
Than you thought
You were

The hidden press
Touch
The rise
Swell
Longing
Greeting
The touch
Of the other
Thoughts of love
Consummated
On so little

The trick
as always
Is to see the world for what it is

And love it anyway

Who is Javert?

will.i.am "Scream and Shout" + Les Miserables Parody - "Dream and Shout"

So

He saw her

The car

So big

So blue

Parody
It was all little
more
My friend

So it goes

Foreign of course
Not as nice as the Mazda
Is that a sign?
Perhaps
But she is so Cabo
You know

Racing down the boulevard

The car
So high
You could look down upon
All

Dressed in the gauntlet
Of every high priced trophy wife

Sweet clandestine
Sweet camouflage

Celebrate

You have forgotten me
As I have forgotten you
Except that we haven't

Racing ahead
Before

Dropping behind
After

My clever girl
Always
The sweet clever girl

Mongrel pups
Fall
For your sanguine
Drops
So desperate
For a Jean Valjean
That has turned into
Javert

Who really
Is Javert?

Beauty
Killing
Beast

Blessings
As you scurry

So desperate
So

Afraid

Race on into the night

Race

My beauty

Race

The rest because you tried to run

With her

Guns'n'Roses Vs The Killers - Sweet Child of Mine Vs. Mr. Brightside (Djs From Mars Bootleg Remix)

The clack of the "L" bounced off the city streets below
Did she know
Her beauty devestating
In jeans that clung
To every curve
Singing desire
As she turned
Walked away
Glory

Til
She turned back
Revealing
Her smile
Eyes
In shape so sweet
So becoming
Calling
Fire burning
Waiting
To consume

You pray
That you will be the one
Chosen
Taken
For a moment
To die
With her
To be born anew
With her
Rendered askew
With her
Whatever
With her

With her

Burn with me
So desperately
My one