Dylan

God said, "Let there be light, and there was Dylan".




So this is going to be my first post in a long, long time and since I cant be bothered to write something on a regular basis, I will be quoting Dylan lyrics everyday (hopefully everyday) and maybe my interpretation and what they mean to me.

So for today,

5th October, 2008.

"Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're tryin' to be so quiet?
We sit here stranded, though we're all doin' our best to deny it
And Louise holds a handful of rain, temptin' you to defy it"

-Song: Visions Of Johanna

Album: Blonde On Blonde

The picture on the top is the closest thing I could find on the internet that matched the imagery that manifests in my mind when I hear those lyrics. Visions Of Johanna is probably Bob's greatest song and some of the imagery that it sparks is just amazingly vibrant and celestial.

Love Minus Zero/No Limit

iPod Answers

1. Put iPod on shuffle.
2. Use the song title as the answer to the question.
3. You must put that song name down. no matter how ridiculous it sounds
4. Add any comments in brackets

1. When someone asks 'is this okay', you say:
Everybody Needs Love-Slim Smith

2.What does the next year have in store for you?
Holiday-Green Day
(...NOT!!)

3.What does your love life look like?
The Rainbow-Apples In Stereo
(Hahaha...the iPod doesn't know very much)

4.How would you describe yourself?
Loyalty-D12
(I should hope so)

5.What is your life's purpose?
Stop Frontin'-KRS-One
(That's not a bad purpose)

6.What's your favourite saying?
If I had A Million Dollars-Eminem
(Wow...Bang on)

7.What do you look for in a girl?
Smooth Jazz Cafe-Ambient Basia & Spyro Gyra

8.What is your favourite place?
A Hard Day's Night-The Beatles
(Well not really...)

9.What do your friends think of you?
In The Aeroplane Over The Sea-Modest Mouse

10. What do you think of your friends?
Imagine-John Lennon


11. What do you think of the person you like?
Need Your Love So Bad-Fleetwood Mac

12. What do you think of your parents?
Things We Said Today-The Beatles

13.What do you think about very often?
Vertigo-U2
(Not really but it does scare me)

14. How do you feel today?
Monkey Man-Toots And The Maytals
(Feel like that everyday :p)

15. How will you die?
Get Higher-Black Grape
(Die while getting higher or get higher while dying?)

16. What is 2+2?
It Ain't Me, Babe-Bob Dylan
(Well that's a relief..)

17. What is your life story?
Spiritual Whp-Jah Lloyd
(Hmm...)

18. What will you dance to at your wedding?
Ms. Jackson-Outkast
(Haha)

19. What song will be played at your funeral?
Iron Lion Zion-Bob Marley
(I was hoping something for quainter...)

20. What is your main hobby?
You Can't Do That-The Beatles
(That's right...you can never do my hobby)

21. What is your biggest fear?
Strange Little Girl-Stealers Wheel
(Its true...I rather not talk about it...)

22.What is your biggest secret?
I'm Going Home-Ten Years After

23. What is your favourite saying?
A Little Bit Later On-Ella Fitzgerald
(Procrastination...)

24. Where would you go on a first date?
Remember(Walking In The Sand)-The Shangri-Las
(I'm confused...would we remember walking in the sand on the first date or actually walk on the sand?)

25.What do you say when life gets hard?
Everything In Its Right Place-Radiohead
(Well then why is getting so tough?)

26.What's the first thing you think of when you wake up in the morning?
St. Louis Blues-Louis Armstrong

27.What is your drug of choice?
In My Heart-Moby
(My blood is my drug)

28.What do you want to be when you grow up?
King Of New York-Fun Lovin' Criminals
(Wow...that would be nice)

29.What does the next year have in store for you?
O Green World-The Gorillaz
(Well I guess that spells doom for Global Warming)

30. What is your state of mind at the moment?
Come On(Let The Good Times Roll)-Jimi Hendrix
(Not really but okay..)

31. What kind of person are you?
Lebanese Blonde-Thievery Corporation
(Hmm...Hahaha..)

32. What are you going to do after this?
Come Fly With Me-Frank Sinatra
(Who doesn't love flying with Sinatra?)

33.What are you going to do tomorrow?
Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds-The Beatles
(I'm going to do Lucy in the sky with diamonds? HAHA)

34.Where do you think your life is taking you?
Where I'm From-The Game
(Back to where I belong, eh?)

35.What are you going to post this as?
Love Minus Zero/No Limit-Bob Dylan
(What a song..Hail Dylan)

Amir Khusrao

Amir Khusrao was a great mystical sufi poet who was born in India in 1253 and lived until 1325. Here is his Wikipedia Page.

Here is a couplet of his that I particularly enjoy:

Khusrau darya prem ka, ulti wa ki dhaar,
Jo utra so doob gaya, jo dooba so paar.

TRANSLATION

Oh Khusrao, the river of love

Runs in strange directions.

One who jumps into it drowns,

And the one who drowns, gets across.

FREE TIBET

A little poster like thing I made on photoshop. Free Tibet!

BOYCOTT BEIJING 2008.

Its not a game...

Smiling For No Reason

Last night at around 1 AM, because of my irregular sleep patterns, I was wide awake once again when I should have been lost in the valley below. I put on some jazz and found some amount of calm. The playlist came then to "My Favourite Things" by John Coltrane and I found myself swaying and smiling for no reason. I picked up a pen and some stuff wrote itself off the waves. I'm not sure I even had any control, other than holding the pen. Coltrane's sax swayed my pen and etched a few random words. As the piece picked up pace I grew a bit too content, and as a result grew restless. I got up and did as many sit-ups I could and then push ups. Working out to John Coltrane, I'm not sure how many people do that...

The poem;

A peace reigns,
Undisturbed by the blood on the knife,
The rhythm of the fan blows till I notice it.


Before I know it, I'm swaying and smiling for no reason. I need to do this more often. If people can kill for no reason, why do we find it so hard to love for no reason?

Nothing At All

There goes the world,
thinking of dirt,
below beyond lies the grave,
the grave of grief and sorrow,
of a life taken by half,
life's,
on a planet not ours,
with a power not theirs,
How long
long long people have,
gone without knowing,
Nothing at all
nothing at all
nothing at all.

Say it to me,
just so that I know its not true,
So that I know its not just me,
My knife says yes,
while my smile doesn't know and,
my heart doesn't tell,
the coffee speaks to me,
in enchanted somnambulistic waves of sweet rhymes
mixed with dark delight
'Oh man you've gone living,
too long knowing,
Nothing at all,
nothing at all,
nothing at all.

Its hard to believe,
that scars ever fade,
'What a queen' cry,
the damned peoples,
whose fathers were
buried with her shit,
now all I see are,
tattooed gangsters,
niggering the matrix,
of pop-culture and,
the white world,
culture thou hast lived,
too long knowing,
Nothing at all,
nothing at all,
nothing at all.

The slide has rusted,
the swing chain now pinches,
my fingers with the past,
and my smile slowly,
fades away as I chance,
upon my happy scar,
the one with the parallel fate,
I taste the gravel, the dust upon the sweet stones
O where has the earth gone?
crying out, I ask the birds,
who look at me with tired eyes,
they're saying,
"Oh man, we've flown too far,
saying,
Nothing at all,
nothing at all,
nothing at all."

Birds and beasts will,
taste the flowers,
but me and you are twisted,
in half-broken shards of plastic glass
riding on euphoric rides of rapid gravity
on pink ponies dressed with fancy lights
and polka dots,
that look at the sun and the moon,
and go round and round,
and round and round,
we go in cosmic circles till,
alas we meet our past,
and our legs find the empty feeling,
to kick the teeth out of the smile,
that destiny grins,
bitter-sweet numbers predict your end,
the mark on your face is bright, glowing,
Its hurt too long,
meaning
Nothing at all,
nothing at all,
nothing at all.

The fires awake from their green embers,
just to burn out and desert this damned land,
they're telling me,
"O man we don't know about you,
but we've burnt too long,
knowing Nothing at all."
©AtBp

Untitled

People will find no solace,

In the virtues they possess,

The sin that lingers on,

Will kill dandelions like the storm,

No life to live,

No love to give,

The original sin, lingers on.

Untitled

Shine with hedonism,

O beautiful love,

there is more to the eye,

than meets the world.

Fire is no substitute,

for food,

but it offers,

a way out for the deathly destitute.

Lyric Of The Day

3rd February 2008.

"It's dreamy weather we're on
You waved your crooked wand,
Along an icy pond with a frozen moon,
A murder of sillhouette crows I saw,
And the tears on my face,
And the skates on the pond,
They spell Alice."

Song:Alice
Album:Alice
Artist:Tom Waits

Lyric Of The Day

2nd February, 2008.

"One more cup of coffee for the road,
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go.
To the valley below".

Song:One More Cup Of Coffee
Album:Desire
Artist:Bob Dylan

Lyric Of The Day

1st February, 2008.

"I'd change the world if I could change my mind..."

- Song: Union
Album:Monkey Business
Artists:The Black Eyed Peas ft. Sting

Heath Ledger As The Joker

Heath Ledger died a day or so ago in Manhattan. Ledger was best known for his potrayal of a gay cowboy in the film Brokeback Mountain, but I feel in the coming years he will be best known for something the world has not seen as yet, i.e., his role of Joker in the upcoming film The Dark Knight which opens across theaters in the summer of 2008.

I have no doubt that this will be a great film, I loved Batman Begins and this one should be marvellous as well.

Heath Ledger

1979-2008

-RIP-

The Fire-House Of Blues

This is going to be my first post of 2008.
..............

THE FIRE-HOUSE OF BLUES

23-24^th January, 2008.

The tears keep calling,

They’re building up on the other side,

Knocking my eyes out,

The curtains can’t block the light.

When one drop does fall, it lets out a deluge,

Through the crevice that it seeps from,

I see the fire house of blues,

I let myself out to dry but am interrupted by the yellow storm.

I walk through the banks of death,

The water too black to flow,

His body lies there stagnant; the only thing moving is the flame, from which he bled,

I turn away from the land of dearth; I feel a thousand hands,

Fire is no substitute for the high and hungry canine.

I look past the trench and find a flag that still finds reason to flutter,

The wind has forgotten, so have the birds,

The dogs that never knew are now waking up to the blur,

A fortress built by the wood, to protect the pantheon inside,

The woods protect as the flames destroy,

The resistance is now fast falling,

The fortress cracks and the deluge escapes from the crevice, a witness to the gore

I can’t see his face anymore,

I squint my eyes to catch a glimpse,

But beneath the destruction the giant has escaped,

To the land of the emerald sky and the sapphire fate,

Maybe one day we’ll all crash into the elements of hate.

The flames fly around, leaving their ember homes,

They kiss and burn all those who doubt their fire,

A river of grief runs in front of me,

A sea of men behind me,

Line up to plunge in the darkness,

One day I will have to take they dive and look at the devils feet.

There were five when I begun,

And now a billion more stare to the sun,

Their feet covered by tar,

Unable to move, their eyes long for the lone gun,

Fire and water, earth and sky.

Ether and life. Rock and Roll,

Reggae and blues, is now my home.

The blood stops at my chest,

Devoid of power, my face is white with spirits,

The hawks over head,

As the greatest element,

That of blood,

Turns to dust,

The colourless heart draped in a saffron gold,

With the green blood flowing through the lives that glowed.

It’s me, my god and my ghost from now on,

The skies of life don’t see seem too bleak to try,

The hawk blocking the sun will find reason to fly,

The sun seems stretched,

The moon seems flawed,

The sky seems close,

Even chickens try to fly,

The fear within me is whether there is a reason to try.

©AtBp

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