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"Black" 2003-07-10 - 3:47 a.m. older - previous - next - profile - host - my band - my lj man, I went up on my roof for a cigarette tonight, and damn was it dark I mean, I've mentioned a few times how the moon is rarely out out here; but tonight it was black like the color now, as you can see by this helpful chart: when I look out at my street, the areas between the red lines are what it looks like without the porchlights of my house where I can tell how dark it would be if I wanted to take a walk now, usually it's pretty dark but tonight it was black but somehow the sky held some kind of glow it wasn't just over the mountains in the east, like it was dawn but the sky looked almost like there was a full moon while none of the light was reflected on the ground on the ground it was darker than ever all the porchlights were magnified, making the area they illuminated look like day in comparison to the un-illuminated areas it made for a real uneasy smoke it got me to thinking that maybe the new moon has some kind of inverse phases like every night there's a new moon the invisible moon goes through phases as well and once every thirty new moons it hits a "full new moon" like some kind of inverse full moon some night when the supernatural has a stronger bond to reality, and witches(the real kind) hold their black masses and all that stuff they used to think about the full moon back in The Day really happens shit, and I wasn't even trying somebody get me a damn budget and I'll show you how horror movies are made but speaking of things that are ultra-black... Shaft was on tonight the original damn, I love that movie Shaft is THE MAN [P.S. - HOLY FUCK!! Homer Simpson just made an appearance on Duckman! Holy fuck!] I wouldn't be surprised if after you die and go to the afterlife, you meet God and he's none other than John Shaft he is the baddest mutha there is anyway I woke up this morning feeling like shit I hated myself I hated my life I hated my house I hated everything I just couldn't function but then I was flipping channels on TV and Children of the Corn __(I didn't find out the number, but it was one of the later ones) was on there's nothing like abominable, non-sensical horror based around a vegetable to get you out of a slump I mean, my little description did nothing to express how bad I felt this morning I couldn't even think enough to contemplate suicide or running away I just hated everything but horribly animated monsters and gallons of blood [and the best part, the final shot of a crate of corn(just regular corn, not moving or anything) with the intensely eerie music and the blood-red cutaway shot to finish the movie] got me out of it [P.P.S. - about that new Spiderman show on MTV, why is Mary Jane in there right away? It was the same with the old cartoon on Fox. Does nobody remember Gwen Stacie? They just don't want to show the love interest die. The pansies.] [adendum to that last note; I have this anniversary issue of the original Spiderman, and it has this sweet sub-story with Mary Jane called: "I Remember Gwen", it was pretty cool. Stupid new things.] anyway, as you can tell, I'm in a good mood now, which is why i'm rambling like a jackass about random things ...and coming up with needlessly dramatic prose about how dark the night is tonight anyway; Sweet Dreams Hey...oooh... Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of clay Were laid spread out before me as her body once did All five horizons revolved around her soul As the earth to the sun Now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn Ooh, and all I taught her was everything Ooh, I know she gave me all that she wore And now my bitter hands chafe beneath the clouds Of what was everything Oh, the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything... I take a walk outside I'm surrounded by some kids at play I can feel their laughter, so why do I sear Oh, and twisted thoughts that spin round my head I'm spinning, oh, I'm spinning How quick the sun can, drop away And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass Of what was everything All the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything... All the love gone bad turned my world to black Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I'll ever be...yeah... Uh huh...uh huh...ooh... I know someday you'll have a beautiful life, I know you'll be a star In somebody else's sky, but why Why, why can't it be, why can't it be mine? -Black Pearl Jam � � |