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Ну, ибо...

Речь, ясное дело, не про фейсбук.

Вопрос: Вы...

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@темы: Everything you know is wrong ©

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Охххххх.

стих

Alas, my love, if I could make you live
And from the page step forth and sit beside me
Or better still, bestride the steed I gave you
Wrapped close within the cloak I lent to hide thee
Perhaps I’d venture forth to ask thy name
Since while thou liest underneath my pen
That honour given which the poorest claim
Unjustly was withheld. But if again
I held thee captive as I did ere now
Stalling to pass my fingers through the last
Of midnight tendrils, or peruse thy brow
In fear of sending off what heaven cast
Too early for my insufficient mind
To grasp the fullest detail and retain
The presence that your image left behind
That thou in all thy glory should remain
I fear my oversight I would not mend
For now upon reflection I confess
That secretly I never did intend
With title long or surname rich to bless
But rather let in my imagination
Run wild the thoughts of who perhaps you were
Before your soul demanded your creation
And deigned my mind and willing heart to stir
For such a noble and impassioned face
Could well be but newborn unto this sphere
But sure among a distant beauteous race
Thou hast known more than all who dwelleth here
And could tell much of places thou hast seen
And battles fought for honours won and lost
And how each service done a faerie Queen
Becomes a brighter jewel than it cost
The ladies of your world, you may impart
Desire to be neither over-graced
Nor underrepresented in the art
Of living, where their lips were meant to taste
A sort of feline stealth they wear about them
And while a flame of innocence they hold
In forests dark you fear to be without them
For knights of maler kinds are ne’er so bold
Yes, in thy orb a maid may be a knight
(Thou knew’st a friend would make upon this news)
Without a whisper loud or censure slight
For lords are not afeared their stock to lose
Where no stock may be taken or be kept
No property be granted, nor no bride
No maiden may be stolen while she slept
Nor robbed of her freedom to decide
What suits her best. No county’s law is needed
To cut the weed of violence from the stem
No danger for the law to go unheeded
For acts as these do not occur to them
The gentlemen you raise are rarer still
For in their eyes, as in the depths of thine,
Such soft and thrilling mysteries fulfill
The darkest corners of their heart’s design
Their arrows, much like those I gave to thee
Could not but graze the flank of yonder cow
Without making him laugh. ‘Tis much to see
Them tickling their prey. I know not how
They ever do encapture what they eat
Save that perhaps their bright unfettered brains
Have learned that what grows underneath their feet
And in the trees above better sustains
A life intent on living well tomorrow.
But how, I ask thee, most endearing fiend
Do lords and ladies love where is no sorrow
No strife to overcome, no soul uncleaned
Of crushing ardor long worn out its stay,
Betrothal to a mortal less divine
Than that who stole thy blushing breath away,
No hot forbidden kisses for to pine,
No heart affixed to age where heart is young,
No ill intentioned suitors to evade?
“Still madam! Would'st thou kindly hold thy tongue”
Thou sayest. “Your mistake has rash been made
In living long in combat with your kind
Thou see’st no other obstacle but these
Thy hands are careworn that have yet to find
The hands that first should hold them. Yet to please
The hierarchy which you serve unwitting
Thou dost believe that love in fighting grows
That happiness in love is not befitting
But in thy sadness thou mak’st light of woes
For even were there ne’er a cloudy day
No tempest to divide what love had bound
The galley which the moon holds in her sway
Could not but stir the peace it finally found
The wound is deeper than the sea about thee
The stars upon my doublet you have drawn
May light my homeward path, but how, without me
Wilt thou escape the fate thou tremblest on?”
And in this way and more my paper spoke
O, fierce, savage, gentle beauty bright
Thou who I’ve given breath my soul has broke
You had authority but not the right
Could I but see the lips that dare not breathe
They are so beautiful and pressing sweet
Could I but touch the wings that underneath
Are made so soft thy heart forgets to beat
Perhaps I should have more for which to strive
You came to my domain and brought despair
For though I be the chastest heart alive
The realm you speak of will not take me there
Have you no pity? Can’st thou not perceive
That I, a blinded beast, had but the eyes
To see where I would love? Dost thou believe
That ere you came I was but vain disguise?
I know the murmur of music reveals
The things no human heart could comprehend
I render’st thou for all that torment feels
And longed to be thy lordship’s faithful friend
Yea, quiet as a mushroom did I wait
I willed to thee my form to overtake
I shivered at each passing horse’s gait
And so I slept to suddenly awake
Alas, my love, wilt thou kiss me goodbye
The lingering night will aid thee on thy travels
I’ll craft but one thing more, a crow to fly
Before to tell me how thy tale unravels
I say, thou art complete and free to go
What holds thee here save one who lives no longer
For I have given thee the life you know
The weaker I become thou art the stronger
And in your antique words your clear intent
Was that once thou art gone I should dismay.
Quothe thee, “Your thought mistook me for I meant
To leave thee not but offerest to stay
For true I never did in my own realm
Partake of that pure love of which I told thee
But be my guide and with me at the helm
And I shall in the cloak you wrought enfold thee
And journey to the ends of all the earth
For thou hast proved more generous and wise
Than all we faeries, moons and stars are worth
For live we not but living in your eyes.”
Dear nameless knight, if thou would’st be mine own
And leave thy dragons for a while thou may’st
Find in these arms within which thou hast grown
A better reason than the which thou say’st
But with your hand you pointeth; swear I so
And ‘tis not plain to me, though I did draw it
Which way thou dost intend for us to go
Sure in the mind it is of she who saw it
Yet still perhaps I made thee to discover
What one would do if one were asked to choose
‘Tween back and forwards. Be thee friend or lover
Perhaps you were to be my favorite muse
Thou feel’st thy armor; fight but when you must
Thou see’st the blade of truth below thy knee
Use arrows against all whom you mistrust
But when thou ride’st my way aim one at me
Your world is yours as ere it was before
Your time beneath my busy hand well spent
I’ve made a thing I love; I ask no more
And never shall redeem the heart I lent
Me in my world and thyself in thine
Two petals on the same and silent flower
And evermore I’ll welcome thee in mine
Your dear creation was my finest hour

I love your voice.

@темы: Emilie Autumn, I like my coffee black just like my metal ©

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03.05.2012 в 20:14

Пишет  Catherine_Beckett:

Пост одной картинки (с)тырено

Найдено мною на фейсбуке. Если было - удалите.

Недоработано, видно, что приклеено сверху, но идея мне нравится.

@темы: I like my coffee black just like my metal ©, Вообще, пора лечиться, но если не хочется, то не надо! ©, OUaT

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02.05.2012 в 11:47

Пишет  Леди Лайя:

время весенней уборки - и май разламывает затылок,
копается в грудной клетке, укоризненно бормоча:
"зачем тебе эта рухлядь? здесь столько пыли, здесь всё застыло,
зачем тебе эти двери, к которым не подобрать ключа?
давай всё вычистим, пусть
будет воздушно-солнечно-серебристо"
но я не соглашаюсь, судорожно дергаюсь, мол, не тронь,
открытие каждого шкафа чревато паническим приступом,
из каждого выползет монстр, выворачивающий нутро.
мне очень стыдно оправдываться подобным трусливым вздором,
я знаю, что если бездействовать - не вылечишь ничего.
один из шкафов стоит прямо у входа, посреди коридора,
ужасно мешает ходить и дышать. и вот,
берусь за дверную ручку, долго слушаю всхлипы сердца,
убеждаю себя, что справлюсь, что не случится беды из-за...

опускаюсь на пол, спиной прислонившись к дверце.
закрываю глаза.

@темы: You feel it, we fake it ©

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01.05.2012 в 17:04

Пишет  Hisana Runryuu:

Бва-ха-ха-ха-ха! *аддский смех*

01.05.2012 в 04:42

Пишет  .Leonardo Fox:

читать дальше?)

@темы: Вообще, пора лечиться, но если не хочется, то не надо! ©, Assassin's Creed

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А сегодня у нас будет дойч.

текст

Ich bin ein Tänzer, der nicht tanzt
Bin ein Maler, der nicht malt
Nur Gejagter, niemals Jäger
Schon verloren wenn allein
Bin ein Seher, der nichts sieht
Nur ein Redner, der verstummt
Nur ein Fragender
Ein Liebender

Ich bin ein Zweifler, nie verzweifelt
Und ein Lügner, der nicht lügt
Bin ein Sucher, der nichts findet
Und ein Licht, das schnell verglüht
Ich bin die Liebe, ohne Liebe
Und gefangen von mir selbst
Doch eines Tages
Doch eines Tages

Ich weiß irgendwo gibt’s
Ein Wunder für mich
Es ist da, noch ganz klein
Doch es wartet auf mich
Was geschieht kann bestimmt
Auch durch Zufall passiern
Es ist da, halt ich’s fest,
Werd es niemals verliern

Ich bin der Aufstand, der jetzt aufsteht
Bin der Ausbruch, der dann geht
Trag mein Schild hoch vor mir her
Warum fällt mir das so schwer
Such Erlösung, keine Lösung
Und erliege dann dem Wahn
Nur eines Tages
Nur eines Tages

Es ist nicht wichtig, doch bedeutend
Daß ich in der Hölle leb
Es ist verlockend und ergreifend
Wenn ich mich dann fort beweg
Ich bin kein Träumer, doch ich träume
Voller Hoffnung, ohne Halt
Nur ein Fragender
Ein Liebender

Ich weiß irgendwo gibt’s
Ein Wunder für mich
Es ist da, noch ganz klein,
doch es wartet auf mich
Was geschieht kann bestimmt
Auch durch Zufall passiern
Es ist da, halt ich’s fest,
Werd es niemals verliern

Ich bin der Aufstand, der jetzt aufsteht
Bin der Ausbruch, der dann aufgeht

@темы: I like my coffee black just like my metal ©

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Давно не носил я вам чернушной травы, да.

текст

These hands
They shake
I swear I must be cursed
This brain
It aches
Any moment it might burst

Save your soul
Don't stop, they're gaining on you
Heads will roll
Don't quit, they're gonna' get you

This pulse
It speeds
My nerves have all been fried
This heart
It beats
Forever out of time

Save your soul
Don't stop, they're gaining on you
Heads will roll
Don't quit, they're gonna' get you

Fade in to an empty road
Rain is pouring on the scene
Lightning strikes across the sky
Pray this is a hellish dream

Apparitions manifest
Poltergeists and entities
Unseen malignant threats
They are catching up to me

It was a dark and stormy night
Pins and needles down your spine

Shadows are alive with shapes
Nameless beasts of long lost lore
The forest stirs, ready to pounce
Feel the darkness at your door

Ethereal revenants
Phantasms and deities
Bloodthirsty spawns of hell
Try to get their claws in me

It was a dark and stormy night
Pins and needles down your spine

Dead eyes
They stare
From out beyond the trees
The sound
It stings
Like a nest of angry bees

Save your soul
Don't stop, they're gaining on you
Heads will roll
Don't quit, they're gonna' get you

Bared teeth
They gleam
Approaching from behind
Those claws
Dig deep
The results are most unkind

Save your soul
Don't stop, they're gaining on you
Heads will roll
Don't quit, they're gonna' get you

Fade in to an empty road
Rain is pouring on the scene
Lightning strikes across the sky
Pray this is a hellish dream

Apparitions manifest
Poltergeists and entities
Unseen malignant threats
They are catching up to me

It was a dark and stormy night
Pins and needles down your spine

Shadows are alive with shapes
Nameless beasts of long lost lore
The forest stirs, ready to pounce
Feel the darkness at your door

Ethereal revenants
Phantasms and deities
Bloodthirsty spawns of hell
Try to get their claws in me

It was a dark and stormy night
Pins and needles down your spine

Be careful or you soon shall find
That this life has long passed you by
Rigor mortis it seems
Has crept up your sleeves
And dried up your quivering mind

Be cautious or you soon shall find
The angels have long left your side
Your body's grown cold
Flesh drips from bones
And memory buried in time

Do not
Let those
Fiends
Take you alive

Fade in to an empty road
Rain is pouring on the scene
Lightning strikes across the sky
Pray this is a hellish dream

Apparitions manifest
Poltergeists and entities
Unseen malignant threats
They are catching up to me

It was a dark and stormy night
Pins and needles down your spine

Shadows are alive with shapes
Nameless beasts of long lost lore
The forest stirs, ready to pounce
Feel the darkness at your door

Ethereal revenants
Phantasms and deities
Bloodthirsty spawns of hell
Try to get their claws in me

It was a dark and stormy night
Pins and needles down your spine

@темы: I like my coffee black just like my metal ©, Creature Feature

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Ренга ае!

Welcome, duh.

Forgotten Realms Western by *Jagarnot on deviantART

@темы: Всем выйти из сумрака! ©

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Ыыыы.

>> В большинстве стран свободное распространение информации ограничивается законами об авторских правах. Теперь в случае конфликта человека, принявшего копимизм как религию, и организаций, занимающихся защитой авторских прав (например, RIAA), возможна ссылка на вероисповедание и ответное обвинение в религиозной нетолерантности.

@темы: Вообще, пора лечиться, но если не хочется, то не надо! ©

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Самое интересное, что про падение нравов говорили и сто, и тысячу лет назад. Может, пора уже признать что никуда они не падают? (c)

@темы: The lines we cross in search of change ©

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А мне нравится Мадонна, да.

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If you were the Mona Lisa
You'd be hanging in the Louvre
Everyone would come to see you
You'd be impossible to move
It seems to me is what you are
A rare and priceless work of art
Stay behind your velvet rope
But I will not renounce all hope

And I'm right by your side
Like a thief in the night
I stand in front of a masterpiece
And I can't tell you why
It hurts so much
To be in love with the masterpiece
'Cause after all
Nothing's indestructible

From the moment I first saw you
All the darkness turned to light
An impressionistic painting
Tiny particles of light
It seem to me is what you're like
The "look but please don't touch me" type
And honestly it can't be fun
To always be the chosen one

And I'm right by your side
Like a thief in the night
I stand in front of a masterpiece
And I can't tell you why
It hurts so much
To be in love with a masterpiece
'Cause after all
Nothing's indestructible
Nothing's indestructible
Nothing's indestructible
Nothing's indestructible

And I'm right by your side
Like a thief in the night
I stand in front of a masterpiece
And I can't tell you why
It hurts so much
To be in love with a masterpiece

And I'm right by your side
Like a thief in the night
I stand in front of a masterpiece
And I can't tell you why
It hurts so much
To be in love with a masterpiece
'Cause after all
Nothing's indestructible
'Cause after all
Nothing's indestructible

@темы: I like my coffee black just like my metal ©

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Найдено у  Элек3х. Эта штука предназначается для себя, но я как всегда решил, что персонажи интереснее.

Из чего же из чего же из чего же сделаны наши мальчишки:

Jarlaxle is made of smiles, brain, and Villainy. With a dash of Dreamworks. - ПОДТВЕРЖДАЮ!

Ezio is made of bananas, friends, and soil. With a dash of karaoke.
Altair is made of tired, tigers, and rainbows. With a dash of Chemical X.

Hawke is made of spinach, iron, and innocence. With a dash of Muppets.
Anders is made of dancing, honey, and forgetfulness. With a dash of MONSTER TRUCKS.
Fenris is made of Folk, pens, and moonlight. With a dash of Chuck Norris.

Rumpelstiltskin is made of curry, herp, and apathy. With a dash of Mercedes.

Sherlock is made of spice, Country, and leftovers. With a dash of DANGER ZONE.
Mycroft is made of daggers, shows, and time. With a dash of the East.
Jim is made of lime, steel, and fury. With a dash of new school.

Voltaire is made of bears, papers, and dedication. With a dash of Power Rangers.
Jhonen Vasquez is made of Gospel, boy, and depression. With a dash of Mercedes.
Gospel, лол! Точно ж бог.

тут.

@темы: Наркотики - это плохо. Особенно, если они выглядят, как машины ©, Вообще, пора лечиться, но если не хочется, то не надо! ©

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Флешмоб от Элек3х

Вы отмечаетесь в этом посте, а я даю вам имя, цвет, или эпоху, или еще что-нибудь. А вы каждое утро в течение недели приветствуете своих ПЧ фотографией-картинкой, которая ассоциируется с этим заданием.
Let's go!

Предупреждаю - я скорее всего буду раздавать что-то вроде цитаток, типа того же, что досталось мне.)

Мне досталось:
"I hate everything about you, why do I love you?"

День 1

День 2

День 3

На выходных возможности не было, продолжаем:

День 4

Хз насчет уместности данной фразы, ну да ладно:

День 5

Куда же без этого пейринга.

День 6

И без этого пейринга тоже никуда.

День 7

Ну и это, да.

запись создана: 17.04.2012 в 13:11

@темы: I'll keep dancing through this beautiful, delusional career ©

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zadolba.li/story/8013 я ржал в голос, благо обеденный перерыв

@темы: Вообще, пора лечиться, но если не хочется, то не надо! ©

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Кажется, оно боян, но я не видел.

список песен

You're beautiful by James Blunt,
Forever young by the Alphaville (covered by Youth Group),
I'm yours by Jason Mraz,
Amazing by Alex Lloyd,
Wherever you go by the Calling,
Can you feel the love tonight by Elton John,
She will be loved by Maroon 5,
Pictures of you by the Last Goodnight,
Cigarettes will kill you by Ben Lee,
With or without you by U2,
Fall at your feet by Crowded House,
Am I not pretty enough? by Kasey Chambers,
Let it be by The Beatles,
Under the bridge by RHCP,
Horses by Darryl Braithwaite,
Down under by Men at Work,
Waltzing Matilda,
Old Australia's funniest Homevideos intro,
Taylor by Jack Johnson,
2 become 1 by the Spice Girls,
Take on me by A-ha,
When I come around by Green Day,
Save tonight by Eagle Eye Cherry,
Africa by Toto,
If I Were A Boy by Beyonce,
Self Esteem by the Offspring,
Apologize by One Republic,
U + Ur Hand by P!nk,
Pokerface by Lady Gaga,
Barbie Girl by Aqua,
Kids by MGMT,
Scar by Missy Higgins,
Thats all it takes to be a star by Axis Of Awesome.

@темы: I like my coffee black just like my metal ©