"Lord, here comes the flood",
Jonah said to Noah.
Noah said to Jonah,
"No space for your pet on my ark!
Go scuba diving, my brother!"
Is this the quiet before the storm?
October is almost over.
November is coming…
There are still some leaves on the trees.
But they will be gone after this weekend.
And when the last leaves have fallen
Winter is coming…
Am I repeating myself?
Tell the world what's moving you...
Friday, October 27, 2017
Monday, October 23, 2017
अर्को वर्ष एक झिल्लीमा चलेको छ ...
Don't rain on my parade.
And don't ask me about Ir.
You know October is a fucking month
in order to stand on runways.
Runaways?
Never stand on runaways.
They are like migrant birds. Let them go.
And let them come back...
One day, in fall...
Saturday, October 21, 2017
Stoor me niet...
Don't bother me...
I'm still on holiday.
And I kind of don't know what to write.
And I almost forgot.
Is this another Saturday night?
Oh, boy, oh, boy, oh, boy...
Sunday, October 15, 2017
Sløve på en søndag ettermiddag...
Leave me alone...
I am on holiday...
Thursday, October 12, 2017
د اکتوبر دولسمه - دوهارلس اویاشتی
Before you entangle yourself in this blog and you go on reading, ask yourself these important questions:
1. Do you think your curiosity might get you into trouble?
[__] No. [__] What kind of trouble do you mean?
2. If you are following someone and they go someplace dangerous, are you curious enough to keep following them?
[__] Yes. [__] What do you mean by "dangerous"?
3. If someone offers you an apple, should you take it?
[__] That sounds familiar. [__] Bad apples are bad news.
4. A train departs from Stain'd-by-the-Sea late at night and travels at top speed towards Bromford. When does it arrive? Or when will he jump aside?
[__] Just in time for a crime to be committed. [__] Too late.
Tuesday, October 10, 2017
پیش بینی تاریک روز
Is it Tuesday again?
Unbelievable how time flies when you are enjoying yourselves…
But here comes the sad truth.
You are the next in line.
Bob Dylan
Iggy Pop
Neil Young
Paul McCartney (?)
Ringo Starr
Shinkansen
Roger Waters
David Gilmour
(Sorry, Nick Mason...)
Mick Jagger
Keith Richards
Ron Wood
Charlie Watts
… and that cute grandma from Fried Green Tomatoes (at the Whistle Stop Cafe)
Wednesday, October 04, 2017
Ostatnia tańce Mary Jane...
Mary Jane's Last Dance
She grew up in an Indiana town
Had a good-lookin' mama who never was around.
But she grew up tall and she grew up right
With them Indiana boys on an Indiana night.
Well, she moved down here at the age of eighteen.
She blew the boys away, was more than they'd seen.
I was introduced and we both started groovin'.
I said, "I dig you baby, but I got to keep movin' on.
Keep movin' on."
Last dance with Mary Jane, one more time to kill the pain.
I feel summer creepin' in and I'm tired of this town again.
Well, I don't know, but I've been told
You never slow down, you never grow old.
I'm tired of screwin' up, tired of going down
Tired of myself, tired of this town.
Oh, my, my. Oh, hell, yes.
Honey, put on that party dress.
Buy me a drink, sing me a song.
Take me as I come 'cause I can't stay long.
Last dance with Mary Jane, one more time to kill the pain.
I feel summer creepin' in and I'm tired of this town again.
There's pigeons down on Market Square.
She's standin' in her underwear
Lookin' down from a hotel room.
Nightfall will be comin' soon.
Oh, my, my. Oh, hell, yes.
You got to put on that party dress.
It was too cold to cry when I woke up alone.
I hit my last number and walked to the road.
Last dance with Mary Jane, one more time to kill the pain.
I feel summer creepin' in and I'm tired of this town again.
Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers
I have to say it again... We are getting old when we have to see our heroes go... Sleep well, Tom Petty... 1950-10-20 - 2017-10-02... Always felt, you were an October child, too...
And the hits are getting closer...
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