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"Champagne! In victory one deserves it; in defeat one needs it." - Napoléon Bonaparte
Things Which Strongly Annoy Me:
political correctness, big religion (organized religion), big business, globalization, pop culture, materialism
Also... I occasionally delete comments to speed up the page. Videos and really large graphics cause the profile to load slower.
mostly neofolk, industrial, americana, metal, synthpop
a selection of artists i listen to:
16 Horsepower
Agalloch
Allerseelen
Amon Amarth
Arcturus
Bjork
Blood Axis
Borknagar
Burzum
Cat Power
Cult Of Luna
Current 93
Darkwood
Death In June
Emperor
Ensiferum
Enslaved
Finntroll
Flaming Lips
Frank Sinatra
Graveland
Hank Williams
Harvest Rain
H.E.R.R.
Ianva
Immortal
In Gowan Ring
ISIS
Johnny Cash
Joy Division
Lord Wind
Morrissey
Munly & The Lee Lewis Harlots
Neko Case
Neurosis
New Order
Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds
Of The Wand & The Moon
Paradise Lost
Skinny Puppy
Slim Cessna's Auto Club
Sol Invictus
Sonne Hagal
Spiritual Front
Steve Von Till
Sufjan Stevens
Sunn O)))
The Sword
Therion
Ulver
Vintersorg
Von Thronstahl
VNV Nation
Werkraum
Wolfsheim
Woven Hand
"If" by Rudyard Kipling
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too:
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream -- and not make dreams your master;
If you can think -- and not make thoughts your aim,
If you meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same:
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss:
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings -- nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much:
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And -- which is more -- you'll be a Man, my son!
NHL Fight Of The Century! Sabres VS Senators 2/22/07
Fedor Emelianenko, PRIDE World Heavyweight Champion
Discovery Channel, Travel Channel, A&E, and History Channel ... Family Guy, ATHF, Adult Swim, The Daily Show, Colbert Report... also Buffalo Sabres hockey but i mostly keep the tv off
Agalloch - Not Unlike The Waves
"The Second Coming" by William Butler Yeats
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
Odin's Self-Sacrifice on Yggdrasil
- Havamal 138-139
I know I hung on the wind-swept tree nine full nights
wounded by a spear and dedicated to Odin,
myself to myself,
on that tree of which none knows from where the roots come.
They did not comfort me with the loaf nor with the drinking horn:
I looked down below me and groaning took the runes up
and fell back down thereafter.