AIM= Valkyr11
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Wer bin ich?
Ich habe einen Name.
Der ist RJ.
Ich habe einen Geburtstag.
Der ist am 11.November 1986.
Ich habe Hobbys.
Ich schreibe, lese, höre gern gute Musik.
Aber wer bin ich.
Ich weiß es nicht...
Noch nicht, ich nicht.
Alles, was ich weiß, ist,
ich bin ich.
Das ist alles.
and one day, this little boys' life will contain substance. something worth living, with a steady plot and the light leading on toward an ending.
but first, I learn to be social.
but first, I strive for this:
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'Is art entertainment?
Art teaches us about who we are.
Entertainment tells is who to be.
Art is a public service.
Entertainment is a private product.
Art opens our minds.
Entertainment thinks for you.
Art is publicly offered.
Entertainment is publicly traded.
Art is words we wish to say,
but lack the language to say it.'
-Justin Dillon
we found your name across the chapel door
carved in cursive with a table fork
muddy hymnals
and some bootmarks where you'd been
the shaking preacher told the captain's man
the righteous suffer in a fallen land
and pulled the shade
to keep the crowd from peeking in
we found your children by the tavern door
with wooden buttons and an apple core
playing house
and telling everyone you'd drowned
the begging choir told the captain's man
we all assume the worst the best we can
and for a round or two
they'd gladly track you down
we found you sleeping by your lover's stone
a ream of paper and a telephone
a broken bow
across a long lost violin
your lover's angel told the captain's man
it never ends the way we had it planned
and kissed her palm
and placed it on your dreaming head
-Muddy Hymnals, Iron and Wine
