So I'm blogging for the sake of blogging. cause I've not very much to say. Lately. I mean its been just school, I am like an empty shell. No new revealations of life I am waiting to be filled. I just saw another of Bjork's videos, pagan poetry. She was just wearing strings of jaux diamonds. and yeah she was naked. Brintey copied her in some magazine shoot. Only her... ahem. vital parts were barely covered. Sigh. byork does her own thing. She rest of the world can only watch and cheaply imitate.
One thing I dont like about her. Hey lyrics are almost poetry. But the way she sings it doesn't relfect that aura. I suppose she wants to if she could. But I dunno. She is a wonderful vocalist though. How many times must I repeat that to the world before I can over it?
'Swirling black lilies totally ripe
A secret code carved
He offers A handshake Crooked Five fingers
They form a pattern Yet to be matched
On the surface simplicity but the darkest pit in me and It's
pagan poetry, Pagan poetry'
Beautiful, dont you agree? I love the sound the harp can make. I love how she fusions harp and electronic sounds. I am also in desperate need for motivation and inspiration.'The water is wide, I cannot get over. and neither have I wings to fly. Give me a boat, that will carry two.and both shall row, my love and I'
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