| sirkempsalot ( @ 2006-03-28 10:31:00 |
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| Current music: | other voices, other rooms |
The monitors make noise like international morse code. From somewhere deep within the structure all I hear is dash dot dot dot dot dash dash dash dot dot dash dot dash dot dot dot dot dot dash dot dot dash dash dash dot dot dot dash dot dot dash dot dot dot dash dash
and i'm not exactly sure what it's supposed to mean because i do not speak morse code, silly.
every night i go on stage, i die at least once. sometimes it takes your breath away, when you think about it. but i can no longer prevent my death any more than i can prevent my heart from beating; beleive me, i've tried.
stop, heart.
HEART: dot dash dot dash dot dash dot dash dot dot dot dot dot dash
and if my sources at wikipedia are correct, this translates roughly to--
HEART: AAAAHA
So when your heart beats normally, as it should (dot dash) it is screaming at you (AAAAAAAAA)
and when your heart flutters and threatens to stop (dot dot dot dot dot dash) it is doing nothing more than laughing at you (HA)
it is time to take back our lives from those who would spirit them away from us. it is time to take back our lives from ourselves.