dimanche 28 février 2010
jeudi 25 février 2010
Frankenstein
lundi 22 février 2010
Transmigration
Happy Birthday
jeudi 18 février 2010
lundi 15 février 2010
Spéciale cassedédie
dimanche 14 février 2010
samedi 13 février 2010
Galipettes
mercredi 10 février 2010
mardi 9 février 2010
To my little bro' ... The Human's Race
Inside the place where we hide our face / And try to fake out fate with the faith we place / Inside a world wide race where the humans chase / For more than what we're given
Nowadays people don't talk freely / We walk these streets, go home / And not be seen, we watch TV alone / Then phone in our orders for Chinese delivery / Closed in our quarters, so high we forget / That we ever knew any better than this / And now we swim in the sewage / Together in bliss and it's a sad state of affairs / They're making us scared to even set foot outside our own houses / And now it's like every place I look I see / Propaganda from the papers, to the books I read / And they're preparing us for a staged terrorist war / So they can centralize the power and have us scared to the core / My parents ignored, I guess it's just too deeply imbedded in their heads / That the truth is on TV / So breathe deep and be free of all this / Civilized society or whatever you call it
Sometimes I get lost in my trips through escapism / Vision of a world free from greed, war, racism / And isn't it a gift how I'm free inside / They can steal a child's mind but never rob him of his light / And some nights we all fall asleep feeling like hypocrites / Say you changed the world but only talked a bit of shit / We all quit on ourselves from one point or another / Suffer bouts with self doubt as we try to recover / But it all starts from thought and talk which leads to action / How far can we be pushed, till we respond with reaction? / For now I turn my back and all I wanna leave behind / This peace of mind is an illusion of the freedom I can't find
The freedom, the freedom, the freedom I can't find / The freedom, the freedom, the freedom I can't find / The freedom, the freedom, the freedom I can't find / The freedom I can't find, the freedom I can't find
Inside the place where we hide our face / And try to fake out fate with the faith we place / Inside a world wide race where the humans chase / For more than what we're given / Inside the place where we hide our face / And try to fake out fate with the faith we place /In a world wide race where the humans chase /And try to take things from the living
Why yes, Just watch who you playing / It ain't me in a way, where the odds are on my side *Count em up* one three five / It ain't beyond a day I can't even find my mind, *help me out* / Be my guide / It ain't beyond a day I got no one to blame, I got nothing but shame / And it's a rainy day, I need sunshine / But I'm just one blind man /Nothing left to see and nothing left to say / But nothing left to hear and nothing left to jade / And nothing left me yesterday because I had nothing left to say / Nothing, done up and went away / When the same pain became insane / Picture in thepicture frame / You big bitch to plain Kiss your brain, this love game /Your history maintains loves smile remains
I'll take a leave of absence / With a sleeve of Abstinthe / 5 grams of magic mushrooms / And I'll see what happens / And if you need me / I won't be reached / I'll be relaxing / With my feet up Send a postcard / I'll read the caption / I don't need distractions / Coffee, weed or aspirin / Just open minds and open hearts / So come see us rapping / And when I'm done doing my thing / I won't be a has been / I'll just be done doing my thing / With my seat relaxing
And on the day I die / I can say I tried to save my tribe / Please don't cry / Away I fly where I can play by my rules / And take my time, reach those skies / And on the day I die / I can say I tried to save my tribe / Please don't cry / Away I fly where I can play by my rules / And take my time, reach those skies
Inside the place where we hide our face / And try to fake out fate with the faith we place / Inside a world wide race where the humans chase / For more than what we're given / Inside the place where we hide our face / And try to fake out fate with the faith we place / In a world wide race where the humans chase / And try to take things from the living
Le jogging, ça instruit
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Si les chinois ne veulent plus financer the American Way of Life, on est mal barrés.
lundi 8 février 2010
I miss you USSR
Il y parle du bon vieux temps où la vie était en noir et blanc et où on pouvait facilement distinguer les gentils des méchants.
Ca fait un peu cliché, raconté comme ça, j'en conviens.
Alors je vais vous donner un extrait de mon livre de management inter-culturel:
"On September 11, 2001, the world came to America in a new and horrifying way. The young men who flew their hijacked airliners into the great U.S. citadels of the World Trade Center and the Pentagon were citizens of the global village. They were operating in a world with a profoundly increased consciousness of difference — haves versus have-nots, Christians versus muslims."
Tel est le monde qu'on dépeint à des MBA: "haves versus have-nots, Christians versus muslims".
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Honnêtement, je suis contente de voir la vie en couleur.
Tu sais que tu es devenue américaine quand...
... tu te fais un bagel oeuf-jambon-fromage au petit dej.
... le fromage du sus-cité bagel est carré et orange citrouille.
... le Super Bowl a été le point culminant de ton dernier week end.
... tu ne prends pas ta bière pour la route (même si ce n'est pas toi qui conduit).
... tu fais ton footing sur un tapis roulant en regardant 8 télés différentes.
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To be continued.
samedi 6 février 2010
I'm down
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Heureusement, elle est finie.