The Future - Leonard Cohen

                                                                

                                                              
                                                          

Give me absolute control 
over every living soul 
And lie beside me, baby, 
that's an order! 

Give me crack and anal sex 
Take the only tree that's left 
and stuff it up the hole 
in your culture 

Give me back the Berlin wall  

give me Stalin and St Paul 
I've seen the future, brother: 
it is murder. 

Things are going to slide in all directions 
Nothing will be measured anymore 
The blizzard of the world 
has crossed the threshold 
and overturned 
the order of the soul 

When they said Repent 
I wonder what they meant 


You don't know me from the wind 
you never will, you never did 
I'm the little jew 
who wrote the Bible 

I've seen the nations rise and fall 
I've heard their stories, heard them all 
but love's the only engine of survival 

Now your servant has been told 
to say it clear, to say it cold: 
It's over, it ain't going 
any further 

And now the wheels of heaven stop 
you feel the devil's riding crop 
Get ready for the future: 
it is murder 

Things are going to slide in all directions 
Nothing will be measured anymore 
The blizzard of the world 
has crossed the threshold 
and overturned 
the order of the soul 

When they said Repent 
I wonder what they meant 

There'll be the breaking of the ancient western code 
I mean your private life will suddenly explode

 There'll be phantoms 
There'll be fires on the road 
and the white man dancing 

You'll see your woman hanging upside down 
her features covered by her fallen gown 
and all the lousy little poets coming round 
tryin' to sound like Charlie Manson 


Give me back the Berlin wall 
Give me Stalin and St Paul 
Give me Christ or give me Hiroshima 
Destroy another fetus now 
We don't like children anyhow 
I've seen the future, baby: 
it is murder 

Quotes - November

By Evan Robertson

11/8

"Lose your mind and come to your senses." - Fritz Perls

11/10

“A man is a success if he gets up in the morning and gets to bed at night, and in between he does what he wants to do.” - Bob Dylan

" I'm good at love. I'm good at hate. It's in between I freeze." - Leonard Cohen

" I hear their voices in the wine
  That sometimes did me seek
  The band is playing Auld Lang Syne
  But the heart will not retreat
  There's no forsaking what you love
  No existential leap
  As witnessed here in time and blood
  A thousand kisses deep"  - Leonard Cohen

11/11


“Taking a new step, uttering a new word, is what people fear most.”  ― Fyodor Dostoevsky

" The only thing that sustains one through life is the consciousness of the immense inferiority of everybody else, and this is a feeling that I have always cultivated." - Oscar Wilde

11/17

"Rules are for the guidance of wise men and the obedience of fools." - Douglas Bader

11/18

“Do not hurry; do not rest.” - Goethe

"Our lives are frittered away by details...simplify, simplify." - Throeau

11/19

“Try to learn to breathe deeply, really to taste food when you eat, and when you sleep, really to sleep. Try as much as possible to be wholly alive with all your might, and when you laugh, laugh like hell. And when you get angry, get good and angry. Try to be alive. You will be dead soon enough.”  - Ernest Hemingway,

11/20

“There are some days when I think I’m going to die from an overdose of satisfaction.” –Salvador Dalí

"Vision without execution is hallucination" - Edison

"The most important thing about power is to make sure you don't have to use it." - Edwin Land

 "Don't do anything that someone else can do." - Edwin Land

Puppets and Machines

“Every time you went into the library,” said the book, “the Creator of the Universe held His breath. With such a higgledy-piggledy cultural smorgasbord before you, what would you, with your free will, choose?”

“Your parents were fighting machines and self-pitying machines,” said the book. “Your mother was programmed to bawl out your father for being a defective moneymaking machine, and your father was programmed to bawl her out for being a defective housekeeping machine. They were programmed to bawl each other out for being defective loving machines.

“Then your father was programmed to stomp out of the house and slam the door. This automatically turned your mother into a weeping machine. And your father would go down to a tavern where he would get drunk with some other drinking machines. Then all the drinking machines would go to a whorehouse and rent fucking machines. And then your father would drag himself home to become an apologizing machine. And your mother would become a very slow forgiving machine.”

                            Kurt Vonnegut
                        Breakfast of Champions