Stories Untold - words Thoughts http://storiesuntold.blogspirit.com/words/ Tue, 24 Nov 2009 09:16:07 +0100 All Rights Reserved http://storiesuntold.blogspirit.com/archive/2006/11/26/yesterday-cries.html Yesterday Cries http://storiesuntold.blogspirit.com/archive/2006/11/26/yesterday-cries.html noreply@blogspirit.com (Jonas) Words Sun, 26 Nov 2006 11:08:23 +0100 <div style="text-align: center"><a href="http://storiesuntold.blogspirit.com/images/medium_yesterday.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://storiesuntold.blogspirit.com/images/thumb_yesterday.jpg" alt="medium_yesterday.jpg" style="border-width: 0; margin: 0.7em 0;" /></a></div> http://storiesuntold.blogspirit.com/archive/2006/11/26/getting-out-there.html Getting out there http://storiesuntold.blogspirit.com/archive/2006/11/26/getting-out-there.html noreply@blogspirit.com (Jonas) Words Sun, 26 Nov 2006 11:01:31 +0100 Do you believe in angels?<br /> Do you believe they'll come one day, reveal their presence?<br /> That all of us will see the face of truth one day...?<br /> All the lies exposed...?<br /> Do you believe?<br />I'm just getting out there.<br />I'm looking at the world, and wonder why so many can't see.<br /><br />What scares you from believing? http://storiesuntold.blogspirit.com/archive/2006/10/29/just-another-one-out-there.html Just another one out there http://storiesuntold.blogspirit.com/archive/2006/10/29/just-another-one-out-there.html noreply@blogspirit.com (Jonas) Words Sun, 29 Oct 2006 08:17:00 +0100 <p>A mind twisting fanatic charging my mind with electronic pulses, frying my brain.<br /> A <i>wanna-be</i> created and another <i>can-do</i> killed.<br /> We bring the future to the pits of unexistence, to forget what he promised us.<br /> We kill our happiness with laughs created by the pulses of television.<br /> So you walk around, just another one out there, dying to know how to feel good all the time<br /> not wanting to know that it can't be done...<br /> <i>Anything goes...</i><br /> As long as I'm happy...<br /> <br /> Indeed dying...</p> http://storiesuntold.blogspirit.com/archive/2006/10/29/dead-head.html Dead-Head http://storiesuntold.blogspirit.com/archive/2006/10/29/dead-head.html noreply@blogspirit.com (Jonas) Words Sun, 29 Oct 2006 08:07:56 +0100 How do you scare yourself away?<br /> How do you make yourself disappear?<br /><br /> Killing myself, slowly with an easy thought...<br /> <em>Kill...</em><br /><br />This mind is dead...<br /> <em>This mind is dead...</em> http://storiesuntold.blogspirit.com/archive/2006/10/06/so-here-we-are.html So, here we are http://storiesuntold.blogspirit.com/archive/2006/10/06/so-here-we-are.html noreply@blogspirit.com (Jonas) Words Fri, 06 Oct 2006 23:19:08 +0200 Can you see the others?<br /> Can you hear them?<br /> Look into their eyes, all other people out there, around you.<br /> Look, deep into their eyes.<br /> What do you see?<br /> Another you?<br /> Another me? http://storiesuntold.blogspirit.com/archive/2006/10/03/tva-sidor.html Två sidor http://storiesuntold.blogspirit.com/archive/2006/10/03/tva-sidor.html noreply@blogspirit.com (Jonas) Words Tue, 03 Oct 2006 19:45:00 +0200 Jag kan se nånting sämre än det värsta.<br /><br />---<br /><br />Att säga nåt och visa att du menar det är två skilda saker.<br /><br />Att höra och tro.<br /><br />Att se och veta.<br /><br />Att känna, och vara övertygad.<br /><br />---<br /><br />Jag hör mer än vad jag ser.<br />Känner och är skeptisk.<br /> Det är som om en stor mur, min bästa vän den tiden, skiljde mig än från nya tider.<br /> Jag brinner för en framtid jag inte vågat ta emot, bara hoppats på.<br /> Jag längtar efter tiden på andra sidan muren, att komma över, igenom.<br /> För att se mina önskningar gå i uppfyllelse, se mina drömmar bli sanna.<br /> Jag hindrar mig själv, tillsammans med min bästa vän, Muren.<br /> Den svekfulla Muren, kall, grå och hård...<br /><br />---<br /><br /> Att vilja våga / Att våga<br /> Att vilja göra / Att göra<br /> Att vilja / Hoppas<br /> Att vilja / Vilja<br /><br />---<br /><br />Förlåtelsen...<br />Bönen som aldrig tystnar...<br />Hjälpen...<br />Ropet som aldrig tystnar...<br /><br />---<br /><br />Fruktan.<br />Ännu en polare som inte är överrens med din vilja...<br /><br />--- http://storiesuntold.blogspirit.com/archive/2006/09/30/what-makes-you-want-to-remember.html What makes you want to remember? http://storiesuntold.blogspirit.com/archive/2006/09/30/what-makes-you-want-to-remember.html noreply@blogspirit.com (Jonas) Words Sat, 30 Sep 2006 20:25:00 +0200 What makes you want to remember?<br />What makes you long for the echoes?<br />What makes you believe...?<a href="http://storiesuntold.blogspirit.com/images/medium_firesmall.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://storiesuntold.blogspirit.com/images/thumb_firesmall.jpg" alt="medium_firesmall.jpg" style="border-width: 0; float: left; margin: 0.2em 1.4em 0.7em 0;" /></a> http://storiesuntold.blogspirit.com/archive/2006/09/30/one-another-and-someone-else.html One another and someone else http://storiesuntold.blogspirit.com/archive/2006/09/30/one-another-and-someone-else.html noreply@blogspirit.com (Jonas) Words Sat, 30 Sep 2006 20:22:47 +0200 Suppose...<br />...I am this...<br />...this thing...<br /> <em>..and what's eating your mind up, right behind your eyes..</em><br /> Can't realize, understand, can't make me do that...<br /><br /><em>What do you do...?<br />What makes you do the things you do...?<br />Who's running you...?</em><br /><br />Getting laced by a thought of destruction<br />...and that's just one of them...<br />...damn thoughts, never mine...<br /> Never heard their voice?<br /> You're normal aren't you...<br /><br /><em> Making yourself feel special...</em><br /><br />Cry for nothing, laugh at everything.<br /> Flesh, rotten always to remind you, <br /> through it's smell, remind you how close to death you really are...<br /><br />So why am I making myself feel special...?<br />Why am I listening to myself?<br /><br />... http://storiesuntold.blogspirit.com/archive/2006/09/12/guise.html Guise http://storiesuntold.blogspirit.com/archive/2006/09/12/guise.html noreply@blogspirit.com (Jonas) Words Tue, 12 Sep 2006 20:10:00 +0200 I feel you here, somewhere<br />But I don't know who you are<br />I make myself belive I hear you<br />Cos' I want you<br />I see you there, in my world<br />Wondering where you are and how you got there<br />I say hi...<br />You turn your face against me and I can't make it out...<br />Cos' I have no idea who you are http://storiesuntold.blogspirit.com/archive/2006/09/12/minds-of-you.html Minds of you http://storiesuntold.blogspirit.com/archive/2006/09/12/minds-of-you.html noreply@blogspirit.com (Jonas) Words Tue, 12 Sep 2006 20:05:00 +0200 So we cry, like children<br /> Seeing the bad things, hearing about them, wanting to kill those who hail the bads<br /> We cry for a better world, for the good to be found by them<br /> <br /> We can talk, babble on about what changes has to be made, never doing anything<br /> That's a typical characteristic for me<br /> <br />---<br /><br />So why?<br />Have you heard me ask that before...?<br />I've asked that so many times we both know that <em>why</em> by heart.<br />I am someone.<br />But who?<br />I am something, but what...and why?<br />I could take your answers and make them mine...ours.<br />You promised that, didn't you?<br />You gave it to me, and said; <em>Here, talk this, think this, belive this</em>...<br />And what do I do...<br />Look at the past, listen to the mindtwisters words...<br />Maybe I should make up my mind abuot what side I stand on.<br />Maybe I should let it die.<br />"Maybe" ?<br />...<br />I need to feel you.<br />I have that on my heart.<br />To feel you.<br />Close..<br />Caring..<br />Just need to know...<br /><br />And here we go<br />Walking down the line of mistrust<br />Hey, Jack...whos' running you?<br /><em> Just keep running<br /> Just keep running<br /> ...keep running...</em><br /> It'll make it all worse...running.<br /> Shuting your eyes for the true words, the words revealing what's right, who you are.<br /> It'll make it all worse, shuting your eyes, running...<br />And when the spirit tells you a truth, to try to wake you up...<br />...you cry...<br />A pain worse than the old one.<br />The pain of truth.<br />The pain fo letting go.<br />Pain of hangin on.<br />When your flesh, even your heart, says <em>no</em>...<br />But there is a yes, somewhere down there, deep inside...<br />I've heard it<br />I've felt it<br />So, here we go<br />Spiritual roller coaster<br />Ups' n' downs'...<br />Funny thing is; you only say <em>whee</em> when you go up...<br />And the downs' make you believe you've lost it all.<br />...that you're being tested...?