Mä en nyt tiiä miksi, mutta on jotenki masentavaa kattoa ulos kun tuollaisia tiskirätin kokoisia lumireuhtaleita putoilee. Heti tuli runoidea, mutta se on liian raaka julkaistavaksi, ennen kuin hieman hion sitä.
Tänään oli siis vapaapäivä ja huomenna myös ja huominenhan menee Linnan juhlia katsoessa. Tämä päivä meni lukiessa Dan Brownin Kadonnut Symboli -kirjaa, jonka ostin Kirjamessuilta silloin joskus. Sen jälkeen luen samaisen kirjailijan Murtamaton linnake -kirjan, jonka myös ostin Kirjamessuilta. Tuo Murtamaton linnake on siitä tärkeä kirja minulle, että osallistuin seiskan alussa johonkin kirjaesittely kilpailuun, jossa tuomarina toimi mm. Kristian Meurman, ja tulin kolmanneksi, mikä on toiseksi paras sijoitukseni ikinä missään kilpailussa. Joten halusin sen itselleni ja aion sen tässä piakkoin myös lukea. Kadonnut Symboli on pian loppu (nyyyh :'() vaikka aloitin sen vasta viime perstaina (sitä ei vain voi laskea käsistä)
Mukavaahan se tietysti on, että joulusta näillä näkymin tulee valkea, mutta ei nyt oikein innosta... Ehkä se johtuu siitä, että kaikki ovat Facebookissa "Lunta <3<3<3<3<3" tai jotain siihen suuntaan... No eiköhän se ole aika ilmiselvää ilman sitä ilmoitteluakin...
Ja jos sitten vähän iloisempiin aiheisiin, nimittäin minä olen rakastunut :) Caleb on vaan niin ihana... <3 Joko järkytyit? Älä huoli Caleb on erään Sonata Arctican kappaleen nimi :D hah, sainpas huijattua sinua! (:
[There is a man in this world who has never smiled
You may know his tragedy, the later years by heart
In the beginning there was a mother, father and a child
A troubled little silent boy whose life they were to destroy
Known to us from this day on by his father, Caleb]
His mother came up with such a clever way to save the day with a little white lie.
He thinks he missed the point back then, but now he's grown to understand it, in a way.
"Father said "I'm sorry" only once, as I remember"
"Words weren't meant to hurt, only destroy you, my stupid son..."
One person can make a difference, sometimes...
Just turn his head when the kid is still and has a weak neck.
Smiled at his funeral, "happy you're dead."
All his solutions, it seemed, were only problems in disguise
Glueing on his drinkin´ face, got ready to erase another day...
Mother was yet confident, although they had it tight, taught her son
At the end of every tunnel's a little light
It wasn't a lie, it was her hope, that everything would be fine one day
"He can fulfill his every dream, I’m happy as long as he’s not."
"I hate it and fear can't face it
the child is not right, he's my greatest shame.
Go out, create thunder, and stand right under
That old apple tree
Where the snakes let him feed on
Lost hopes, all those kind words could hurt him even more, now
Somehow, lost one more way back home
Out on the lake, he rows towards a monster he should’ve been running away from, years ago.
The past had made him blind to the way he’d turned the pain into a way of life.
Followed his father, tucked him in, Caleb knows the trade.
He’s the portrait of a man his mother drew to hate forever.
She was a beast, a deadly saint, wrong in many ways
Wanted to keep up the charade, until the end waltzing together
Over the hills, under the sea,
Fighting the will, whole Universe
Why does a man driving a hearse
Live in a fear, Gift and a Curse
Taking ´em out, taking ´em all,
Shooting the wall, over and out
When nothing moves, all’s well,
A decision he can find a way to live with
... and dried up flowers are so beautiful.
And it applies to all things living, and dead.
For that I serve my time... in my suite in Hell.
[Solo]
"Now I ring the bell to tell the world,
I'm ready when they bring out the soon to be dead against the wall ..."
This necessary evil has no heart
Flowers and people he will now enlace
A price he must pay serving a cold
... whatevergod.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eob9izeo-CU
No niin, eipä muuta, tuli vähän tylsä juttu ja pelkkää valitusta, mutta ei voi mitään.
