lord of song
(and maybe there's a god above

but all i ever learned from love

was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you)



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Posted on: Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Posted at: 1:24 PM
"If you want to change the world, take a look at yourself and change that."
- Michael Jackson: The Man in the Mirror



I saw some pictures of people holding out signs which said, 'Make Love, Not War', but making love is a term used for...fornicating, to put it delicately, so I'm wondering, which came first?... The chicken or the egg?

When the term 'make love' was created, so to speak, was it (made to be) associated with fucking? Or did some wiseguy decide to associate sex with those two words?

Well, at least the next time I see anyone hold up protest cards like that [although god forbid and I pray for the day protest cards are useless], I can giggle quietly and say that at least some people aren't celibate prudes and want the human race to have a jolly good time.

(i know that was a lame excuse for a blogpost)

( i can still hear him singing even though the TV's downstairs btw. )





by the way yesterday I officially fell in love with both Lady Gaga and Katy Perry; and I know how this sounds: because Pop genre, to put it simply, is...is the antithesis of good music, to me. It's everything I don't look for in a song.

I don't dislike it, I respect it.

But respect it and stay away from it.

However, in such a commercialized world, one will inevietably be exposed to something like this...





And when I stumbled upon this, I was thinking (respectfully!!) ,"Hahah....Oh no..."

And then the music started.

Then I was thinking, "...ಠ_ಠ "


I SWEAR THAT WAS FOUR MINUTES OF PURE SEX TO MY EARS. IT WAS LIKE, A NEVERENDING ORGASM.


I LISTENED TO IT SIX TIMES.
ON REPEAT.

-dies-


And well, I didn't fall in love with Gaga after hearing Just Dance or even Pokerface, the music itself was insanely catchy and kudos, but after a while...

...and then I actually saw the video.

hahah ohgod Gaga is fucking sexy. And I'm perfectly straight.

...I think.

Well, if I'm not, then suffice to say she could turn me lesbian, which is actually a rather backhanded compliment.

The video was entertaining. It was...hilarious. And the dancing. Oh god. Hahah. So priceless. Who else would hump a whale float. xD

And I've always liked Katy Perry, somewhat, but after watching the video of Hot and Cold I think I automatically have become worshipful.

She said bitch in a church, for fuck's sake. And the video itself was so funny :)

Curse you, Gods of Pop, for converting me into a follower D:






__________________________ So Long, And Goodnight

Light sees a ghost before he dies. Or maybe it's a hallucination. But never mind that, because the figure standing before him is L, and that's enough. LxRaito.

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Well?
Is that not such a awesomesauce summary for a new oneshot fic?
I knew you'd think so.
:)





...I'll work on it later.
-shot'd-

(Hey, if there ever was a deadly sin for Procrastination, I'd be it.

...oh wait...there is...Sloth. xD)














maybe in five or ten years you and I will meet again
straighten this whole
thing
out


maybe then

honesty need not be feared as a friend or an

enemy


this is the distance
and this is my
game
face










...theend. :3