Tuesday, 22 May 2007

Safe Now


Friday, 18 May 2007

Cure for Hiccups

Same job today. I'm still picking the devil's teeth with poison in my guts, thinking anytime I want I can fart and kill it. I'm wrong, obviously. Devil senses something weird in his mouth, take me out of it and glance at me with charm. Sometimes I feel like fucking the Devil, but then my shift is over and I go back home. And wank.

Thinking if I split myself into 3, I would still get jobs for all 3 of them.

My workmate taught me something amazing today. If you hiccup, someone is talking about you. To make it stop, say the name of people you think is talking about you. When you say the right name, the hiccups stop. It worked twice!!
I'm going to an Indian to test the hiccup thing.

Wednesday, 9 May 2007

Carmina Burana - Fortuna Imperatrix Mundi

1.O Fortuna (O Fortune) - with Audio

O Fortuna, O Fortune,
velut luna, like the moon
statu variabilis, you are changeable,
semper crescis, ever waxing
aut decrescis; and waning;
vita detestabilis, hateful life
nunc obdurat, first oppresses
et tunc curat, and then soothes
ludo mentis aciem, as fancy takes it;
egestatem, poverty
potestatem, and power
dissolvit ut glaciem. it melts them like ice.

Sors immanis, Fate monstrous
et inanis, and empty,
rota tu volubilis, you whirling wheel,
status malus, you are malevolent,
vana salus, well-being is in vain
semper dissolubilis, and always fades to nothing,
obumbrata, shadowed
et velata, and veiled
michi quoque niteris; you plague me too;
nunc per ludum, now through the game
dorsum nudum, I bring my bare back
fero tui sceleris. to your villainy.

Sors salutis, Fate is against me
et virtutis, in health
michi nunc contraria, and virtue,
est affectus, driven on
et defectus, and weighted down,
semper in angaria. always enslaved.
Hac in hora, So at this hour
sine mora, without delay
corde pulsum tangite; pluck the vibrating strings;
quod per sortem, since Fate
sternit fortem, strikes down the strong man,
mecum omnes plangite! everybody weep with me!

2. Fortune plango vulnera (I bemoan the wounds of Fortune)

Fortune plango vulnera I bemoan the wounds of Fortune
stillantibus ocellis with weeping eyes,
quod sua michi munera for the gifts she made me
subtrahit rebellis. she perversely takes away.
Verum est, quod legitur, It is written in truth,
fronte capillata, that she has a fine head of hair,
sed plerumque sequitur but, when it comes to seizing an opportunity
Occasio calvata. she is bald.

In Fortune solio On Fortune's throne
sederam elatus, I used to sit raised up,
prosperitatis vario crowned with
flore coronatus; the many-coloured flowers of prosperity;
quicquid enim florui though I may have flourished
felix et beatus, happy and blessed,
nunc a summo corrui now I fall from the peak
gloria privatus. deprived of glory.

Fortune rota volvitur: The wheel of Fortune turns;
descendo minoratus; I go down, demeaned;
alter in altum tollitur; another is raised up;
nimis exaltatus, far too high up
rex sedet in vertice, sits the king at the summit -
caveat ruinam! let him fear ruin!
nam sub axe legimus, for under the axis is written
Hecubam reginam. Queen Hecuba.