2012年4月18日 Fozzj logic

Fozzjnen and his "Fozzj logic", while having it's own kind of magic sort of speak, sometimes sends me into a slight depression, albeit it's probably my own fault anyhow. UNLESS! Unless he happens to be sending me depressing songs and lyrics when I'm dealing with difficult life or relationship issues.

When my GF in Japan jilted me and he was getting annoyed about me agonizing over it, he sent me the following lyrics.

What Will You Say by Redemption.

Here it is via Youtube:

Lyrics!

What will you say about me?

Will you say I was a good man?

That you felt my love and that you loved me too

What will you say about me?

Will you say that it was perfect

Or it wasn't worth the pain I put you through? 

Seems so strange

We just let this slip away 

One day in the arms of another

When you're close enough to share

The dreams you'd wished would be

What will you say about me? 

What will you tell him about me?

Will you say that we were soulmates

And you knew our lives were meant to be as one?

What will you think about

When you've a family all your own?

Will you wonder where your other half has gone? 

Happiness

Slips like sand between our fingers

Never to return 

One day in the arms of another

When you're close enough to share

The dreams you'd wished would be

What will you say about me?

One day (one day)

Far apart from each other

Will you think about the chance for love you threw away?

What will you say? 

We had more than most have dreamed

And I cannot conceive

The reasons that you couldn't let it be

And as the years go by

And we live out our lives

I'll always wonder why

You wouldn't spend yours here with me 

One day in the arms of another

When you're close enough to share

The dreams you'd wished would be

What will you say about me? 

One day (one day)

Far apart from each other

Will you think about the chance for love you threw away?

Will you think about mistakes you made along the way?

Will you think about the place that we might be today?

What will you say?

But Fozzjnen's sick and twisted humor doesn't end there, and thank God it doesn't. 

Last night he sent me the song Statherian, by The Ocean. Its lyrics are much more depressing given the situation I'm in and because it's actually dialog pulled from a movie rather than someone written by a band member. Nonetheless it's entertaining, because it affirms how I look at life most of the time. 

I love conversation. I could talk about ponies, porno, and York Peppermint patties. Some people can't. Some people can, mainly because they also love conversation as much as I do, and laughing. 

The subjects will change, some new people will come in and some will go out. But those who like the "hunt" of the conversation, rather than the "kill," will stay. It's no different than anything else in life. When we like what we do, we don't stop at success or ownership. We just keep going and going, at least those of us who are awake enough to know it are the ones who will continue endlessly. 

It just feels even more alien and more depressing when we're told to stop doing the things we love "hunting". The below lyrics don't say that the kill is sweeter than the hunt. 'Cause if the kill was more important than the hunt, then most of us would probably work at a gas station, because a "job is a job" a "man is a man" a "family is a family". And a clown is a fucking scary monster who hits your mom, rapes your dog, and also happens to rape pedophiles with balloons.

[Instrumental with a quote from the movie The Life of David Gale playing] 

What it means to be fully human is to strive to live by ideas and ideals 

And not to measure your life by what you've attained in terms of your desires but[...] 

Those small moments of integrity, compassion, rationality... because in the end, the only way that we can measure the significance of our own lives 

Is by valuing the lives of others.
Fantasies have to be unrealistic. Because the moment, the second that you get what you seek, you don't, you can't want it anymore.
In order to exist, desire must have its objects perpetually absent.
It's not the 'it' that you want, its the fantasy of 'it'. 

We are only truly happy when daydreaming about future happiness.
This is why we say: the hunt is sweeter than the kill, or: be careful what you wish for - not because you'll get it: because you're doomed not to want it once you do.
Living by your wants will never make you happy.

This shit never ends, he won't stop with sending me music like the above, and I hope he doesn't. He does know that I strike back back in the same fashion, which is nice. I use music that hits him at home and hard. Like the M270 Multiple Launch Rocket System (M270 MLRS) against small children, Phil Collins' solo work is designed to destroy the hopes and dreams of all men in love with anyone other than their own children or parents.

Here is Against All Odds, by Phil Collins

How can I just let you walk away, just let you leave without a trace

When I stand here taking every breath with you, ooh

You're the only one who really knew me at all 

How can you just walk away from me,

when all I can do is watch you leave

Cos we've shared the laughter and the pain and even shared the tears

You're the only one who really knew me at all 

So take a look at me now, cos there's just an empty space

And there's nothing left here to remind me,

just the memory of your face

Just take a look at me now, well there's just an empty space

And you coming back to me is against the odds and that's what I've got to face. 

I wish I could just make you turn around,

turn around and see me cry

There's so much I need to say to you,

Take a look at me now!

so many reasons why

You're the only one who really knew me at all 

So take a look at me now, well there's just an empty space

And there's nothing left here to remind me, just the memory of your face

Just take a look at me now, cos there's just an empty space

But to wait for you, is all I can do and that's what I've got to face

Just take a look at me now, cos I'll still be standing here

And you coming back to me is against all odds

It's a chance I've got to take. 

Just take a look at me now.

Given the circumstances of this post, I almost feel like it is incomplete without Queen, especially with Mercury and his mustache. Goddamnit, that mustache alone makes its own appearance in the video below. It's kind of hot. The lyrics are hot, not the mustache.