shadow

• (bkz: shadows)
• bodrum barlar sokağında bu yaz itibariyle 3.5 ytl'ye tekila, 5 ytl'ye bira içilebilen, sarhoş olmak için ideal mekan. bunun yanısıra kapıdaki bodyguard-garson karışımı abi masadan kalkarken "kesenize bereket" diyerek takdirlerimi kazanmıştır, belirtmeden geçemedim.
• a parable alt başlığı taşıyan bir edgar allan poe hikayesi. yeryüzündeki tanrıların, kayıp arkadaşların görünümleri, bir sesin binden fazla sesin yankısı olduğuna dair poe yazıtı.
  http://eserver.org/books/poe/shadow.html
• melodic death türünü hayatında bir kez bile dinlemiş bir insan için şok ve dumurlar kaynağı grup. şöyle sıralayalım özelliklerini;
  
  * grup japon!!!, osakalılar.
  * grubun brutal vokalini yapan şahıs bir japon bayan.
  
  hah işte dumur da burda, bu özelliklerini söylediğinizde insanların yorumu "dandik gruptur kesin" şeklinde olacaktır ama bir de grubun parçalarını dinletip sonra japon olduklarını ve vokalin bayan olduğunu söylerseniz daha abuk bir surat ifadesi ile karşı karşıya kalakalırsınız.
  
  gitarları uçup giden, japon azminden başka bir yorum yapmayı uygun göremediğim dinleyip dinleyip gerçekten bu yapılabilir mi diye düşündüğüm bir grup oldu. tek albümlük vurup kıran, geçiren bir gruptur. şoklarımın kaynağı, dumurumun özüdür. hastasıyım...
• beady belle'nin en cok sevdigim sarkisi. o kontrbasi kim caliyorsa bin yasasin.
• evilionun internetten downloada açmış olduğu vanity albümünün yedinci şarkısı.
  http://www.evilion.net/
  
  sözleri:
  
  sitting down in the gutter, i hate myself
  feeling small trying to seem even smaller
  the world is enormous so why should this matter
  just one shadow and still it's the biggest shame
  
  on the edge of a breakdown
  i reached my hand to my shadow
  got something to hold on to
  and i opened my knots
  
  but there's no thrill in this struggle, it's useless
  i lost a long time ago right when i started
  but i'm invisible, i'm invincible
  just as long as the shadow is around me
  i'm the ruler of myself
  
  in the shadows, in the shadows
  in the shadows i'm ruling myself
  
  i kiss your arm, i can see your delight
  
  you're just a flattering snake
  
  obey me or i'll have to shatter your wires
  
  i know i can be on my own
  
  i'll tell everyone how rotten you're inside
  
  there's still a reason to go on
  
  you can not leave me, i'll be part of your soul
  till the end of your time
  
  is there someone to trust
  for whom could i open my crust
  is there a place for me
  where i don't have to hide my needs
  
  shadows can't be seen in the dark
  the dawn reveals my every inferiority
  
  turning, turning, turning around
  i'm turning, turning, turning around again
  i'm turning, turning, turning around again
  i'm turning, turning, turning around
  
  can you pull me under
  can you hide my blunders
  
  there's no mercy on your face
  when you challenge me to race
  i need to learn not to cry
  
  you think the only way to gain
  is to bravely face the pain
  'cause the needles never lie
  
  turning, turning, turning around
  i'm turning, turning, turning around again
  
  i know the fight has just begun
  all there's left's an endless run
  but i'll go on towards the sun
  
  and if i never leave the light
  maybe there's a chance to find
  all that sacred and divine
  
  stop the childish hide and seek
  real perfection does not exist, no
  
  looking down i see my faithful follower
  others can leave me but not my sister
  
  shadow behind me
  who knows me like she does
  my guardian, only stability
  
  shadow appears if light meets life
  it's a part of you from the beginning
  it can be your power but keep it beneath
  `cause the freedom can't see in the dark
  
  balance is the only true guide
  you should never try to divide
  there's no pure black and white
  honest innocence nor spite
  everything has the counter side
  
  shadow, shadow
  you're watching me down in the
  shadow, shadow
  you're watching me down in the
  shadow, shadow
  you're watching me
  i see you smile
• ankaranın en en en güzel içki mekanıdır.ilker abi var bir tane, sormayın..bi de bağcan vardı da gitti yahu..
• edgar allan poe eseri.
  
  "
  
  yea, though i walk through the valley of the shadow:
  psalm of david.
  
  ye who read are still among the living; but i who write shall have long since gone my way into the region of shadows. for indeed strange things shall happen, and secret things be known, and many centuries shall pass away, ere these memorials be seen of men. and, when seen, there will be some to disbelieve, and some to doubt, and yet a few who will find much to ponder upon in the characters here graven with a stylus of iron.
  
  the year had been a year of terror, and of feelings more intense than terror for which there is no name upon the earth. for many prodigies and signs had taken place, and far and wide, over sea and land, the black wings of the pestilence were spread abroad. to those, nevertheless, cunning in the stars, it was not unknown that the heavens wore an aspect of ill; and to me, the greek oinos, among others, it was evident that now had arrived the alternation of that seven hundred and ninety-fourth year when, at the entrance of aries, the planet jupiter is conjoined with the red ring of the terrible saturnus. the peculiar spirit of the skies, if i mistake not greatly, made itself manifest, not only in the physical orb of the earth, but in the souls, imaginations, and meditations of mankind.
  
  over some flasks of the red chian wine, within the walls of a noble hall, in a dim city called ptolemais, we sat, at night, a company of seven. and to our chamber there was no entrance save by a lofty door of brass: and the door was fashioned by the artisan corinnos, and, being of rare workmanship, was fastened from within. black draperies, likewise, in the gloomy room, shut out from our view the moon, the lurid stars, and the peopleless streets–but the boding and the memory of evil they would not be so excluded. there were things around us and about of which i can render no distinct account–things material and spiritual–heaviness in the atmosphere–a sense of suffocation–anxiety–and, above all, that terrible state of existence which the nervous experience when the senses are keenly living and awake, and meanwhile the powers of thought lie dormant. a dead weight hung upon us. it hung upon our limbs–upon the household furniture–upon the goblets from which we drank; and all things were depressed, and borne down thereby–all things save only the flames of the seven lamps which illumined our revel. uprearing themselves in tall slender lines of light, they thus remained burning all pallid and motionless; and in the mirror which their lustre formed upon the round table of ebony at which we sat, each of us there assembled beheld the pallor of his own countenance, and the unquiet glare in the downcast eyes of his companions. yet we laughed and were merry in our proper way–which was hysterical; and sang the songs of anacreon–which are madness; and drank deeply–although the purple wine reminded us of blood. for there was yet another tenant of our chamber in the person of young zoilus. dead, and at full length he lay, enshrouded; the genius and the demon of the scene. alas! he bore no portion in our mirth, save that his countenance, distorted with the plague, and his eyes, in which death had but half extinguished the fire of the pestilence, seemed to take such interest in our merriment as the dead may haply take in the merriment of those who are to die. but although i, oinos, felt that the eyes of the departed were upon me, still i forced myself not to perceive the bitterness of their expression, and gazing down steadily into the depths of the ebony mirror, sang with a loud and sonorous voice the songs of the son of teios. but gradually my songs they ceased, and their echoes, rolling afar off among the sable draperies of the chamber, became weak, and undistinguishable, and so faded away. and lo! from among those sable draperies where the sounds of the song departed, there came forth a dark and undefined shadow–a shadow such as the moon, when low in heaven, might fashion from the figure of a man: but it was the shadow neither of man nor of god, nor of any familiar thing. and quivering awhile among the draperies of the room, it at length rested in full view upon the surface of the door of brass. but the shadow was vague, and formless, and indefinite, and was the shadow neither of man nor of god–neither god of greece, nor god of chaldaea, nor any egyptian god. and the shadow rested upon the brazen doorway, and under the arch of the entablature of the door, and moved not, nor spoke any word, but there became stationary and remained. and the door whereupon the shadow rested was, if i remember aright, over against the feet of the young zoilus enshrouded. but we, the seven there assembled, having seen the shadow as it came out from among the draperies, dared not steadily behold it, but cast down our eyes, and gazed continually into the depths of the mirror of ebony. and at length i, oinos, speaking some low words, demanded of the shadow its dwelling and its appellation. and the shadow answered, "i am shadow, and my dwelling is near to the catacombs of ptolemais, and hard by those dim plains of helusion which border upon the foul charonian canal." and then did we, the seven, start from our seats in horror, and stand trembling, and shuddering, and aghast, for the tones in the voice of the shadow were not the tones of any one being, but of a multitude of beings, and, varying in their cadences from syllable to syllable fell duskly upon our ears in the well-remembered and familiar accents of many thousand departed friends.
  
  "
• şimdilerde yerini sakarya simitçisine bırakmıs ve yanılmıyorsam 1a nın yerıne tasınmıs güzide mekan.
• in the zone albümünden bir britney spears şarkısı.
  
  (bkz: sözlerini de yazayım tam olsun)
  
  your body's warm
  but you are not
  you give a little
  not a lot
  you coup your love
  until we kiss
  you're all i want
  but not like this
  i'm watching you disappear
  but you, you were never here
  
  it's only your shadow
  never yourself
  it's only your shadow
  nobody else
  it's only your shadow
  filling the room
  arriving too late
  and leaving too soon
  and leaving too soon
  
  your body gives
  but then holds back
  the sun is bright
  the sky is black
  can only be another sign
  i cannot keep what isn't mine
  you left and it lingers on
  but you, you were almost gone
  
  it's only your shadow
  never yourself
  it's only your shadow
  nobody else
  it's only your shadow
  filling the room
  arriving too late
  and leaving too soon
  and leaving too soon
  
  i cannot tell if you mean what you say
  you say it so loud, but you sound far away
  maybe i had just a glimpse of your soul
  or was that your shadow i saw on the wall
  i'm watching you disappear
  but you, you were never here
  
  it's only your shadow
  never yourself
  it's only your shadow
  nobody else
  it's only your shadow
  filling the room
  arriving too late
  no, no, no
  it's only your shadow
  it's only your shadow
  nobody else
  it's only your shadow
  arriving too late
  and leaving too soon
  
  it's only your shadow