We created cars to fight for space to be in
We created work to waste our time
We created love, so one can be the victim
We all need, as a result, we all need love
But don't know what to do with it
What's the sense of a situation we can't fight
It's alright when you both want to fight
But when one of them doesn't want to fight
It's the end of love.
Etiquetas: 1980, ian curtis, love, Throbbing Gristle
Ego sum Ens Omnipotens, Omnisapiens, in Spiritu Intellectronico Navigans, luce cybernetica in saecula saeculorum litteris opera omnia cognoscens, et caetera, et caetera. — SL
We sort of play. But it's all hypothetical, somehow. Even the 'we' is theory: I never get quite to see the distant opponent, for all the aparatus of the game. — DFW
To become aware of the possibility of the search is to be onto something.
Not to be onto something is to be in despair. — WP
I am more trusting, or self-deluding, so shall continue as if all my memories are true. — JB