pj harvey

oh so unhappy

i love this

i'm on a strangers with candy kick

i exploit you still you love me

i want to be light. i want to be so that you can know my velocity or my location, but never both. somewhere between a particle and a wave. nothing to do with this moment or any, still momentary, flying through everything. any time i rest the world surges around, and anytime i'm moving the world is nothing, a blur. no value, no aspect, no nothing. not invisible, not tangible... cause this is how i feel, weighted down while my soul burns like a fire, wisps of smoke rising up to space, melting fragile stumbling corpse dragging me down to this and this and this.
like in the jetsons: a food pill and a sleep pill and a love pill and a fun pill, to keep my levels leveled, so i can do the things that don't matter. to anyone. but me.

sunday night continues on!

and this


is that not talvin singh on the tablas?

watch this