"Chaplin snakker"

Hrte p en av ltene til Lasse der han har sampla en tale av Charlie Chaplin "The Tramp Impersonating the Dictator". Lta er konge, men det er teksten som appelerer til meg.. Utopisk kanskje, men godt sagt, og det med innlevelse. Tittelen er passende nok bare "Chaplin snakker":

We all want to help one another.
Human beings are like that.
We want to live by each others' happiness, not by each other's misery.
We don't want to hate and despise one another.
In this world there is room for everyone.
And the good earth is rich and can provide for everyone.
The way of life can be free and beautiful.
But we have lost the way.
Greed has poisoned men's souls;
has barricaded the world with hate;
has goose-stepped us into misery and bloodshed.
We have developed speed;
but we have shut ourselves in.
Our knowledge as made us cynical;
our cleverness, hard and unkind.
We think too much and feel too little.
More than machinery we need humanity.
More than cleverness, we need kindness and gentleness.
Without these qualities, life will be violent and all will be lost.
Soldiers!
Don't give yourselves to brutes,
men who despise you, enslave you;
who regiment your lives, tell you what to do, what to think and what to feel!
Who drill you, diet you, treat you like cattle and use you as cannon fodder!
Don't give yourselves to these unnatural men;
machine men with machine minds and machine hearts!
You are not machines!
You are men!
Youhavelove of humanity in your hearts!
Don't hate!
Only the unloved hate; the unloved and the unnatural.
You, the people, have the power to make this life free and beautiful,
to make this life a wonderful adventure.
Let us use this power!
Let us fight for a new world!
A decent world!
Let usfighttodoawaywithnationalbarriers!
To do away with greed, with hate and intolerance!
Let us fight for a world of reason!
Let us all unite!

We think too much and feel too little...

Hide and Seek

Ransom notes keep
falling out your mouth
Speak no feeling.
No, I don't believe you.
You don't care a bit.
You don't care a bit.

En liten bit av the soundtrack of my life for tida, Imogen Heap - Hide and seek. Dette til tross for at nskelta mi - hvis jeg kunne nsket meg et snt soundtrack - ville vrt Toys Rabbit Pushing Mower. Verdens mest rosa pling-plong sang, somdeterumuligikkesmileav,medmindremaner.. Teit.

Takk til Malin som bemerket sida mi her om dagen, og fikk meg til huske den. Den var nesten glemt. Men snn har det alltid vrt med mine prosjekter. Det er spennende i begynnelsen, og jeg koser meg med det, men s blir det til slutt kjedelig oppdatere... Nesten litt som med meg og gutter ;)

N er det snart Criminal Minds og s tilbake til lesinga!