goetica

(bkz: pulp fiction)

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en zor anlarımda bazen yanımda olamasan da telefonun ucunda butun içtenliğiyle alo diyen ses hep sendin.."üzülme balım geçecek" dediğin çoğu $ey hala geçmedi belki (fal da çıkmadı aq) ama her $ekilde yanımda olduğunu bilmek güzeldi..

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(bkz: sevdiceğin ba$lığında edebiyat yapmak)

sevdiğimden sığdırasım gelen birey.

#545662
meali:istanbul ticaret üniversitesinde okuyorum sabahlara kadar taksimde sürtüyorum o derece çılgın bir gencim sözlük bağyanlarına selam ederim.

yönetimin zaman zaman ne derece zıvanadan çıktığını gösteren sebepler bütünüdür.

ispiyonlayan : sepulturk
gammaz entry : #0000
gammaz sebebi : bkz abkz hatası.bu gammazımı biricik moderatorum goeticaya adıyorum

(bkz: yönetim çalı$ıyor)

(bkz: ulan sayın dorduncu nesil opuyorum hepinizi)

(bkz: öp öp bitmedi)

ulan sayın ikinci nesil öpüyorum hepinizi’nin dorduncu nesil bilgi sözlük yazarlarına uyarlanmı$ halidir.

(bkz: muck)

$irinler köyünün en koyu renkli $irinidir.

ukdecinin $öyle de bir notu var imi$:
rengi sahsımca lacivert olarak dusunulmustur

esrakesh’e te$ekkur ediyor ve bir ba$ka ukdemize geçiyoruz.

(bkz: ukde dolması)

artık pek de geçerli olmayan $eydir keza en az erkek yazar sayısı kadar bayan yazarlar da mevcuttur.

ayrıca;
#328816

yapana değil, yaptırana bak..

(bkz: davranın sazlara kızlar)

(bkz: darbe yoksa muhtira yesinler)

the gathering’in how to measure a planet albumunde bulunan pek güzel bir $arkısı..

the black house in in my street
looks too dark just to go inside
but when i do
i cannot move because of
the mess in the hallway

the picture on the wall is chaotic
i don’t want to look at it
but when i do
i cannot speak because of
the confusion in my head

i am unfit and i want to leap away
but when i do
the red colour comes after me
it is fierce and it moves slow

the picture on the wall is chaotic
i don’t want to look at it
but when i do
i cannot speak because of
the confusion in my head

i am unfit and i want to leap away
but when i do
the red colour comes after me
it is fierce and it moves slow

music and lyrics filminin ana temasını olu$turan $irin $arkı.

i’ve been living with a shadow, over head
i’ve been sleeping with a cloud, above my bed
i’ve been lonely for so long
trapped in the past, i just can’t seem to move on

i’ve been hiding all my hopes and dreams away
just in case i ever need them again someday
i’ve been setting aside time
to clear a little space in the corners of my mind

all i wanna do is find a way back into love
i can’t make through without a way back into love
oh-oh

i’ve been watching
but the stars refuse to shine
i’ve been searching
but i just don’t see the signs
i know that it’s out there
there’s gotta be something for my soul somewhere

i’ve been looking for someone to shed some light
not somebody just to get me through the night
i could use some direction
and i’m open to your suggestions

all i wanna do is find a way back into love
i can’t make it through without a way back into love
and if i open my heart again
i guess i’m hoping that you’ll be there for me in the end

there are moments when i don’t know if it’s real
or if anybody feels the way i feel
i need inspiration
not just another negotiation

all i want to do is find a way back into love
i can’t make it through without a way back into love
and if i open my heart to you

i’m hoping you’ll show me what to do
and if you’ll help me to start again
you know that i’ll be there for you in the end

hugh grant’in kaç ya$ında olursa olsun hala yirim dedirtebildiğini göstermi$ (dans edi$ine kurban) çokça nostalji yaptırmı$ drew barrymore ile filmde yaptıkları $arkı ise ciddi anlamda $irin olan film.

onun haricinde sinemaya gidip izlemeye pek de değmez.

(bkz: way back into love)

the gathering’in if then else albumunde yer alan $arkısıdır..

the torture won’t part you
motherly breast won’t warm you
you fail and foam from your mouth
why is it so loud, this sound?

all the sense your are capable of
does not seem to save you
you heed the glance of a smile
was it impossible to float for a while?

restless is carrying fever
burning you to pieces
in search and need of a friend
will i bow down to this in the end?

i lay in the hands of my maker
and i want to spend the rest of it awake
why do i get the feeling they’ll brake it
it’s a fight...it’s a fight...

the torture won’t part you
mothers lap can’t seem to warm you
you strain, you climb up and frown
why is it so loud, this down?

all the sense you are capable of
does not seem to save you
you heed the glance of a smile
was it impossible to float for a while?

i lay in the hands of my maker
and i want to spend the rest of it awake
why do i get the feeling they’ll brake it
it’s a fight...it’s a fight

(bkz: peki kenan evren de bizi görecek mi)

(bkz: anani tavana asar amina smac basarim)

the gathering’in always albumunun açılı$ $arkısı..

"birth, age, death. the sudden realization of aging and attempts to hide from time. time is crucial yet essential. for ever or never, life lies between them.."

slowly... flying silent
touching the wind as it sadly sings... for me.

aging on the outside
with my youth in my empty hands
lost all that i was living for, live no longer

couldn’t resist looking in her eyes
i saw myself, tears were falling
the seas of her eyes reflected my old age
youth grows old, like winter follows spring

faster... falling kingdom
dancers on winter winds,
they dance... for me

nature’s ways
life can’t always be controlled
controlled by fear
scared of months and years, fear no longer

time leaves it’s mark
the years come but never go
masked is my face
the mask of age will fall, hide no longer

couldn’t resist looking in her eyes
i saw myself, tears were falling
the seas of her eyes reflected my old age
youth grows old, like winter follows spring

yeni yazarımız,ho$gelmi$ler..

always albumunde yer alan the gathering $arkısıdır..

"through marriage we’re bonded, by death we’re separated. but sometimes our dreams can ceep us together. life is transitory but love can be eternal..."

the cruelty of this world persists
the cold wind speaks for our lost
whispering words, weaving worlds
her time has come, alas

a man with opened eyes
one stopped out of a dream
with a view held within his mind
the tears for his bride redeem

watching this world falling apart
like the dreams in a shallow sleep
countless are the nights they shared
the mourning in his tears

but morning still has broken
a light in his world of dawn
all beauty turned to rot
his flowers, all are gone

close the eyes of eternal love
buries his face in his hands
her face looks so alive
in the morning sun

but morning still has broken
a light in his world of dawn
all beauty turned to rot
his flowers, all are gone

dreams are nothing but illusions
illusions for one to see
it’s the visual projection of our inside
and as empty as the heart in me

as the heart in me...