Beautiful perfection

so it’s not perfect

as life

is perfect

[Work in Progress]

(notes van een aantekeningen / todo briefje. Waarschijnlijk uit nov-2016 of paar maanden later)

Normal cords: Am C E E 4x
Alternatief: Am C E E 2x | Am D E E 2x

I don’t know
Who you are
Did you start this war

The pattern
That unfolds
I’ve seen this all before

Why did you
Start again
I unlocked the door

I stare back
Pretty hard
I look in the mirror

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Powercord: chorus: EECD 4x | chorus follow up “Ain’t got no clue”: A-C-EE 4x

Hey now, come and see, what I can do to you (to you, laatste keer refrein naar ‘with you’)
I’ve got these powers now, and I don’t know what to do
Come close and show me now, the true form this is you
I’ve got these powers now, and I ain’t got no clue – Ain’t got no clue!

 

[From the stars – Prequel] One can be

–intro

–pingel E C D B
Gazing up the stars
Looking from behind bars
Am I from the stars
Is this all a farce

Looking at my cards
Tearing the world apart
I cannot feel my heart
Tell me where do I start

–high: E C D B
I was left for dead
That is what they said
–high: E G D B
Do I move at all
What makes me fall

–low: E E C D
I’ve got these powers now and I know now what to do
You’ve opened up my eyes, I owe it all to you
I’ve got these powers now and I see it all so clear
You had me fooled so long, for years I was so near

–low: A C E E
I was so near / but it was me / it is done
It’s all so clear / I can see / we are one
2x

–pingel
I cut you off
You don’t seem that though
I have seen enough
I’ve finally called your bluff

But I also see
You are a necessity
Without you no destiny
With you one can be

Rood

Ik ken je niet, maar ik zie je wel
Ik ken je niet, maar ik hoor je wel
Ik ken je niet, maar je raakt me wel
Ik ken je niet, maar nu ken ik je wel

Ik ken
je niet
maar ik zie
je wel…

Je kop staat groot in beeld; licht van achter
Het is een heel mooi shot; je lijkt een wachter
Je lijkt te weten wat gaat komen; kan het wat zachter
Mensen schieten vol; ja, dat mag daar

Je vrienden zijn gekomen; 600 mensen
Veel te kort geleefd; wat kan je wensen
Als je door de waas van pijn; er zo kan zijn
Dat ze allen zeggen: vriend! Ik heb zo’n pijn

Ik ken
je niet
maar ik hoor
je wel…

Alle sprekers op het podium; die mooie woorden
Eerlijk en oprecht maar ook; donkere oorden
In elk verhaal kan ik vooral; emotie horen
Je vrienden reiken naar je uit; handen naar voren

Plotseling een scheur ontstaan; in al die harten
Je kan er niet meer zijn voor hen; het gat is zwart en
De waarheid is ook andersom; warmte uit kou kou
Je vrienden kunnen ook niet meer; er zijn voor jou jou

Ik ken
je niet
maar je raakt
me wel…

Ik vroeg me eerder af wie jij; wie jij nou bent
De foto op de kaart; ja, geschikte vent
Maar verhalen en de massa; die komen binnen
Ik ben ontroert en geloof door jou; ik kan iets winnen

Hoewel jij niet meer kan spelen; de strijd is klaar
Staan wij hier gezamenlijk; geen loos gebaar
De meeste hier, verloren vrienden; niet verzaakt
Mij kende je niet maar toch; heb je mij geraakt

Ik ken je niet, maar ik zie je wel
Ik ken je niet, maar ik hoor je wel
Ik ken je niet, maar je raakt me wel
Ik ken je niet, maar nu ken ik je wel

De laatste groet, een warme gloed; ontstoken vuren
Dichte mist omhult je kist; de tijd lijkt uren
Fakkels rood, emoties bloot; enorme pech
Geluid van klappen, en we snappen; je bent echt weg

 

From the stars

The night was young, the alley was long
Moonshine reflection on the mirror of a puddle
Years passed by being harsh not subtle
Never did anyone wanted to cuddle
I gave up being nice, my charming me I scuttled
But was I wrong? Is this my forgotten song?

Gazed up the stars
Looking from behind bars
Feeling mighty harsh
Is this all a farce?

Reached for the cuffs
My life is in the rough
Looking mighty tough
Nature’s called my bluff

Please, help me out
Help me out of here
Please, take me home
Take me home again

I want answers
I want answers
I want answers from the stars
I want
I need
I want answers from the stars

Stormed out of there
Gazing into my stare
Hurting mighty fair
Was I starting to care?

Felt somewhat betrayed
Remembering that I create
Feeling mighty afraid
What if I had stayed?

Please, help me out
Help me out of here
Please, take me home
Take me home again

I want answers
I want answers
I want answers from the stars
I want
I need
I want answers from the stars

[Lucid episode]
Every situation: it is what it is
And it’s just right the way that it is
Every person: you are who you are
And you can change only you, you are the star
Every reaction: it is what it is
Now is just right; accept it, don’t fight
Every change: it is what it is
And if you change, it is. And if you don’t, it is

Everything is what it is
It just is
I just have to remember all this
Everything is just the way it should be
As it should
I just have to remind me to see

I have answers
I have  answers
I have answers from the stars
I have
I got
I have answers from the stars

City of light

And I’m walking in the city of light
And I’m wondering who is so bright
There better be an eagle in my sight
And I don’t know care, and I don’t know where

I was talking to my buddy of light
It was an angel I can tell you in hindsight
It took me days before the real landslide
Collapsed my meaning of the matter but was oh so right

Tell me do you think you have free will
Or is it destiny, your only heavenly pill
Be a whale in the ocean, choice is chill
But be honest with your life when it is run-of-the-mill

Are you free to choose your actions when
A two thousand pound bull charges from his den
To your next of kin with an axe to pin
That sucker on the strand committing a sin

Or when you know the consequence
Tough by culture, religion, friends or parents
Cause and effect then get intertwined
De facto meaning you have no say, do you mind?

And I’m walking in the city of light
And I’m wondering who is so bright
There better be an eagle in my sight
And I don’t know care, and I don’t know where

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Permanently mount SMB share in OSX

This is the how-to to permanently mount an SMB share in OSX. Permanently, like surviving a reboot. I have searched months for this! I won’t rehash the fact that this is just plain vanilla annoying and that there should be a checkbox “always have this sucker mounted” present in the OSX user interface. Duh!

These are the combined steps I have taken so far. Emptor caveat: I have not yet rebooted 🙂
[Update: I have rebooted, and this still works!]

>sudo vi /etc/auto_master
# add "/- auto_smb -nosuid"
>sudo vi /etc/auto_smb
# add "/Users/username/mountPoint -fstype=smbfs,soft ://user:password@serverIP/share"
>sudo chmod 600 /etc/auto_smb
>sudo automount -vc
>sudo umount /Users/username/mountPoint
>cd /Users/usersname/mountPoint

So far, finally:

Routing down

Coming round the corner
I was cutting the edge
I was blinded by the light
I had it coming in hindsight

Flying through the air
I realize I ain’t no saint
I can see all my actions leading here
Tell me what I have gained

For starters I can see
A portion asphalt in my face
Had that been my only worry
I had not felt this disgraced

Landing hard on the street
Actually improves my mood
I’m repenting in my sorrow
And it’s starting to feel good

And I know what brought me here
Repeating that fills me with fear

It’s aggression, it’s in fashion
It seems I have aroused it
It’s aggression, it’s a passion
Tell me who am I without it

I can see it all around me
Many men are mad
So yes, loving is a nice word
But we like fighting instead

Don’t you dare to cross me
Or annoy me just a bit
If I don’t like what you’re saying
I will gladly throw a fit

One thing I can say for sure
Is that I am well versed
In repressing all my feelings
Hang on wait until I burst

Health I know is fragile
So I take good care of me
And I show that honesty
Each time I let my anger be

And I know what brought me here
Repeating that fills me with fear

It’s aggression, it’s in fashion
It seems I have aroused it
It’s aggression, it’s a passion
Tell me who am I without it

Who says it is human
Having all these great emotions
When we are so ill equipped
To exercise control and sense

Last thing i will say about this
For i go to hell
I will try to keep it outward
So inside it will not swell

Who am I, who am I
Who am I without…

Who am I

All perfection

When I was a little boy I used to call people names
So many times
I got really good at hurting people using my words
I made them rhyme
Now that I have grown up I have wondered time and again
Am I a jerk?
Or is it my goal in life to say just what’s on my mind
Is that my perk?

What if I am meant to act this way?
What if at death I see that was okay?
How then can I judge now every action?
I can see now it is all perfection

I get really mad at people getting under my skin
I bite them back
Then I spit my venom at their faces hitting their core
Just watch them knack
Feeling down depressed and lonely I retreat in myself
Is that it worth
If I sweep my own legs trying to be firm on my feet
Man, just skip birth

But now I think it’s not about me
Cause now I feel some transparency

And who I really want to be today
Is the person I envision I grow in day to day
And who I really want to be today
Is the person I envision I grow in day to day

What if I am meant to act this way
What if at death I see that was okay
How then can I judge now every action
I can see now it is all perfection

So many times
I made them rhyme
Is that it worth
I just gave birth

And now I think it’s not about me
Cause now I feel some transparency

And who I really want to be today
Is the person I envision I grow in day to day
And who I really want to be today
Is the person I envision I grow in day to day

Pinnacle of density

the pace of life just seems today
to me, so dense, not like an other day
full of life, you speed ahead
not even time for one regret
or time to regret what has been had
had one taken notice of said past
but it’s a blast
can you feel that you are sad
or can I, listening to myself
picking up old truths from the shelves
am I here, I AM near
I AM near where I AM here
I mustn’t veer
I’m nearing here
so much time to think this is queer
intense veneer of immensity
to have reached a pinnacle of density