“You can’t run away forever
But there’s nothing wrong with getting a good head start
You want to shut out the night, you want to shut down the sun
You want to shut away the pieces of a broken heart
Think of how we’d lay down together
We’d be listening to the radio so loud and so strong
Every golden nugget coming like a gift of the gods
Someone must have blessed us when he gave us those songsI treasure your love, I never want to lose it
Meat Loaf – Rock and Roll dreams come throught. Video here with Angelina Jolie in it https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T3Iay1J87x4
You’ve been through the fires of hell
And I know you’ve got the ashes to prove it
I treasure your love, I want to show you how to use it
You’ve been through a lot of pain in the dirt
And I know you’ve got the scars to prove it
Remember everything that I told you
And I’m telling you again that it’s true”
They say
Lesser of the Gods
Servant of the “Top Dogs”
Delivery boy
“The sages”
Of limited brains
For a while
A moment
I would listen to them
And moments
For the gods’ kind
Sometimes last
Years
Decades
Centuries
May happen
But recently
Somebody recalled
And reminded me
Who jumped out
Of his mother’s cradle
One day old
Who next “nicked”
Appollo’s Heffers
And then feast on them
And invented the lyre
(It might have been kithara
- doesn’t matter).
Oh, yes
Speed is my
Foremost attribute
My superpower
The base of my wizardcraft
Trademark
Logo of divinity
Only those
Funny small wings
At my feet
Make my portraits
In temples
…
Prone to ridicule
Cupid has it too
When they paint him
As a winged toddler
Forgetting how lethal
His arrows can be
My velocity is
Legendary
But people
Tend to treat it
As something
Quite common
They don’t get it
That if you do
Something
x-times faster
then others
Then they should pay
x-time more
No, they only want
More and …
More
Delivery boy
Fuck off
…
You don’t understand
The power
Of the messenger
(that’s why you always
Try to kill him)
I can shuffle
And filter
The content
Targeted for you
I can prioritize
“Who”
And “when”
Has “what” delivered
I can model
Your behaviours
By modelling the input
You receive
And you can
“Get lost”
Both humans
And the Gods
You won’t see through
My game
Its structure and complexity
You lack the speed of computation
(that the professional term)
Of information
Artificial Intelligence
Won’t be of much help
It takes also a bit of skill
To talk to it.
“Lesser of the Gods”
Yes, I got that
Messed up
In my head
I wanted to be
Like daddy
Zeus
Holding his “Keraunos”
Sitting on a stony
Fucking throne
All day
Hearing and ruling upon
Your petty issues
And petitions
I have tried that
Almost instant
Headache
And in 3 hours
The ass
Is calling
To hit the road
I wanted to become
Like Hades
“Minted” motherfucker
Nesting in
The treasures of
Underground World
Scrooge, hoarder
“Cappo di Tutti Cappi”
I can’t do that
I need the sun
The wind in my hair
And sometimes
The rain
I envy Apollo
Both women
And fame
But he makes me laugh
Sometimes
Watching him
“Screwed by success”
Constantly engaged
Constantly fighting
For the position
Of the “Alpha Male”
I have spent
Quite a bit of time
In Hephaestus’s workshops
Honestly
I did try
Wanted to learn
At least one
Of his “practical arts”
And I have learnt
All
But mastered
None
I can do things though
I can for example
Repair my shoes
On the go
Using some wire
Found on a side of a road
But my arms ache
From using hammers
And they shouldn’t
For Gods
(phantom pains?)
That’s not for me
My trade
Is lofty
Airy
Meaning it’s made
Of sound and air
(Cause sound is moving air – you moron)
I don’t any other tool for it
But – a word
(cause “logos” would sound a bit pretentious)
I won’t even mention Poseidon
They say
He rules the waves
Apparently they have never heard
Of oceanic currents
Ok. So I am
Finally grown up
Despite the role
Of eternal youth
Attributed to me
I clearly know
What destiny
I was born into
So now
Re-born
Refreshed
Light-hearted
I’m on my way
…
Expect a message