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Way off topic. Very long. Don't even click it. *nods*

Discussion in 'UO Siege Perilous' started by Guest, Jan 31, 2008.

  1. Guest

    Guest Guest

    The Hollow Men
    T. S. Eliot

    Mistah Kurtz—he dead.

    A penny for the Old Guy

    I

    We are the hollow men
    We are the stuffed men
    Leaning together
    Headpiece filled with straw. Alas!
    Our dried voices, when
    We whisper together
    Are quiet and meaningless
    As wind in dry grass
    Or rats’ feet over broken glass
    In our dry cellar

    Shape without form, shade without colour,
    Paralysed force, gesture without motion;

    Those who have crossed
    With direct eyes, to death’s other Kingdom
    Remember us—if at all—not as lost
    Violent souls, but only
    As the hollow men
    The stuffed men.

    II

    Eyes I dare not meet in dreams
    In death’s dream kingdom
    These do not appear:
    There, the eyes are
    Sunlight on a broken column
    There, is a tree swinging
    And voices are
    In the wind’s singing
    More distant and more solemn
    Than a fading star.

    Let me be no nearer
    In death’s dream kingdom
    Let me also wear
    Such deliberate disguises
    Rat’s coat, crowskin, crossed staves
    In a field
    Behaving as the wind behaves
    No nearer—

    Not that final meeting
    In the twilight kingdom

    III

    This is the dead land
    This is cactus land
    Here the stone images
    Are raised, here they receive
    The supplication of a dead man’s hand
    Under the twinkle of a fading star.

    Is it like this
    In death’s other kingdom
    Waking alone
    At the hour when we are
    Trembling with tenderness
    Lips that would kiss
    Form prayers to broken stone.

    IV

    The eyes are not here
    There are no eyes here
    In this valley of dying stars
    In this hollow valley
    This broken jaw of our lost kingdoms

    In this last of meeting places
    We grope together
    And avoid speech
    Gathered on this beach of the tumid river

    Sightless, unless
    The eyes reappear
    As the perpetual star
    Multifoliate rose
    Of death’s twilight kingdom
    The hope only
    Of empty men.

    V

    Here we go round the prickly pear
    Prickly pear prickly pear
    Here we go round the prickly pear
    At five o’clock in the morning.

    Between the idea
    And the reality
    Between the motion
    And the act
    Falls the Shadow
    For Thine is the Kingdom

    Between the conception
    And the creation
    Between the emotion
    And the response
    Falls the Shadow
    Life is very long

    Between the desire
    And the spasm
    Between the potency
    And the existence
    Between the essence
    And the descent
    Falls the Shadow
    For Thine is the Kingdom

    For Thine is
    Life is
    For Thine is the

    This is the way the world ends
    This is the way the world ends
    This is the way the world ends
    Not with a bang but a whimper
    _____________________________

    It just feels appropriate.
     
  2. Guest

    Guest Guest

    This is the way the world ends
    This is the way the world ends
    This is the way the world ends
    Not with a bang but a whimper
    -------------

    *nods sadly....*

    Amen.
     
  3. that feels like exactly who we are
     
  4. kulssin

    kulssin Guest

    I think a better one would be... Pink Floyd, "Lost for Words"

    I was spending my time in the doldrums
    I was caught in the cauldron of hate
    I felt persecuted and paralyzed
    I thought that everything else would just wait
    While you are wasting your time on your enemies
    Engulfed in a fever of spite
    Beyond your tunnel vision reality fades
    Like shadows into the night

    To martyr yourself to caution
    Is not going to help at all
    Because there'll be no safety in numbers
    When the Right One walks out of the door

    Can you see your eyes blighted by darkness?
    Is it true you beat your fists on the floor?
    Stuck in a world of isolation
    While ivy grows over the door

    So I open my door to my enemies
    And I ask could we wipe the slate clean
    But they tell me to please go [censored] myself
    You know you just can't win
     
  5. Guest

    Guest Guest

    <blockquote><hr>

    Way off topic. Very long. Don't even click it. *nods*

    [/ QUOTE ]

    *shakes fist*

    *clicks*

    Don't tell us what to do! [​IMG]

    T. S. Eliot was a n00b and so are his fans!

    Heh, j/k.

    *hugs Kelmo*

    [​IMG]

    -Skylark
     
  6. Guest

    Guest Guest

    Oh...now I know whom you are, ye song selection, gave it away for me.
     
  7. Guest

    Guest Guest

    I am in a Siege Perilous players/EA customer service swan song kinda mood myself this morning.......... sort of in this song kinda mood.... played this song bout a zillion times this morn...maybe tis just my own *wake up mood music song* of the morn, but anyhow..... Ima playing replaying..the following song by the Scorpions

    Time, it needs time
    To win back your love again.
    I will be there, I will be there.

    Love, only love
    Can bring back your love someday.
    I will be there, I will be there.

    Fight, babe, I'll fight
    To win back your love again.
    I will be there, I will be there.

    Love, only love
    Can break down the walls someday.
    I will be there, I will be there.

    If we'd go again
    All the way from the start,
    I would try to change
    The things that killed our love.

    Your pride has build a wall, so strong
    That I can't get through.
    Is there really no chance
    To start once again?
    I'm loving you.

    Try, baby try
    To trust in my love again.
    I will be there, I will be there.

    Love, your love
    Just shouldn't be thrown away.
    I will be there, I will be there.

    If we'd go again
    All the way from the start,
    I would try to change
    The things that killed our love.

    Your pride has build a wall, so strong
    That I can't get through.
    Is there really no chance
    To start once again?

    If we'd go again
    All the way from the start,
    I would try to change
    The things that killed our love.

    Yes I've hurt your pride, and I know
    What you've been through.
    You should give me a chance
    This can't be the end.

    I'm still loving you.
    I'm still loving you,
    I need your love.
    I'm still loving you.
    Still loving you, baby...

    *And that time/trust/enjoyment, for many, for the Siege as a community, UO EA customers, seems time and chances, all... doth be running out *