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Post by chainsawmax on Oct 17, 2006 23:00:11 GMT -5
SLAVES TO MISERY deals with hardcore gamers, in more than just a way. you can bet your ass everyday out there. you are constantly gambling with your life, if you think about it. even when you cross the street. i think this song deals with people that carelessly plays with their own lives and the lives of those who surround them. you steal from one to repay the debts of bets - you should die.
so agreed.
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Post by chainsawmax on Oct 17, 2006 23:00:56 GMT -5
did i say i love the people on this forum already? you guys kick ass.
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Post by NESFantasy on Oct 18, 2006 6:37:12 GMT -5
Sorry I hadn't chimed in sooner. I'm rather iffy on what I think this all means.
But, I could see where you're coming from. Seems like a good feasible idea to me! Still, parts like the rotting of the brain doesn't seem to fit in, unless...
It mentions a cause of violence for fortune and fame. The only thing I can think of offhand (well, two things really) is some kind of contact sport where things get really violent, but people get paid big sums of money to inflict this damage on each other. In time, such as in boxing, peoples' minds tend to turn to mush from so many blows to the head. I'm not sure that's "rotting" of the brain though. However, it is a high that isn't necessarily meant to be, as adrenaline is surely rushing through you but you're not in a real conflict, but simply one proposed and executed.
And, as with anything violent, you're bound to die if you keep it up. For instance, risking your life over and over with by doing dangerous things (ex., skydiving) always offers the chance that you might not come out unscathed in the end.
And of course, in this instance, stealing from someone else would be sacrificing their life or well-being in place of your own. And for that, you'd truly be a selfish bastard (unless they deserved it).
So, I think this pretty much rolls off Max's thoughts. Thanks for the leverage! ;D
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Post by NESFantasy on Oct 21, 2006 20:48:50 GMT -5
All things must pass...and thus, here we are. Like standing in a desert, dust blowing in our face obscuring the future while behind us the path we've made quickly fades away.
Throwing Away The Day
Staring at the Walls around me Pale and dismal life I'll leave A Time of Emptiness That surrounds me Waiting just for Life to be Seclusion into the Mind Involuntary Refuge A Period in Time I'll wait The carving out of Life Left in Solitude Wise enough to See It will Change Time won't help me While I'm Waiting Tired of Living This way I'm Feeling Delaying Await Depression Fills me Descending Feeling Lapse of Meaning Throw it Away Throwing it all Away Throw it Away Throwing away the Day Wasting my Life Waiting for others to get with the Plan Taking their Time I can't wait forever for this I won't Stand Time after Time Leaving us dormant and rotting away Waste of the Day Until we take Hold and Break Free we'll Pay Time won't help me While I'm Waiting and Throwing Away the Day Throw it Away Throwing it all Way Throw it Away Throwing away the Day Mourning Time Seeps into your Head Dazed in Wait Day is Dead Slow to Pass Tired of this Life Tired of this Life I bet I'll Die to Live Alone
It's interesting that this is the next song (Oh, how many times has Joarel said that?), as this is really how I woke up feeling today. I suppose it was brought on by how I felt going to bed, but as I woke up everything was dismal.
I mean, I'm currently unsure of where I'm going in life. I don't know what is meant for me, and I don't see a wise path. Meanwhile, I just feel like where I am is wrong. My job, what I'm learning currently (partly adding to "where am I going?"). I feel like I'm melting down, worn out, stressed, and that this world is so f**king screwed up that even if I found my way it would still be one right in a web of ill-thoughts.
I want to do something meaningful to me, something that makes a difference to someone else. I don't feel that's where I'm going right now. When you have something you'd rather be doing than what you "should" be doing, then perhaps what you "should" be doing isn't really what you are meant to be doing.
Darren, Steve, Jon: Thank you.
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Post by chainsawmax on Oct 22, 2006 9:20:36 GMT -5
the way this life goes man, it's just unfair. and there's nothing we can do, but fight back the pain and try and survive, the best way possible. SADUS has helped me thru this. definitely. i know the exact feeling you are passing thru. i remember the very first time i got to listen to AVOM, i was lying on my bed, exhausted. and this song came in, and that's what i was doing: staring at the walls around me...
Darren knows better than we probably do... he is the man. you are the man too Nes, don't just give up. try and see if you can find yourself a VOLUNTARY REFUGE... try and see if you can break in and help this world live a FACELIFT... that's what we all need...
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Post by joarel666 on Oct 23, 2006 0:37:04 GMT -5
Time and again, there is a theme that resonates many times when I think I'm at my breaking point. What drives me? Anger? Desire? Determination? Mistakes? Fear? Acceptance? Why did this happen at this point in my life? What difference am I going to make? It could have been different had I been 5 minutes earlier . . . . ;] Makes me wonder what it would be like to be supplanted in a simpler time in history . .
When I run through the lyrics for "Throwing Away The Day", I remember days like this in childhood; as a teenager; in college; during my 20's . . .up to the present. Lost time. . . Wasted time. . . My life was controlled by the consequences of my own actions. Loss, indecision, risk, weakness, faith, addiction, became catalysts for unavoidable crossroads in my life.
The "God that will provide" in this life is "YOU". The sooner we all get used to the idea that JESUS CHRIST was the 1st successful comic book superhero, the easier we can all get to the business of overcoming our own trials and tribualtions in making our own way in this life. Besides, It will make the next life F$%^ING AWESOME!!!!
Keep that edge, enjoy it, and never lose it!
~joarel
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Post by chainsawmax on Oct 23, 2006 21:51:17 GMT -5
RIGHT ON, bro!!! hands down, YOU SHRED!!! totally agreed... SADUS fans are the best...!
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Post by NESFantasy on Oct 24, 2006 7:03:42 GMT -5
Damn right, man. I keep looking around and see all the wasted time, due to uncertainty and fright. If you can push through those, life becomes all the more worthwhile. I've had a few instances of that in the last few weeks, where my gut wasn't up for it, but I just went ahead with it anyway. And you know, I felt a lot better afterwards, even if it didn't turn out great for me.
One thing about the song though. I take it that "I bet I'll die to live alone" means that there's much more peace of mind in death away from all the idiots that just can't get their crap straight than there is being solitary in life?
Certainly not the course of action I hope to take, heh. As much as I hate the misguidance I see in the actions of some others, I feel as though I'd much rather bludgeon them then myself.
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Post by joarel666 on Oct 24, 2006 22:00:22 GMT -5
One of the few kick ass quotes I keep close by for just such an occasion is from Frank Herbert, late author of the Dune Chronicles~ It's from the creed of the Bene Gesserit:"I will not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain."
--Bene Gesserit, Litany against FearWith"I bet I'll Die to Live Alone"We tend to preoccupy ourselves in the "physical", or literal meaning of "death" and the fear we have as a result. Strip away the cultural and biological tenants; the materialism as pushed by advertising and mass media; the religious idioms; any philosophical belief system created, and we are left with only ourselves. A quiet "death" of every distraction known. .And SADUS hammer's the point home with some of the deadliest thrash/speed/death metal around!! Whata F**king Concept. Gotta love the Sadudes . .
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Post by NESFantasy on Oct 25, 2006 7:06:24 GMT -5
So, you're saying that the phrase means dying not to be that of the person, but their ability to be prone to distractions?
That's an interesting thought.
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Post by joarel666 on Oct 25, 2006 13:45:36 GMT -5
Yes. Alone without distraction; without being in a constant sense of "flight or fight"; without the sense of overwhelm we are subjected to in this information age; without being force fed the wants, desires, or cookie cutter belief systems; or being forced to succumb to this seemingly impenetrable wall of noise(politics, economics, war, environment, propaganda). If you can see your way through this swirling tempest, then you will win this marathon . . .
~joarel
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Post by NESFantasy on Oct 28, 2006 14:25:19 GMT -5
And now, one that I know interests at least ONE person.
Facelift
Torn between Life Dividing Inside Dwelling on the Lies They made to build their Lives Born an Accident In a World where no one Fits A Fact of life for me Starving in Poverty Born here Die here Reason of Being Strange Living in this Hell Hole I'm throwing away the day, every Day Every Day Forgive me not For living in this World of Rot I can't believe it all to be A facelift, a Change, Society Watching Tension build My Hatred being Fulfilled And making me want to Kill And kill and kill and Kill Kill, Kill, Kill, Kill, Kill Depression and resurrect Life No Hate, no Ignorance No Tolerance for Prejudice Coming, come to me Facelift of inner Being Don't let your Eyes be the Guide To what your Mind can't see Don't paint the Picture by the Color Or what it seems to be Know in the Debts of yourself What you know to be Right Making the Difference in how you Feel for Life Open your Mind Look Inside Escaping Reality by Taking in all I can see It's only the Way to Leave this Place We all call Misery Looking for the one to find But nobody is left Praying for meaning and waiting for Death No Hate, no Ignorance No Tolerance for Prejudice Coming, coming to me Facelift of Inner Being Value of the one last died in himself His Blood burns, Peace gone Crying for help Can't stop Misery His Silence hears Death Wishing the one gone was himself No way of knowing what is rest Death on the inside has killed all that's left Lowest of the Low Where Feelings are kept His Silence is the one Cry Silence hears Death
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Post by chainsawmax on Oct 31, 2006 21:11:13 GMT -5
Torn between Life Dividing Inside Dwelling on the Lies They made to build their Lives Born an Accident In a World where no one Fits A Fact of life for me Starving in Poverty Born here Die here Reason of Being Strange Living in this Hell Hole I'm throwing away the day, every Day Every Day Forgive me not For living in this World of Rot I can't believe it all to be A facelift, a Change, Society Watching Tension build My Hatred being Fulfilled And making me want to Kill And kill and kill and Kill Kill, Kill, Kill, Kill, Kill Depression and resurrect Life No Hate, no Ignorance No Tolerance for Prejudice Coming, come to me Facelift of inner Being Don't let your Eyes be the Guide To what your Mind can't see Don't paint the Picture by the Color Or what it seems to be Know in the Debts of yourself What you know to be Right Making the Difference in how you Feel for Life Open your Mind Look Inside Escaping Reality by Taking in all I can see It's only the Way to Leave this Place We all call Misery Looking for the one to find But nobody is left Praying for meaning and waiting for Death No Hate, no Ignorance No Tolerance for Prejudice Coming, coming to me Facelift of Inner Being Value of the one last died in himself His Blood burns, Peace gone Crying for help Can't stop Misery His Silence hears Death Wishing the one gone was himself No way of knowing what is rest Death on the inside has killed all that's left Lowest of the Low Where Feelings are kept His Silence is the one Cry Silence hears Death
you know, those notes in the very beginning. someone's arpeggio echoing thru the walls. late in the evening, sun is gone. you are 18 years old, you just flunked 11th grade, all you can think about is mainly to find a way out of this misery.... and you're totally alone. laying on the bed, staring at a few carrion crows outside the window, flying around the roof.
all friends are gone, flew away, left you to rot in a f**king forlorn island. your love affair with the girl from the 12th grade is about to stop itself before it's too late.
your divorced parents want you to succeed. each of them has a personal interpretation of success. your relatives despise you becuz of the flunking. your band, which was 1 year old, died out becuz of ignorance. the prejudice you witness from the outer world is basically killing you deeply. you feel lost.
what are you going to do?
listen to a few words. and understand someone from a different universe, out there, felt the very same way about 8 years before.
you feel a striking connection, and suddenly the rising urge to communicate, the urge to break the pain and get your cry heard.
you can make it, you felt it as you heard those very words: Know in the Debts of yourself What you know to be Right... you have to strive to reach safer shores.
so get up, you know it'll take a while... it's 2000. shit has to be fought. can't just give in.
4 years later, after the hard struggle, I finally met the person who wrote those lyrics of hope, sadness, truth and passion... the person who saved me from the edge.
thank you, Darren. thank you, SADUS. I'll always remember, I owe you big.
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Post by NESFantasy on Nov 1, 2006 23:10:10 GMT -5
I picked out some phrases that meant something to my life.
Torn between Life Dividing Inside Dwelling on the Lies They made to build their Lives
I told someone recently that I'm searching at this point in time, perhaps not for who I am as a person, though that is important as well. But at this point, it's like the pitfalls and poor personalities of those around me is leaping out and it's far too easy to see the pain and problems in this world.
a World where no one Fits A Fact of life for me
I'm not sure I feel that no one fits in this world today. But everywhere I look I see people that I don't feel deserve to be here, at least not without repenting for their actions against the world in which they inhabit.
Reason of Being Strange Living in this Hell Hole I'm throwing away the day, every Day Every Day
Again, the search and loss of explanation in oneself. I can, at times, wake up and wonder what I'm even doing. It just seems pointless sometimes, like I'm wasting my time by following these rules and that the priorities around me are entirely wrong.
I can't believe it all to be A facelift, a Change, Society
Personally, while plastic surgery might make this world look a whole lot nicer, I don't think molding the ugly is something that will solve any of our problems. The world needs a kick in the ass, to not care whether it's ugly, just as long as it WORKS. And right now, it DOESN'T. Or at least, not very well. Here's oil in your eye.
Watching Tension build My Hatred being Fulfilled And making me want to Kill And kill and kill and Kill Kill, Kill, Kill, Kill, Kill
Yes.
No Hate, no Ignorance No Tolerance for Prejudice
I might fall into this category. I don't know. I do hate...there is a sense of hate. I'm not sure whether I'm allowed to hate for the "right" reasons, or not. But, it pisses me off that there are so many screwed up things in the world. I'm not as informed as I should be, but I'm getting there. And those I hate derive such not from their skin color, but rather from their actions and their willingness to treat me with an ounce of respect.
Coming, come to me Facelift of inner Being
Perhaps that is what I'm working towards, or what I need.
Know in the Debts of yourself What you know to be Right Making the Difference in how you Feel for Life
I owe a lot to my parents, my family, and my friends. I've been privileged in life, and therefore it's unfair that I criticize it and then stand by and do nothing. However, those that I criticize, the ones that seem to have no regard for anyone but themselves, I can criticize, because I at least attempt to show respect to those I meet. I try to let others know I'm thankful of what they do, and to make it easier on them. I want things to be easier and better for people. I want to help them. I don't want to sit on a pedestal, or in a comfy chair, and point to others and tell them what they should be doing. I want to be ON THE LEVEL, showing people that I'm no one special and that I will do what I can to help them. Because if we can't do that for one another, then sooner or later we will doom ourselves to distrust.
Open your Mind Look Inside Escaping Reality by Taking in all I can see It's only the Way to Leave this Place We all call Misery
I think I may be an idealist by nature. And therefore it pisses me off when I see all that we fail to achieve, especially when it comes to relations between people. I can think of how things should be, and I truly wish these thoughts could be possible. But people f**k things up.
Praying for meaning
I do hope there is meaning, both in my existence, and in the human race. We better get our act together.
Remember, only you can prevent...anything.
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Post by chainsawmax on Nov 2, 2006 0:48:19 GMT -5
a Metaphorical Facelift, of course no plastic surgery is involved here, man.
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