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November | 2006 | Animals & Feelings
Um óþarflega fundvísi Ingólfs Arnarsonar
Ingólfur hét hann sem endur fyrir löngu
Ísaland fann og nam og bjó sér þar ból.
Og stjórnmálamennirnir minnast hans í ræðum,
og menn geta séð hvar hann stendur uppá Arnarhól.
En hvað er það sem verndar viðkomu landans?
Vitið þér hvað það er, mér er það hulið.
Því á landsmenn og -konur herja eldar og ísar,
en allra verst er þó bansett næturkulið.
Því segi ég skál fyrir Fróni og Fjölni og allt það,
og fyrir þeim snjöllum sem þar hafa skrimt og hrokkið.
Við minnumst Ingólfs Arnarsonar í veislum
-en óskum þess að skipið hans hafi sokkið.
þetta er svo gott lag. ég elska það.
Haha. Svo margir snillingar á svo litilli eyju. Pælið í því, ef það væru svo margir hér í litlu borginni minni, sem allir hlægja að, ekki einu sinni stórborg. brú, sjúkrahús, hlægjanleg klipping, fátæk fólk í kommíblokkum, og engin menning. Langar beinar brautir.
There is a number of small things.
Posted on November 22, 2006 | Leave a comment
I know that if I go back to certain bands I never listen to anymore (múm, björk, BOC) it is to get into a certain mindset. I’ve been listening to múm. Everytime something agresses me or my privacy, everytime something is taken from me, in short, everytime I have to remember who I am, I listen to the things which I feel are closest to me, to what I like, to what I think I am.
I’ve been trying hard to let go of something. I can see the progress but it hurts alot. I never knew I was so attached to my own sadness. Why is the feeling of loss, miss, longing, a feeling I am so comfortable in.
And if course it goes back to when I was raised by bears. The magnitude of the importance of these three words, I will never understand it fully. And the irony is that understanding the depth, the hugeness of it makes me want to get back to the mouth which uttered the words.
The harshest lesson is to take, accept, and not want more.
Fortunately, I remembered who I am. Having my past for myself feels good again. But like a knife that cut through my nerves, some things will always be sensitive. Music is the sharpest knife.
Some lost motivations are coming back. Two ropes are untangling.
Today no school no work. Yesterday I called in sick. I was sick of working. That was enough for me not to care about putting them in an uncomfortable situation.
I wish school didn’t exist, or they’d just tell me what to know. And I’d know it by myself.
Ég er ekki óléttur
Posted on November 21, 2006 | Leave a comment
This wasn’t supposed to happen
I was happy by myself
Accidently you seduced me
I’m in love again
I lie in my bed, Totally still
My eyes wide open, I’m in rapture
I don’t believe this, I’m in love again!
This wasn’t supposed to happen!
Ég og hún, ég og hún…við segjum
Wow. I understand the word regret better than ever before. I deeply regret not being there for the sugarcubes. It’s really the concert of my life. When I listen to them i get transported in a whole other world, the revolution, teenage, leather coats and happy times. Iceland.
I SO wish I had been there.
And sufjan….Oh sufjan 😦
Posted on November 21, 2006 | Leave a comment
Kokoromi, also known as kúkúrjómi (my personal translation, which in icelandic could mean something like “cow-cow cream”).
És, it is mæ brodder.
Yes, it is my brother.
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