Strange Musings

Ben Lee - (The) Song of The Divine Mother Of The Universe

2010-04-27T22:52:00.000+10:00

Fonejacker Internet Providings work on your script

2010-04-20T17:25:00.000+10:00

Fonejacker pranks

2010-04-20T08:12:00.002+10:00

2009-09-17T18:06:00.001+10:00

I havent been doing much photos, sorry, but id thought id share this that I found.

2009-08-23T01:41:00.001+10:00

Watch this video, seriously, watch it...all of it.

2009-08-22T22:10:00.000+10:00

3 hours on, and ill have written down is 300 words, fuck organisational behavior, god damn soul less twat who came up with this subject!

Busy Busy..

2009-08-22T19:59:00.001+10:00

Sorry if there havent been much update, im in final part of my term for college, so I got a lot of essays to write! :(

Orange

2009-08-15T21:40:00.001+10:00

The butt genie

2009-08-09T23:31:00.000+10:00

2009-08-07T19:39:00.001+10:00

Things they dont tell you (but should)

2009-08-07T02:23:00.001+10:00

www.viruscomix.com/things.html

www.viruscomix.com/things.html

www.viruscomix.com/things.html

2009-08-07T02:12:00.001+10:00

A million points of light ascending to the sky
Monuments in darkness standing watch until the sun will rise
Screaming to an emptiness of how we deified ourselves
With our hands over eyes, claiming all of creation.
What inspires in us this madness
That our existence should be defined
By a light that cant be seen by anyone?
What inspires in us this madness
That our existence should be defined
By a light that we cant see?

A million points of light ascending to the sky
Monuments in darkness standing watch until the sun will rise
I cant see this all as progress
How did we come this far when we see ourselves as deities,
Claim nature for ourselves?
By our actions we betray the instincts in our race
By our blindness and stupidity
We kill everything, we kill everything.

Can someone see our self destruction?
Are we reminding ourselves that our existence is so delicate
That without this light we are no more?
That without this light weve made we are no more.

A million points of light ascending to the sky
Monuments in darkness standing watch until the sun will rise
We torch the earth until it bleeds, rain ashes from the sky
Just to make a light that no one can see
We cut the earth until it bleeds, rain ashes from the sky
Just to make a light that no one can see.
Just to make a light. Just to make a light
We kill everything
By our blindness and stupidity
We kill everything.

In a thousand years what will be our legacy a million lights that no one could see?

Random fact

2009-08-07T02:11:00.001+10:00

Money talks, bullshit walks.

Shopping for CCTV

2009-08-02T14:23:00.000+10:00

Botany Bay cemetery

2009-08-01T16:52:00.000+10:00

Ben Jordann- leaving Earth

2009-08-01T01:29:00.001+10:00

Every thing is okay on the happy carriage!

2009-07-30T16:45:00.001+10:00

Krishnamurti talking with children in 1984

2009-07-27T00:15:00.000+10:00

Peace

2009-07-25T16:48:00.001+10:00

2009-07-22T17:39:00.000+10:00

How many years since you found yourself
Staring at an endless sky?

Unaware of yourself
Who you are and where you're going
Only living
Only breathing
Losing all sense of time

The most fragile of things
Captivates and embraces you
Surrender and be witness
To this rarest of moments

You live within the sense of the order of things
What is truth
What is important
What defines you

No need to fear
No need to worry
About years that passed
About time you lost

Live seconds as a lifetime
Time it does not matter
You live within the sense
Of the stillness of time

Thoughts..

2009-07-19T16:53:00.000+10:00

The other day, I took off on my bike and headed towards Rookwood cemetery, im quite fond of this place, and quite frankly it is one of the only places I can get some peace and quite, and some solitude in this god forsaken, materially obsessed city, I took my camera with me and took some photo's of various headstones, there is a particularly nice place in there, very serene, a lot of the head stones are from the 1920's, even 1800s, just sitting there, hearing the birds chirping in the trees...

2009-07-17T17:42:00.000+10:00

I found a few old photo's I took a couple of years ago, about 2003, these where all taken at Brighton le sans in Sydney.

2009-07-17T17:23:00.000+10:00

Into the distance, a ribbon of black
Stretched to the point of no turning back
A flight of fancy on a windswept field
Standing alone my senses reeled
A fatal attraction holding me fast, how
Can I escape this irresistible grasp?
Can't keep my mind from the circling skies
Tongue-tied and twisted Just an earth-bound misfit, I

Ice is forming on the tips of my wings
Unheeded warnings, I thought I thought of everything
No navigator to find my way home
Unladened, empty and turned to stone
A soul in tension that's learning to fly
Condition grounded but determined to try

Can't keep my mind from the circling skies
Tongue-tied and twisted just an earth-bound misfit, I
Above the planet on a wing and a prayer,
My grubby halo, a vapour trail in the empty air,
Across the clouds I see my shadow fly
Out of the corner of my watering eye
A dream unthreatened by the morning light
Could blow this soul right through the roof of the night

There's no sensation to compare with this
Suspended animation, A state of bliss
Can't keep my eyes from the circling skies
Tongue-tied and twisted just an earth-bound misfit, I

2009-07-15T17:58:00.000+10:00

some photos

2009-07-15T17:47:00.001+10:00

Hi and welcome

2009-07-15T17:36:00.000+10:00

Well what is this blog all about? mainly some contemplation, just a bit, but mostly photography of cemeteries, I have always had a deep facination of grave yards and what not since I was a kid, it wasnt until a few years back that I actually steped into one, and ever since, I have been visiting all sorts of grave yards and cemeteries, I do like to take photos, all though im an amature, I do believe a cemetary is a great place to contemplate things and too reflect...