Splinters


"You have the look of a man who accepts what he sees because he is expecting to wake up."

"What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire life. That there’s something wrong with the world, you don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad."

"It is everywhere, all around us, even now in this very room. You can see it when you look out your window, or when you turn on your television, you can feel it when you go to work, when you go to church, when you pay your taxes. It is the world that has been pulled over your eyes to blind you from the truth. What truth? That you are a slave, like everyone else, you were born into bondage, born into a prison that you cannot smell or taste or touch, a prison for your mind."

“What is 'real'? How do you define 'real'? If you’re talking about what you can feel, what you can smell, taste and see then 'real' is simply electrical signals interpreted by your brain.”

"Most people are not ready to be unplugged. And many of them are so inured, so hopelessly dependent on the system that they will fight to protect it."

"Pay no attention to these hypocrites. To deny our own impulses is to deny the very thing that makes us human."

"A déjà vu is usually a glitch in the matrix. It happens when they change something."

"You have to let it all go, fear, doubt, and disbelief. Free your mind!"

Read, and Manifested!

Today, everything was fine, fine, fine
Until roundabout, quarter to nine, suddenly found myself in a bind
Was it something I said? 
Something I read and manifested that's getting you down?
Don't you dare come to bed with that ambiguous look in your eye
I'd sooner sleep by an open fire and wake up fried
Say what you will, say what you mean
No, you could never offend, your dirty words come out clean
Tomorrow, what price will I pay?
Could I make it all up to you by serving coffee for two in bed?
Would you then give me the time of day?
I need a map of your head translated into English
So I can learn not to make you frown
You'd feel better if you'd vent
Put your frustrations into four letter words
And let them out on mine, the most weathered ears in town
So say what you will, say what you mean
No, you could never offend, your dirty words come out clean

But I Believe In Peace, Bitch!


So I want to kill this waitress
She's worked here for a year longer than I
If I did it fast, you know that's an act of kindness..
But I believe in peace, I believe in peace, Bitch!
I believe in peace, I believe in peace
I believe in peace, I believe in peace, Bitch!
I believe in peace...

I want to kill this waitress
I can't believe this violence in mind
And is her power all in her club sandwich?
I believe in peace, I believe in peace, Bitch!
Oh I believe in peace, I believe in peace
I believe in peace, I believe in peace, Bitch!
I believe in peace...

I want to kill this killing wish
They're too many stars and not enough sky..
Boys all think she's living kindness
Ask a fellow waitress, ask a fellow waitress..

Tori Amos, 1994