but he knows what music is
he doesn't know what music is
but he can make music
this is logic
and this
is why
my passion
my voice
my being
is mystical
opus 77
rp: instrumental programming
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14 comments:
Behold!
My ideas are music.
Life is the melody.
My words are the rhythms.
The universe is my symphony.
For I have climbed inspired
From cradle
To mount cave,
From fire, to words,
Wheel, steel,
And to flights
Furthest heights
Aspired.
if your art is true
(and not a lie)
perform it:
Chai House/8 - 10pm
Wed, May 30, 2007,
or
if it's false
babysit
The Parasites of Consciousness
They question me
To lessons learn
But pay no fee
Nor wits return.
not a question
a choice
lie or truth?
perform or babysit?
the pegues project performance rules:
performers must wear all black,
no talking during the performance
except poetry
payment = the experience of sharing
the stage with rp, exposure, learning the truth, 2 drink tickets
Bought and Paid
Our deal’s been sealed
You paid my pay
A deal’s a deal
As A is A
is tomorrow May 30th?
I thought a was a...
but after candy's green
a is b huh?
Too Casually
For some three things seem
Better than Candy’s green:
Her ass of dreams
And Candy’s creams
..divulging confidential corporate
information is grounds for immediate
dismissal...
I loved it. Very nice composition, I even liked the solos. Great job.
When will this be available in "to go" packages? When is the '07 Rodger Pegues disc coming out?
I heard that you might be going overseas to do some gigging; Is there any truth to that and will your CD be done by then?
Please keep everyone posted as to when the big release date will happen.
Kind regards,
DKB
Bulging confidential corporate ass was the immediate grounds of your missile
Rand on Jordan
In the delicate, exacting, infinitely strenuous process of reason, there is one deadly consideration man must escape, a trap which, once closed upon him, stops the process dead: the conception of other men as authority. If, at any point in the process, man makes a step because others tell him to, if he accepts a conclusion based on nothing but the unexamined pronouncement of others, if that alien judgment assumes the role of an unquestioned ruler in his mind—his rational process is ended (in this specific instance).
It does not matter whether the idea he accepted is true or false. The act of substituting the word of others for one's own judgment is an act of suspending one's rational faculty—the primary act of man's self-destruction.
From the Journals of Ayn Rand
An Apology and Poetic Justice
A philistine gem-jargon rhyme
And now my friendships are a mess
Though I called first thing this morning time
And apologized to Tesse
And again I tried to apologize
But before it could take place
“Bitch,” Felecia vocalized
“Get the fuck out of my face!”
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