Kategori: Bellman’s brother

Are you satisfied with the content
the content of your life?
Are you content with the satisfaction
the satisfaction of the night?

Content
Content

Contemplate the confiscated hours of a day
Concentrate and find the things that makes it worth to stay

Are you satisfied with the continent
the continent where you spend your life? (li li is a half life)
You are upset and intolerant
Is the future elsewhere always bright?

Content
– don’t look back
– don’t attack
– be faithful
– you have everything you need to be
content
– It’s a fact
we react
ungrateful
take comfort for granted and stop to feel
content

Big brother likes to watch,
but he’s had his overdose of pleasure
when people expose their lives
and their secrets at their leisure.

Be careful what you write.
Will it stand a critical inspection?
Your diary not the net
is the place for personal reflections.

You say you’re afraid of surveillance,
but I know you’ve never been.
The deepest fear within you
is the fear not to be seen.

Monitoring every step
of our life without infiltration.
Our free will and vanity
are the reasons to our situation.

Fly under the radar – Meet a friend face to face.
Fly under the radar – Move to a secret place.
Fly under the radar – Only use cash. They don’t leave a trace
Fly under the radar – like a credit card when someone pays.
Fly under the radar – Turn off your phone and stay alone.
Fly under the radar – Don’t use internet, keep your profile low.
Swim over the sonar – Anyone might watch your moves.
Feel your paranoia grows!

En betraktelse över förändringar i livet.

Start:

Suddenly my life was torn apart
forcing me to a brand new start,
but I don’t know where my steps are leading me.
Still I know the void is worse than falling free.

Sneaking away over night-old ice
with careful steps, fully in disguise.
But the burden of the past weighs my back
and there’s always a risk they are following my tracks.

It’s definetely new.
A new direction in life.
More like reset, than resurrection.
It’s new.
A new way of life.
I have to regret, with less perfection.

Voices are whispering my name
and say: ”Come, we’ll make it all the same!
We’ll give you back the life you didn’t want to leave
if you just give up in everything you believe.”

It’s a perfect time to break up
and a perfect time for breaking down
or maybe both.

Continuation:

I had a place where I belonged.
I had a mission to accomplish.
Now they are gone.

Is this the start of something better
something that will last?
Is this the start of something better
or am I running from the past?
Is this the start of something better
or just a great mistake?
Is this a step into the future
or a step over the edge?

I had a place where I belonged
It was the most quiet place.