to destroy a home

There is a house built out of stone
Wooden floors, walls and window sills…
Tables and chairs worn by all of the dust..
This is a place where I don’t feel alone
This is a place where I feel at home…….

Cause, I built a home
for you
for me

Until it disappeared
from me
from you
And now, it’s time to leave and turn to dust……..
Out in the garden where we planted the seeds
There is a tree as old as me
Branches were sewn by the color of green
Ground had arose and passed it’s knees

By the cracks of the skin I climbed to the top
I climbed the tree to see the world
When the gusts came around to blow me down
I held on as tightly as you held onto me
I held on as tightly as you held onto me……

Cause, I built a home
for you
for me

Until it disappeared
from me
from you

And now, it’s time to leave and turn to dust……..

”To Build a Home” by Cinematic Orchestra

facebook movie?

It looks like another tacky Hollywood movie taking advantage of a mainstream phenomena of today. But ”social network” is hardly about ”facebook” . It is simply about the way people’s relationship turn out in extreme situations such as getting ridicilously rich when you are 21.

One way or another facebook is in all our lives; I was just really curious what went on in Mark Zuckerberg’s life. The movie gives an interesting point of view to ivy schools. Instead of framing Harvard people into bunch of really smart nerds, you see incredibly bright people capable of shaping today’s society. And JT character rocks.

The Best Classic Ever!

Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way.
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way.

Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain.
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today.
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you.
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun.

So you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it’s sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again.
The sun is the same in a relative way but you’re older,
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death.

Every year is getting shorter never seem to find the time.
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
The time is gone, the song is over,
Thought I’d something more to say.

Home, home again
I like to be here when I can
And when I come home cold and tired
Its good to warm my bones beside the fire
Far away across the field
The tolling of the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spells.

Mischief Night (2006)

One of the most entertaining, clever and uplifting movies in British comedy world. The beat of the film keeps you up for the entire time and consistently cheer you up. The other side of British life is narrated with dark humor. It is amazing that the term ”cool”  must be made for British high-temper.  The trailer will be tempting.