Collide Friday, October 10, 2014

Talking to myself
I collide,
in my own
world of madness

(written the 3rd of August 2010)

YUKI, AKA PRISMA TBFKA MUSEUM
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Good Signs & Bad Signs Sunday, April 24, 2011

...just seen a movie, they told me it was hard...
... it may sound crazy, but I didn't find it "that" hard at all.

I'm afraid that's not a good sign.


YUKI, AKA PRISMA

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Soundtrack: Low - Embrace

Silence Monday, June 28, 2010

Silence. I've always hated silence. I hated, when you taught me to cover your screams with music, when you begged me not to listen to you arguing, but I couldn't. Even now, that you've become a haunting ghost, I always have to fill every moment with sound.

Deep down the abyss is calling me, my thoughts have never been so dark and obscure. Loneliness strikes me like millions of wheels riding through my injured body and no scream comes out from my moving lips.

I think of you, in silence... What the hell does this mean?
Silence, unreal silence is not as that of two people standing in front of each other, staring at each other right in their very eyes, nor is it that of two friends embracing one another.
Silence... it kills me like an ice cold knife sawing its way through my wounded flesh... while my ears are silently screaming for sound...

I never thought I would end like her. But that's how I've become.
I have to change my life for good, or make an end to that, at once.
I wish I had the courage to stop this torture...

YUKI, AKA PRISMA TBFKA MUSEUM

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Soundtrack: Us And Them - Pink Floyd

Us, and them
And after all we're only ordinary men.
Me, and you.
God only knows it's not what we would choose to do.
Forward he cried from the rear
And the front rank died.
And the general sat and the lines on the map
Moved from side to side.
Black and blue
And who knows which is which and who is who.
Up and down.
But in the end it's only round and round.
Haven't you heard it's a battle of words
The poster bearer cried.
Listen son, said the man with the gun
There's room for you inside.

I mean, they're not gonna kill ya, so if you give 'em a quick short,
Sharp, shock, they won't do it again. dig it? I mean he get off
Lightly, 'cos I would've given him a thrashing - I only hit him once!
It was only a difference of opinion, but really...I mean good manners
Don't cost nothing do they, eh?

Down and out
It can't be helped but there's a lot of it about.
With, without.
And who'll deny it's what the fightings all about?
Out of the way, it's a busy day
I've got things on my mind.
For the want of the price of tea and a slice
The old man died.

Swing Girl Saturday, January 23, 2010

Up and down
on the same old freaky rollercoaster
Silently watching the tides
come towards you
A step after another,
your trace in the sand
slowly disappears

Pull me, gently
as I sit on that lonely, abandoned swing
I'll let you caress my ears
in a softened sigh
as your music
lifts my soul high

Come with me
in my lonely walk,
take my hand
and look the monster
straight in the eye
'cause it's the only way
to survive...

YUKI, AKA PRISMA TBFKA MUSEUM

Soundtrack: Apx - Fengshu

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"Ode" To My Family Sunday, October 18, 2009

Just wondering how someone can so easily disappear, completely vanishing into the absurd motionless steam of a computerized world.
Her e-mail is still waiting for my answer. What should I say?
I only ask myself why I have been so blind for such a long time. Always craving for her love, me, the little cousin from abroad.
No contacts for such a long time and yesterday that long and painful phone call.
Why did you choose my birthday to cut me with your knife of mistrust and suspicion?
I have my faults, I don't deny that. But it's not me that you should blame for the distance that keeps growing in our family. I just did not want to be judged or criticized again.
But you just don't listen.

I am tired of suffering for you all. I can't repair the damage anymore. Grandma and grandpa are not here now, to tell us how they love us. To keep us together.
I should start to handle with this.
And more than a thousand miles between us are not the real problem, even if sometimes it really is.
I am tired of speaking in a different language. And I'm not just talking about our local idioms.
You just can't understand me. I guess you never did.

You don't even imagine how deep I have become, and not for choice.
And how I long for a big strong family tree.
You should have known, if only you had read my voice.


Venice - The Family Tree [Lyrics]
(Live at the Royal Carré theatre in Amsterdam)

Labyrinth Wednesday, September 23, 2009

What a waste! Can't get rid of this stupid contradiction.
Contradictions are life, never forget this.

But how can I deal with this terrible pain, this fear of abandonment that takes power on my behaviour, imprisoning my stomach?
Don't really know if it's worth going on like this.
I'm talking about this shitty job of vomiting useless words, waiting for an answer that will never come.

Times, they did not come in time.

Just stuck in my world.
I hide.
Waiting for the next tide
for our worlds to collide...


Soundtrack: Bullets - Archive

Come touch me like I’m an ordinary man
Have a look in my eyes
Underneath my skin there is violence
Got a gun in its hand
Ready to make sense of
Anyone anything

Black holes living in the side of your face
Razor wire spinning around your blistering sky
Bullets are the beauty of the blistering sky
Bullets are the beauty and I don’t know why

Personal responsibility

Confine me let me be the lesser of a beautiful man

Without the blood on his hands
Come and make me a martyr
Come and break my feeling
With your violence with the gun to my head
Ready to take out anyone anywhere

Black holes living in the side of your face
Razor wire spinning around your blistering sky
Bullets are the beauty of the blistering sky
Bullets are the beauty and I don’t know why

Personal responsibility

Carry On Sunday, August 30, 2009

Heavyweight.
Your shoulders are aching.
Go ahead. Don't look back.

Shake your head, let your hair flow.
Feel the beat pumping.

Feel it growing, from your feet to your head.
Your stomach is beating, too.

Your neurons are pulsing and your fingers playing.

I've made a mistake. A terrible mistake.
Should have never told you about my past.
I don't even know you.

Two faces. But I like your smile.
Who are you?
Why me?

The city lights are stunning.
My loneliness has grown bigger.
But I've found my piece of paradise.
True friends I can trust.
No fear for disgust.

This night I'm gonna dance with my demon.
The moon is walking on the sea.
I wish I had my bikini with me.

Your name is written on a wall. In black.

A mysterious force, your touch of thought.
Illusion or reality?

Tonight. A cuba libre in my hand and freedom in my feet.

Express yourself through your body and touch the sky, baby.

You can make it!


Soundtrack: Heavyweight - Infected Mushroom

A Damn Thing Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Some say that the best ones always get as much as they give. If this is true, I guess I'm not giving a damn thing.

Some people, instead, give too much. As they need too much.
But this won't do. They won't get more because of their altruistic behaviour. In fact, I believe exactly the opposite.
Thanks to their instinct, most people can feel that you lack something in your life and that's why they'll stay right away from you. It's as if you are asking them too much. Even unwillingly.
Or, and that's the bad news, they'll take all that they can from you. Then they'll leave you down and in the end you'll feel a great void.

No, it's not that pessimistic. Just a slice.

But hey, honey, if no one's looking for you and you're more alone than with other people, start asking yourself why. Don't always just complain about others not being as sensitive as you. Maybe you're not such a pleasurable company. Too bad.

Soundtrack: Take A Walk To The Wild Side - Lou Reed

Farewell Thursday, July 23, 2009

AUDIOPOST BY YUKI AKA PRISMA TBFKA MUSEUM:

Tearing life out of me, burying me alive under your own mistakes, anxious, unconsciously wicked, completely out of control.
Clubbed to death, I wish I could run and be blown away with my worst thoughts.
I wish I'd never came down to earth. I wish you to disappear and fade.
A punch in the wall, my hand's aching.
The taste of hate smells like fear of myself.

Why? Why have I done this to me?
Trying to lead a normal life has been my fault. I am not as all the others.
With you around me, everything will fail and crash down to the ground.
Black spots of mistrust are subtly invading my dreams, spreading like a cancer.

The final escape I'm working at is taking too long.
Energy lacks and nerves are fucked up.
Two weeks are not enough. But the decision is made.
Getting back will be the worst part. I know what to expect.
But this time I don't know if I...


Soundtrack: Clubbed To Death - Rob Dougan

Voice : Yuki AKA Prisma TBFKA MusEum

Thanks to my Demon for the inspiration.

Ghosts And Fireworks Saturday, July 18, 2009

Cool.
Bombs.
Explode.

A punch in my stomach.

This is my life. Not yours.
Why should you bother?

Ghosts and fireworks. Making love in the night.
Without me.
Without you.

Swear. I tell you.
Please.
Swear!

Too late.
I'm all fucked up.


Soundtrack: Club Foot - Kasabian

Breatheless Tuesday, July 14, 2009

No words. Anymore.
Just life, flowing through our veins!

Fading away, in this long lasting dream, dissolving for good.
Unaware of your feelings, you just keep silent.
Watching clouds dance in the wind of your hopeless hopes.
Missing the end of it all, asking yourself why.

No matter what you do, it's in your nature.
Everlasting electrifying feelings search through your body and leave you breatheless.
At night, you find your way through me. I can't help it, you've always been stronger.

I'll love you as well, sweet, dark demon of mine.
When the moon shines I'll embrace you and let you reign o'er me.
But when day breaks, I'll start the fight!

Won't give up, for this lust of life I own.
Just a whisper through my ears: Love me, and I'll be gone!


Soundtrack: Turn To Stone - Electric Light Orchestra

Stop shaking! Monday, June 29, 2009

Just saw you standin' on that dusty road, fighting against your demons.
No words could give you any relief, no funny stories would distract you from your own miserable thoughts.

Where shall we go, now? Which direction will be the best for us to take?
Cryin' to the wind, won't do.

Stop shaking, now.
Breathe it in and breathe it out.

You know you can always cry, your head upon my shoulder.
We're walkin' together, since our souls first came down to earth.
We will always do. No matter how far.


Soundtrack: Toi Et Moi - Tryo
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