SONGS OF THE DRIFTER

To the tribe

2009-09-23T07:14:23+02:00

The rhythm of equality
Has gone out of time
You and I, children of one sky
Divided through nonexistent lines
You and I, seeds of a lie
Mother I’m yours
You’re not mine
I feel your heartbeat
Your call to the tribe

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Orange mob

2009-09-20T07:28:29+02:00

Orange freaks
Scream and shout
Tainted Dhamma freak show
Universal manifestation of hate
The road to enlightenment is stained in blood
The mob roam wild
Rabid and frothing in their robes
Checkpoints on the road to light
Liberation here comes at a price…

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Beyond the fragments...Glimpses of the here and now

2009-09-18T12:49:32+02:00

Fragments…that’s all they are…every time I even attempt to think about something important everything in my head goes all over leaving me unable to reason anything with myself…and I’ve always questioned everything…I’ve always thought that there are so many layers to everything and I’ve always lost myself in them…

I guess you really cant explain some things…I’m overwhelmed with what I see and understand of the universe and I try to find words to explain it…it’s kind of stupid I guess…and I worry about not being able to make sense of the things going on in my head when my thoughts move to these topics…I guess I shouldn’t be worried…after long periods of confusion I finally understand why this is…and I’m guessing my understanding of not being able understand will evolve…

I’ve had glimpses of the here and now…to be there is pretty cool isn’t? And to be able to live moments of it is better than being completely oblivious to it I say…it might sound like something obscure to some but it really isn’t…it’s the most simple thing anyone can do…to be conscious of yourself and everything around…at times for me this has become really easy…just sit…eyes closed…focus goes to my breathing and its rhythm connects to the forever flowing rhythm of the universe…realization that that they’re both one thing…it’s overwhelming…and not really easy to put into words…

To look beyond the fragmented chaotic thoughts I guess you sometimes just need to stop fighting it, sit down and embrace it…and you could see beyond the fragments…I don’t know if I’m making any sense to the people reading this and that makes sense because I’m trying to explain something that does not have an explanation…something that can’t be described as long as we’re bound to a specific dimension…the only reason I’m writing any of this at all is because I felt like writing after ages and I thought it would help me figure out for myself, what I was thinking…

It’s so simple yet so difficult to explain…and I should stop now…and think about it some more…it’s not always easy to write thoughts down is it?

Until we meet again…

Peace and Love

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A piece of machine

2009-08-22T21:26:01+02:00

This singular consciousness
That is you and I
This glowing pulse
That is us and them
The omniscient web
That is to be
Flickers and weakens like a dying light
When in droves
We stitch shut our eyes

Nothing but a piece of machine
Will you be the piece that falls?

Faith is the weapon
Truth is the game
Survival is the prize
The self inflicted ‘game’ of life

Shut out the voice
That preaches oneness
From a diamond throne

We’re nothing but pieces of machine
Can we be the pieces that fall?

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From perceptions bend

2009-07-21T20:49:41+02:00

Sow the seeds of justice
Upon the blood soaked soil
Collect the milk of the poison trees
And tell them that it’s honey

Reap your reward
The crop is good

Through the eyes of twisted perception
All other eyes are the same
In barbed gloves
The hands of the system
Hold you by the neck
Away from day

A medicated community
Form neat lines
For their daily shot of ignorance
Reality pumped through a needle
Lets trip on choking ourselves with ties

Where eternity ends
Is where is begins
The circle that lies without
Is the one that lies within

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hmmm...

2009-07-10T09:06:41+02:00

If you draw a circle...you know for a fact that you have to begin at a specific point in order to draw it. But once you've drawn it, you don't know from where it began and it's not possible to point to an end...The same can be said regarding the matter of this great circle that we call life...We need to stop trying to figure out where the circle began and stop worrying about where it ends...

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Separation

2009-06-01T19:51:01+02:00

The great illusion of separation
Divides us, yet connects
Together in our ignorance
Let’s walk hand in hand
To the dying celestial light

Measuring the possibilities of love
One would go mad
Lose themselves in its infinity
Drawing lines to the unconditional
Within walls made by our eyes

In the cosmic storm of consciousness
The electric currents flow
Through a mind so tainted
Through a soul so torn

The hypnotic patterns of the elite
The hypnotic patterns of hate
The hypnotic patterns of what is right
Who kills the dying light?
The killers the killers
You and me

In the battlefield of the self
I will fight
For the liberation of the soul
And evolution of the mind

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A Karmic Tribute to Pink Floyd:-)

2009-05-22T08:46:23+02:00

Heyo everyone

I havnt blogged much as of late coz i've been suffering from a fucked up writers block (The longest one i've experienced i think) and i've been just observing the post war chaos...interesting to say the least...None of this shit matters to me you know...fuck the LTTE and fuck the Government...You're both full of shit if you ask me...just take care of the thousands suffering and it's cool...

Anyway this is a snippet from A show that Karmic Sulphur was featured in on Derana...We played three originals and one cover...This was the cover we decided to play coz we figured everyone in Sri Lanka whether they know FLoyd or not knows this song..This is probably the song that we have covered the most from the time we started...Hope we wont do it again...Not coz i have anything against the song of course but I like covering different stuff...which we have done pretty effectively (Our so far covered list ranges from Marilyn Manson to Billy idol:-p)

So anyway...here is us Playing a toned down Version of 'Another Brick in the Wall'

Our tribute to the kings of the trip

Enjoy Folks

Peace and Love

Oh..Ps: Yesterdays Open Mic people were saying things that they hoped they would see or experience amid all the chaos...I would like to say That i HOPE with all my heart that Everyone in Sri Lanka stops just 'Thinking' Love and actually start feeling The Love...

Adios Folks

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A man of the people

2009-05-04T11:21:18+02:00

A bureaucrat hits a beggar, strangles him with his tie, then checks to see if there are stains in his suit and smiles and says to himself, “it’s good to be me baby”, as hordes of people a few hundred meters away are having a celebration of democracy and other great people like himself who are destined to save them all. A child approaches the bureaucrat and tugs at his sleeve. He quickly takes his hand away and once again checks to see if there are stains on his coat sleeve. He then climbs to the top of the stage and smiles upon the thousands of people assembled there with hopeful smiles on their faces.

“My dear people”, he begins. “Today you have all come here….to show your support for a great and noble cause.” “Together, all of us can make a difference.” “Together we can make sure that those other people who don’t believe in what we say SUFFER for their unnatural thoughts.” “Yes I know that I’m a powerful man”, “I have money and influence…but I will be nowhere without the support of my people.” “YES...ALL OF YOU…I LIVE FOR YOU AND YOU ARE THE REASON THAT I AM BREATHING TODAY”, he screams with a psychotic glint in his eye. “I have always been with you, and that will never change”.

The crowd breaks into deafening roars of delight

“WE MUST TAKE THE FATE OF THE PEOPLE INTO OUR HANDS NOW MY FRIENDS”, he continues. “THE TIME HAS COME FOR THOSE TRAITORS WITH UNNATURAL THOUGHTS TO GET THEIR PRIORITIES STRAIGHT.” “And as the man of the people”, he continues, calming down a bit, “I think that you…the people should go out there and tell THEM what you think”, to which the crowd responds with an earth shattering scream. And suddenly, people are running all over, trying to find weapons, torches, anything they can find to go take care of ‘them’. It’s complete chaos.

Way in the back of the crowd, the child who tugged at the bureaucrats sleeve sheds a tear. “Well you told me you would take care of me when you were screaming with my mother on the bed”, he says.

The end?

Maybe a beginning

In the death stained fields
of a businessmans dream
a soul cries liberation

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Soul Fragments

2009-04-21T11:54:19+02:00

I float in fragments
Drifting further away
Into different directions
Thoughts in broken spirals
Questions within questions
The answer is within reach
Far away
Within reach
I reach out
It moves further away

I dwell in what lies within
Yearn for what lies beyond
Bitter realization
I really long for what lies within
What now lies sedated
In a pool of fractured thought

I could once read the writings
Carved on my soul
I can’t understand the language anymore
My tongue is too dry to lick my wounds

In an expanding universe
I’m a stationery empty shell

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New song - listen and comment

2009-04-20T20:00:10+02:00

This should have come a wee bit earlier but what the hey...We (Karmic Sulphur) released a new track a few weeks ago called "Breach" and we sure would like it if all of you listen to it. It's up on our myspace for listening and if you like it, please download it HERE

This by the way is the first time I've figured out how to do THIS...hehe as in display the link through a word...err...woot...

Please feel free to throw whatever comments you have...good, bad...anything

Wishing you all well

Peace, love and Rock N Roll

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2009-04-15T21:11:32+02:00

Run through passages of war
To the garden of peace
To the victor the spoils
A head on a stick will sing

Holy books and holy crooks
Pierce throats with holy hooks
And they have to run home
Before anyone sees blood on their robes

I will spill my blood for you
A hysterical voice screams
I will spill your blood too
If need really be
All for a better tomorrow
For you and for me
But mostly for me

And then tomorrow comes
Bringing a new sun
Stained with more blood
The hysterical voice
Still sounds so sweet
On ears clogged
With centuries of shit

Logic and love
Sat down for a chat
Reason sat between
No one spoke
Till reason fell
And logic punched love in the eye

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Something more on the 29th

2009-03-24T21:11:08+01:00

So the gig on the 29th at Shine will also be the launch of THIS...

Looks cool eh?

Come get a copy:-)

Peace, Love and Rock N Roll

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GIG TIME AGAIN:-)

2009-03-18T09:45:21+01:00

Our last performance was so long ago...and that was an acoustic show...Haven't played an electric set in ages...Cant Wait...Hope You guys can make it...All info is on the poster below...

Check our myspace out at

http://www.myspace.com/karmicsulphur

Peace, Love and Rock N Roll

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New World Mind Fuck

2009-03-14T21:24:45+01:00

I am your priest
And to you I will read
A passage from the gospel of lies

Death is a multicoloured butterfly
That softly flaps its wings
You must be afraid
From now till the end
Infidel

Here’s how the deal works
Peace and freedom will be available to you
Only if you can afford
Flick some magic paper
And watch infidelity fly

Do you wank when you fantasize
Of your twisted new world equations?
Don’t you know?
Realization has a price
We cover costs by feeding the mind
The truth
Glorious
Uplifting
Truth
Pay up
Before inevitable doom

Why must we stand aside and watch
An intoxicated souls struggle?
For the good of all
All that is one
One that is all
That’s what we are
And what they’re not

Can you hear me fucking infidel?

Salvation is within my grasp
It can be within yours

Take these chains of freedom
Tie them around your ankle
But understand
The chains are in your head

It’s nothing but psychology

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The battle of colours

2009-02-26T19:18:54+01:00

The little girl found herself standing in an enourmous field. It just seemed to keep going on and on as well. She could see no end to it. She has never been to this place before. She felt a bit frightened. But it seemed like a beautiful place. “Maybe I’ll play here for a bit”, she thought. “But what to do?”
As she stood there thinking of what she might be able to do in this strange place, she started to hear cries and roars and what sounded like thousands of footsteps coming from both sides. A while later, she saw a men and women running at her bearing weapons upon each other. One side wore green and the other side also wore green but had a different design on their outfits.
She has seen things like this too many times. Her older brother sat in front of their TV and watched this sort of thing a lot. She never liked those movies. It was too noisy and there was too much blood. And she always thought her brother and his friends looked rather silly when they were shouting “DONG DONG” at each other with their toy guns. She knew what was about to happen. She had never felt this afraid. She was trapped in the middle. Covering her face in her arms, she fell weakly onto the ground and crouched down into the smallest ball she possibly could, she was crying like she had never cried before.
She heard it like the opening notes to a horrible song. Bangs and explosions pierced her ears. But nothing happened at all. None of them seemed to be touching her. After waiting a considerable time in that exact position, she decided to look up. What she saw made her heart explode with wonder.
The men and women in the green suits were firing their weapons at each other and throwing bombs at each other. But instead of the fire she saw in her brothers’ films, these men and women were firing weapons that fired bursts of colours. Thousands of colurs crisscrossing the sky as she looked above her head. Bombs exploded around her that sent showers of flowers with even more colours flying all over the air. It was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. And she was standing right in the middle.
Letting out an almost hysterical scream of glee, the little girl started running through the colours, laughing with happiness as she spun around the colours making them swirl around her. She picked up flowers and started throwing them into the air again as high as she can. Her little contribution to this little “battle” that was taking place.
As she was running around the field, trying to spot every bit of colour her eyes can see at once, they f ell on a figure that she had not seen in a long long time. He was one of the men firing their guns of colours all over the place. She screamed for joy again at the sight of him and started running towards him at full speed. The colours and the flowers didn’t hurt her. She was safe.

She ran and ran …..

With a start, the little girl woke up. The room was dark. And her mother was sleeping facing away from her. She poked her saying excitedly, “Ammi, I saw thathi again”. Her mother who was in fact not asleep but awake and thinking about her husband flinched at her daughters words. Her mind was too exhausted to hear about her daughters’ latest nightmare of her father surrounded by vicious looking people. She turned around and said as calmly as possible “You can tell ammi about it tomorrow, I’m very tired now”. Kissing her on the forehead she watched her daughter closing her eyes again sadly.
The little girl would not remember her dream tomorrow. Her mother would never know about the amazing things she witnessed. She fell back to her sleep but it wasn’t an uneasy sleep like what it usually has been. The dreams didn’t bother her again that night as she slept feeling happier than she had felt in weeks.

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Karmic Sulphur - No Potential (Live studio Jam)

2009-02-22T12:27:40+01:00

Greetings all

Well We haven't released any new music or played any shows recently and making up for it by putting up a badly videoed clip of a song from one of our practice sessions is a really lame way of making up for it...buuuuuuuuuuuut...Well this is just to say that we're still around and we're still jamming together (A lot of people have asked me in the past few months whther KS has split up)

Of course this was also an act of of my juvenile mind wanting to use my new camera:-p

It's kinda dark and the audio quality is not that great...And there's a bit of feedback from the amps...sorry aboot that...

Hope you guys enjoy...

or at least hope it gets your attention in some way

Peace and Love

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Enviromentally Destructive Patriots????

2009-02-19T09:17:07+01:00

As i was ridng to work today after my morning soosthi, I was hoping I wouldn't come across something that would kill my trip so soon...I mean I know it's inevitable at some point but I was thinking not so soon...

And what do I see on the roads?

Hundreds of little Sri Lankan flags criss crossing the streets tied to the electric poles. Well everyones going on this "Raise your flag to show your love to the country" trip these days and I'm totally fine with it...If you really wanna do it then by all means do it...But the flags were PLASTIC...Yeah that material that is not bio degradable...They were all over the place the same way those white strips are put up during funerals..

In this absurdity, I once again ask...How exactly do you define ones love for the country?

GO SRI LANKA...The armed forces are winning the war so lets pay tribute to our motherland by destroying the environment with plastic flags all over...

Hurray to the plastic patriots

Wave that plastic flag proudly

And watch our mother die

Because of your plastic fucking stupidity

That's patriotism For you...Sheesh

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Triloka Vijaya (Triumph of the three worlds)

2009-02-18T07:21:39+01:00

Standing here
From the center of my existence
Eyes I never knew open
And I see two worlds on both sides
Devas on my left
Asuras on my right
I stand in the middle
Together we smile

Victory lies in unity
It lies not in pride

In hazes of light
No illusions of the divine
Just the real picture
But we’re just ‘banged up to the eyes’

Unity lies in harmony
It lies not in hate

To the music of the spheres
We dance and sing
We are the self made of mind
The joyful affirmation
Of truth and of life

Victory lies in unity
It lies not in pride
Unity lies in harmony
It lies not in hate

In Harmonic celestial voices
The three worlds sing
Of triumph over ego
Disassociation of will

Join our celestial dance
Sing our celestial song
Turn the anguished mind
Save it from the wrong

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HAPPY FUCKIN FRIDAY THE 13TH EVERYONE:-):-):-):-)

2009-02-13T06:32:54+01:00

Friday the 13th...Strange day...13...strange number...But why??? yeah yeah i've read the history of the number 13 and friday the 13th and yadi yadi yada...But seriously...Why do we go on and on about it? Like dont go out on friday the 13th...carry lucky charms if you do go out but it's better if you dont go out because something fucked up is going to happen...There are hotels that dont have a 13th room and buildings that dont have a 13th floor...I always thought all of this was rather far fetched...

I think there's nothing unlucky about the number 13...But the day? I actually do think that friday the 13th is a bad day...But it's not because of the history or the myth that sorrounds the number 13...it's all of us...A lot of people are convinced that friday the 13th is a bad and unlucky day and that has actually taken a toll on the cosmic order of things...Think about it...So many people all over the world freaking out and thinking something fucked up is going to happen...Friday the 13th has just simply become a day that attracts bad energy and bad vibes...So much of bad energy being generated from all over the place...Hell man something bad is bound to happen...

The point i'm trying to make here is just how ridiculous it is to sorround ourselves knowingly with so much of bad energy...Why must people insist on doing this?

So i think we have to start changing this silly perception...Dont Go around in fear and gloom on friday the 13th...Dont serve the occassion by wearing your darkest clothes and warning people that it's friday the 13th...Chill out...Be Positive...and Give other people that positive energy...Or at least try...Just try to generate Love and light and happiness around instead of Fear and darkness and superstition that usually comes along with this day...

It's really silly that we have to fear a day that is neither longer nor shorter nor any more fucked up than any other day...It's just a day man...I mean if the last supper consisted of 14 people the unlucky day would be friday the 14th...So do you see how silly it is?

So I end this post urging everyone who reads this to try to generate as much positivity around you as possible...It will Work...If anyone tries to warn you about it just hug them and say i love you or something if all else fails...

HAPPY FRIDAY THE 13TH EVERYONE

Peace and love

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Mirror mirror in my soul (The biggest fool of them all)

2009-02-11T12:10:03+01:00

Hey you in the mirror
What have you to say?
Is the world in there better than mine?
So why do you look so grey?

You’re in the mirror, what do you see?
You actually look greyer than me
I’ve always wondered what goes on
Inside your world so forlorn

I’m no mirror
I’m grey because of you
You depress me so much
With your wretched gloom
I want to torture you
By throwing your stupid frame around
So you’ll suffer in that square
And puke all your bullshit out

You stupid misguided child
Who are you trying to fool?
You stand there in your square
And accuse me of being you

You’re bent out of shape
But the mirror still remains straight
Poor little fool
I’ll pray in my nightmares for you

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To the pieces of a broken peace

2009-02-06T11:36:22+01:00

To the pieces of a broken peace
They raise their goblets in the air
And scream in praises to the bullet shrine
To a god no longer there

Wings of freedom that refuse to fly
They find laughter in the innocents cry
To live or not to be
Will death indeed set me free?

Knee deep in the waters of madness
Watching the levels rise
Cup your hands, take a swig
Before you sink any further

The robotic patterns
Of rusting mechanical minds
Why must you keep oiling them?
What here do you hope to find?

They paint the broken pieces
For the ignorant, for the blind
And dance with their freedom masks
Around a fragile mind

To the pieces of a broken piece
Raise your fists in the air
And scream in praises of holy blood
To the god that is no longer there

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Truth

2009-02-01T19:50:09+01:00

Drowned in the waters
Eyes had no life
Staring into skies
Bent and blurred sight
Teach me how the world was made
The truth
Through my eyes
Someone else’s stupid lies

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patriot this and traitor that...Why dont you just fuck yourself?

2009-01-27T10:06:05+01:00

What does it mean exactly to be a patriot? Is it lighting crackers when we hear about the military advancing? Is it raising the Sri Lankan flag in your home to tribute the armed forces? Is it changing your facebook profile picture into the Sri Lankan flag to show your respect for them? If these things are what create a patriot, then I guess I’m a fucking traitor.
I love my country. Make no mistake about it. I’m fucking proud to have been born in Sri Lanka. I wouldn’t have wanted to be born anywhere else. But that’s where my love ends. I hate the people running this country, I hate the different social/religious factions in the country and I simply hate the delusional fucks who so strongly believe that they who abide by the rules of government propaganda are the true patriots of this country and anyone else who might have a different opinion about the love they feel are traitors. In short I hate most people in this country.
I hate the so called patriots who turn a blind eye to the murder of their own brothers and sisters. Children of one soil. I hate the so called Buddhist leaders who exploit Buddhism in the worst possible way. Sri Lanka technically is a Buddhist country. Buddhism preaches unconditional love and understanding toward all living beings. It says love even your enemies. It says violence can never be resolved by violence. But here we see bald men in orange robes (I refuse to call them Buddhist priests because they’re not) generating messages of hatred and anger. I have seen Buddhist parents feeding poison into their childrens minds…Make them feel like they’re better than the rest…How is that Buddhist in any way?
I love my country, I hate what we of the country have become. Monsters who have no capacity of understanding.

Your love for a country is NOT based on how you feel about the flag, your feelings about it’s leaders or it’s so called culture. I’m not denying Sri Lanka of it’s glorious history but seriously, if you think that what we have now reflects on that culture….pffft…you’re even more fuckin delusional than I thought.

-LBB-

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Activist commits public act of civil disobedience (War against prohibition)

2009-01-22T20:00:33+01:00

This is Amazing

In December 2008, 18 year old freedom and liberty activist Andrew Carroll issued press releases (especially to the police) announcing that he will possess marijuana as an act of civil disobedience. The noteworthy factor here is that Andrew doesn't smoke weed. He planned this demonstration to prove the absolute stupidity of being arrested for something that does not in any way disturb the peace or hurt any other human bieng. To see the press release, go to http://freekeene.com/2008/12/08/activist-to-possess-marijuana-in-public/

Then andrew went on to promote his demonstration with the help of underground press in the area like the website of the above link...

On January 10th 2009, Andrew spoke at a rally in the town of keene, New hampshire...He possessed a bud of marijuana and the police, who were obviously informed of his act, arrested him...you can watch the video here...

This also got a "Free Talk Live" show host charged with promoting "Civil Disobedience"...For blogging about civil disobedience...

Absolutely insane and impractical yeah....But this kid deserves an award in my opinion...It really proves how stupid it is to arrest someone for possessing marijuana...especially since it's perfectly fine to drown ourselves in alcahol and act like fuckin lunatics...

What a silly world we live in

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IT'S CHILLUM TIME:-):-):-):-)

2009-01-21T21:33:23+01:00

Greetings all

Bought myself a chillum today...well yesterday rather...I've always been curious about these smoking devices after reading about them so when i saw that they were for sale at Uyana (love that place) when i went there to buy my monthly (or what i hope would be monthly) supply of rolling paper, I just had to get one...And hooo boy I am not regretting it...It's a beautiful thing and it smokes like a charm...it hits really well but it's not that harsh...actually has a nice taste (Which i guess has more to do with the MJ) and is not at all harsh on the chest...smooth smoke:-)

I'm looooving it

Well I'm off for another hit

Keep trippin everyone

Peace

PS: Hope you like the piccies...I'm no fancy photographer though...i'm still trying desperately to figure out my new camera:-s

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Goosebump moments - Heaven & Hell - Children Of The Sea(live)

2009-01-16T11:22:43+01:00

Alright so for those of you who might not know, black sabbath (yes yes the godfathers, the wizards that started it all) reunited recently with the great ronnie james dio on vocals (as the original sabbath frontman Ozzy Osbourne is too busy with his reality shows and what not). Dio replaced Ozzy on vocals first in 1980 if i'm not mistaken. after which they released the album "Heaven and Hell". other sabbath studio albums with dio on vocals were "The Mob Rules(1981)" and "Dehumanizer(1992)". well anyway, i recently watched Heaven and Hell (Which is what they're callin the new band) on a DVD of a concert in 2007.... unfuckinbelievable....Dio certainly isn't the same as he was vocally 35 years ago but fuck man the guy is 66 years old!!! watching this concert, i thought it's really appropriate that his name is Dio (Which translates to god)...wow..at that age...oh and of course Tony Iomi is fuckin amazing as well...the whole band is...here's a video of one of the songs from that concert...If you like it i suggest you find and watch the entire thing to feel it properly...

Enjoy

Peace, Love and Metal baby

\m/

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In pursuit of the nothingness, in pursuit of happiness...

2009-01-08T08:02:16+01:00

Note to readers – This is not a suicide note. As you will see from the post that follows, if I were to indeed want to kill myself (which I don’t want to) I wouldn’t be writing this post or any other post for that matter. These are just thoughts that have been building in my head these past few weeks, which is a result of the chaotic events that have been unfolding around me all this time.

Peace can be found in the nothingness from which we came. I’ve been thinking about this as of late. It sounds pretty logical to me. But to go back to that nothingness means to destroy peace for someone else, but why must there be those ties that bind us to all these material things? No offence to sentimentalists. I don’t think I’m being an anti sentimentalist by any means but I have been accused of it many times. I think I’m just honest. Even friendship is material is it not? Now I don’t want any of my friends to get offended. I love all of you and I would do anything for any one of you at the drop of a hat. But the fact remains that friendship is just another material thing that binds us through cosmic strings to things that we sometimes might not really want to be connected to. It’s all confusing really.

If peace can be found in the nothingness, happiness is only a blade or a bullet or a noose away. Religions tell us that suicide is wrong. That your entry to the good place will be sealed shut if you do so. Why is this? it’s apparently because no one but the big brother in the attic has the authority on your life and you should not mess with his plans for you. But what if your urge to kill yourself is also a ‘sign’ from the attic? Then what? Well I don’t believe in the attic and I don’t believe in the basement in any case but this is what I have heard from many people who do believe in the attic and the basement. I don’t think it makes sense.

The afterlife in my opinion is heavily misunderstood. This was something I realized a long time ago after a conversation with one of my dearest friends in the whole world and my one and only hardcore stoner buddy who is no longer in Sri Lanka (miss you speevee). Now what happens after you die is one of the worlds favourite topics. Now I have had many a conversation with many people who have given me different theories on the afterlife. The most common things being;

1. The soul lives eternally after the body expires
2. It either goes to attic where everything is bright and cheery, or they go to the basement where it is also bright with the light of eternal fire.
3. There are also those who believe that they are born over and over again in the world as different things depending on the way they live their life.

Now with regard to the soul, I don’t know why people insist that the soul is eternal. What if it’s not eternal? What if the soul too lives for a certain period like the body and then dies as well. I have heard arguments for this statement such as “but the soul can’t die”…Why can’t it die? “Because it’s eternal”….do you know what the soul is? “………………………………………………………………………….”

I’m certainly not saying that I know what the soul is. And like all debates about the after life what I’m saying is absolutely positively USELESS. But an opinion doesn’t hurt eh?

To me the soul is a collection of your thoughts and feelings. It’s what creates the person you are. This is a rather vague description I know but I am yet to go into absolute detail on the soul…I guess I’ll do that soon. My point here is that the soul could very possibly have a lifetime of it’s own that is decided by the way it lives while having a physical body. After that…well you would just cease to exist in the world. Physically and spiritually. Why is that so hard for people to accept as a possibility?

We know that the body turns to dust and rejoins the earth after its death. It becomes a part of what created them. I think the same can be said for the soul. It doesn’t really need to turn to dust. The soul, like the body will disintegrate and who you were will become a part of something else. It doesn’t necessarily have to be a person or animal. It can be anything. A rock, a tree…a bedsheet. Whatever. But the person you were would just cease to exist. In all aspects. That is the ultimate peace in my opinion.

People fear death even more than pain. It's strange that they fear death. Life hurts a lot more than death. At the point of death, the pain is over. Yeah, I guess it is a friend...” –Jim Morrison-

Yes I do think that peace can be found in the nothingness from which we came.

Guess this is my first post for the year…woo hoo

-LBB-

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The angel with bloodshot eyes

2008-12-29T09:45:13+01:00

The angel with bloodshot eyes
Sat down to watch
Alter egos in play
He saw a sinner become a saviour
As the night became day

He looked at the water turning to blood
The divine miracle flood
Greedy children jumped for joy
With their straws ready to drink

He asked an invisible presence
‘Man what the hell is this?’
‘I tried to talk to these strange folk’
‘But man they treated me like piss’

The angel with bloodshot eyes
Sat on the top of a grave
He hung his head down
And looking at the ground
He saw the earth give way
He spread out his wings
Sang his last goodbye
And sadly flew away

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Aaaaah getting back on stage after aaaaages:-):-):-):-)

2008-12-16T05:49:08+01:00

Fuck

Its been ages since we last performed...Its been ages since i got to let go...I hate it...hate not being on stage...Karmic Sulphur has nevertheless been busy all these gig less months...V'v recorded six songs for our first record...I have to put vocals on one song again though so that hasn't been done as yet...and we have been practicing and composing new music...We're working currently on a song called "voyage in changing circles"...one of my poems that i found an appropriate lyric to this piece of music the guys were jamming...and the next attempt is to build on a riff that our guitarist has come up with and recorded on his PC when he was bored..well its not a riff its several...so that will be the next song...I already have an idea for this...Another poem i wrote ages ago called "Flight of the pig"...Hopefully that works out...hehe

I'm exited about these new songs because because I wasn't with Karmic Sulphur from the beginning so most of the songs we currently play wern't written by me and the music was made long before i joined obviously...Apart from the two songs i mentioned, We have two complete songs after I joined...One titled "Jam the Method" and the other titled "The paper burns slow"...

Anyways back to the point...We have been asked to play for a Show called "Hangloose"...On the 22nd of December at The Sky Lounge, which apparently is on the roof of the Tigo Zone or Tigo Tower or something...Oh yeah and it's on a monday..Not my idea of a good gig day but hey man...We're still itching to get up there...One more thing i should mention is that this show will be an acoustic one...We havnt played acoustic with the new KS lineup before...Only acoustic show we were supposed to play before this we never got to play because i was kicked out of the venue...err for the possession of illegal substances...Which was of course the Holy leaf...

Hangloose will kick off at around 4.30 in the evening...We willl be playing alongside Wagon park and Cannabis....both quite tripped put bands so should be rather fun...

So Come and chill out and listen to some toned down music...even though it is a monday...hehe...

Wow...I dont even remember what it's like to be on stage anymore...It's my favourite experience in the world...way better than any drug...for me anyway...For that short period I feel like i own the world..I can do whatever the fuck i want...Go absolutely NUTS!!!! I've never felt happier in my life than when I'm performing...doesnt matter to who i'm performing either...ten people or a thousand people are the same for us...heh it's amazing how much being able to create and perform music means to me...I wouldnt be doing a job if i wasn't playing in a band...I mean What would be the point of making a living?? Only thing that motivates me to get up and go to work everyday is my band...If I never Found likeminded people to play in a band with I'm pretty sure i'd either be dead or doing heroine...or in jail...I dont see a point of a life without music...Wow this was supposed to be me inviting all of you for a gig but turned out to be all personal...Well I should stop now before hurting anyone

So anways try and make it to the SKy Lounge on the 22nd

Peace

-LBB-

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