What's funny? Funny is watching your roommate attempt to drunkenly explain to his gf, your upstairs neighbors who are a lesbian couple and yourself (a white privileged male) explain that by rejecting the white male privilege mainstream society thrust upon him that he's above reproach. Anarchist lolz
Went to stonefly tonight and ran into a bunch of milwaukee's raddest which was a nice surprise. Even won a round of trivia.
I rarely cry these days/I don't cry that often. I love songs that make me feel so deeply that I unashamedly cry.
This is my church
It stands so tall... proud
and has done for all time
It has no walls
Yet its vast halls
Reach from shore to shore
To whatever shore
You know as your own
We stand as one, we stand alone
We are born
From the same womb
And hewn from the same stone
From the frozen Baltic
I watched sunrise over Athena
I walked the battlefields of Flanders
And saw duskfall at Cintra
Beneath the spires of Sofia
Fields of crosses at Arnhem
Armenius stood tall in Teuteborg
Senatus Populusque Romanus
To the fjords of Hordaland
Shadows of ancient Albion
And to the shore of a 1000th lake
Saint Vitus dance in Praha
Yet when to Ireland we Return
I know that I am home at last
And with every sun that sets
It Takes me nearer to her Earth
Went to stonefly tonight and ran into a bunch of milwaukee's raddest which was a nice surprise. Even won a round of trivia.
I rarely cry these days/I don't cry that often. I love songs that make me feel so deeply that I unashamedly cry.
This is my church
It stands so tall... proud
and has done for all time
It has no walls
Yet its vast halls
Reach from shore to shore
To whatever shore
You know as your own
We stand as one, we stand alone
We are born
From the same womb
And hewn from the same stone
From the frozen Baltic
I watched sunrise over Athena
I walked the battlefields of Flanders
And saw duskfall at Cintra
Beneath the spires of Sofia
Fields of crosses at Arnhem
Armenius stood tall in Teuteborg
Senatus Populusque Romanus
To the fjords of Hordaland
Shadows of ancient Albion
And to the shore of a 1000th lake
Saint Vitus dance in Praha
Yet when to Ireland we Return
I know that I am home at last
And with every sun that sets
It Takes me nearer to her Earth
- Music:Primordial "Heathen Tribes"

