The Terrible Writings of Quentin Montejo
Serial experiments on a fallen archangel who only wanted to regain just one wing back
Free of the World. Rain worshipper. Hermit. Tormented mind. Caged spirit. Defiant and eternal enemy of Destiny and Fate. Poet. Scientist. Artist. Daydreamer. He who laughs. Slacker. Sleeper. Romancer of wings and clouds. Fiercely independent. He who is ponderous. Games and anime junkie. Four eyes. Caveman. Nature-lover. He who doesn't think that hard. Non-smoker. Music-junkie. Counter of blessings. Guitar-hugger. He who simply wants what everybody else would like to be in this world and the next -- to be happy.
Monday, April 28, 2008
Word: Quo Vadis
Don't have much of everythin'
Livin' in a corner in Boni that's not much
But I've gots the goods and the mood to match
It's 8 pm and I'm here still on a roll
No sympathies for me for I need none at all
So hear this, good people of the world
I'm no kind, gentle-hearted soul
Sometimes maybe, I am arrogant for my own good
Uttering drama about the past and things I never understood
Still cool despite the never ending rain
For this storm is not something I'll kill with my pain
Coz it's a part of me, kiddo, know that well
I'm too good to be crawlin', too proud to be beggin'
Honor bound to see this all to the very end
Do my best, do what's right, and do it patiently man
But I'm cool, I ain't complainin'
Coz this life don't owe me anythin'
I just borrowed time and it's gonna be good
For this little time I stayed were I stood
My ground is where my dreams at
High they may be but such is the price I pay
If you can, remember me man, won't be long for this stay
Coz tomorrow I might be goin', head up high and prayin'
Dunno what I'll be leavin', but that's for you to say
Let's both see tomorrow and live for better days ...
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