Archive for August, 2006

Liverpool playing right now

Dunno why I’m blogging this but I’m following the Liverpool v/s Maccabi Haifa match on bbc sports right now.  We won the first leg 2-1, meaning that if we win today, we’re through to the group stages.

UPDATE: GOAL!!! Peter Crouch’s header from a Pennant cross puts Liverpool in the lead after 53min. Looks like we’re going through!

UPDATE 2: 1-1

UPDATE 3: I was dreading this.  No we aren’t behind but the game’s still a draw at 1-1 and there’s 10min left on the clock.  Nail-biting moments, I might add.  If Maccabi scores now, it’ll most probably be added time.

UPDATE 4: 5min left and we’re still tied up.  IN other words we’re going through if the score stays as such.  We are winning 3-2 on aggregate.  I’m actually starting to tremble.

UPDATE 5: We’re in additional time and we’re still drawing.  We are in the group stage if you ask me.

UPDATE 6 (last one): We’re through! We’re through! Full-time score: Liverpool 1 – 1 Maccabi Haifa.  Liverpool win 3-2 on aggregate and progress to the group stage of the Champions League.

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Poetry Thursday (My week 8.0)

by Khalil A. Cassimally

Dream of Elysium

He lays his back on the green grass
And stares at the bue sky
Slowly closing his eyes
Not knowing that what’s above
Is only a mask.

He sleeps under the welkin
Waking up in a world akin,
The celestial city
Elysium is waiting for him
Though this kingdom is nothing but a dream

Let them all dream
Let him contemplate the marvels of his subconscious
Dreams are unique
And we all love something
Only we can feel.

Opening his orb to reality
He wonders whether the place he visited
Is somewhere true
While gazing at the dew,
He had slept through the night
In Elysium, the kingdom.

Let them all dream
Let him contemplate the marvels of his unconscious
Dreams are unique
And we all love something
Only we can feel.

Getting himself onto his feet
Hands wet and sticky
But mind still drifting in Elysium
He looks at the morning sky
It is still as blue as before
Pity, Elysium was indeed but a dream.

Let them all dream
That kingdom of heavens
Where angels reach for your hand
Is the adobe of heroes
Dreams are unique
And so are heroes
In Elysium, he will be happy
Here, he is not.

Let them all dream
Dreams are unique
And he does love something
Only he can feel.

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Some incredible lyrics…

…by KEANE

Hamburg Song [link]
I don’t wanna be adored
Don’t wanna be first in line
Or make myself heard
I’d like to bring a little light
To shine a light on your life
To make you feel loved

No, don’t wanna be the only one you know
I wanna be the place you call home

Crystal Ball [link]
Oh, crystal ball, crystal ball
Save us all, tell me life is beautiful
Mirror, mirror on the wall

A Bad Dream [link]
Baby I’m a man, I was born to hate

I highly recommend KEANE to anybody who loves great music with great lyrics.  I’m in love again people – I listened to this album about nine times during this past week and I even printed a little lyrics booklet.

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Genetically modified pets

This sums it up.

A very nice and simple ezine

Poetry Thursday (My week 7.0)

by Khalil A. Cassimally

Dreams

A light in the middle of the night
A shadow beneath the grey clouds
A candy inside the garbage bin.

A sunset in my heart
A Muscovite in Japan
A phone without pulse.

Abby kissing Warren
A drop amongst the sea
A pen with no ink.

Reality is an illusion
That the mind creates
An illusion which is
As true and false
As the dreams we live in.

A ripple in the lake
An actor among her students
A sob between the orgasms.

A sun under water
A clock which forgets time
A fly that loses its wings.

Dream, my friends!
Because reality is just too ordinary.

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Science poetry that makes me cry

I’m a little bit depressed right now (all too normal, I asure you) and when I read really good poems, I can really cry.

This one poem is just too much, me thinks.

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