h4le-bopp:

We know that Dylan was a fan of Atari Teenage Riot, because he draw their logo into his schoolplanner as well he wrote down an lyric-excerpt from their song “Atari Teenage Riot”: “Power for those who can fuck it, Freedom for those can find it, Sex for those who can buy it!”. I don’t know, what releases of them he specificially heard and/or bought, but since the song was on their first Album “Delete Yourself”, I assume that he had that one (the song also was released as a single though).
Anyway, another song on this Album is “Into the Death” and I think the lyrics actually do a good job on catching Dylans mindset.
At first the title “Into the Death” represents what Dylan came to crave the most and during the song it is repeteadly shouted, almost like an order or some sort of brainwashing propaganda. 
Also noteworthy is that the lyrics are calling on the listener to revolt and take violent action, while at the same time emphasize the hopelessness of his situation. I think that is something, Dylan definitive could identifiy with: “Terror worldwide! you can’t run away, you can’t hide! I came to get you! get down (…) There’s no escape from where you coming from; we’re going to the top where we belong!” The “we’re going to the top where we belong!” line almost sounds exactly like something I’d imagine Eric might say to Dylan. 
Some more lines that present what I’m talking about: “Maybe we sit down and talk about the revolution and stuff but it doesn’t work like that! You can’t turn back now, there’s no way back! You feel the power to destroy your enemy!”
Quite some motivating lines when you’re planning an attack, eh? 
And there is another line that almost could be the chore-line of how Dylan felt towards his human life on earth: “Life is like a Videogame with no chance to win…”
But the similarities do not even end here. As you will know, Dylan did not only seek death and destruction during the attack, but believed that he would spend the afterlife in a heavenly place with his love. Well, during one point at the song, the female singer Hanin Elias tells us in a quite erotic voice: “And welcome to my Paradise…there’s no good reason to keep you alive, die die die, my darling…”. The “welcome to my paradise”-line sounds like she is telling the listener, that he will enter the named paradise after death, which kinda reminds me of the 72 virgins that are believed to wait for Martyrs in extremist Islam.

burnandraveatcloseofday:

“Life Is Sweet (Daft Punk Remix)” by the Chemical Brothers.  This is another song from the album Exit Planet Dust (1995), remixed by Daft Punk, and also doodled in Dylan’s planner (JC-001-026462).  This was long, long before Daft Punk became famous on their own with songs like “Get Lucky” and “Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger” (sampled on Kanye West’s “Stronger”).

burnandraveatcloseofday:

“Gave Up” by Nine Inch Nails.  Another song whose (partial) lyrics were found in Dylan’s day planner (JC-001-026470).

Perfect little dream
The kind that hurts the most
Forgot how it feels
Well, almost
No one to blame
Always the same
Open my eyes
Wake up, wake up
Wake up, wake up in flames

It took you to make me realize
It took you to make me realize
It took you to make me realize
It took you to make me see the light

Smashed up my sanity
Smashed up my integrity
Smashed up what I believed in
Smashed up what’s left of me
Smashed up my everything
Smashed up all that was true
Gonna smash myself to pieces
I don’t know what else to do

Covered in hope and vaseline
Still cannot fix this broken machine
Watching the hole, it used to be mine
Just watching it burn in my steady systematic decline
Of the trust I will betray
Give it to me, I throw it away
After everything I’ve done I hate myself for what I’ve become

It took you to make me realize
It took you to make me realize
It took you to make me realize
It took you to make me see the light

Smashed up my sanity
Smashed up my integrity
Smashed up what I believed in
Smashed up what’s left of me
Smashed up my everything
Smashed up all that was true
Gonna smash myself to pieces
I don’t know what else to do

I tried
I gave up
I tried
I gave up
I tried
I gave up
I tried
I gave up
I tried
I gave up
I tried
I gave up
I tried
I gave up
I tried
I gave up

Smashed up my sanity
Smashed up my integrity
Smashed up what I believed in
Smashed up what’s left of me
Smashed up my everything
Smashed up all that was true
Gonna smash myself to pieces
I don’t know what else to do
Smashed up my sanity
Smashed up my integrity
Smashed up what I believed in
Smashed up what’s left of me
Smashed up my everything
Smashed up all that was true
Gonna smash myself to pieces
I don’t know what else to do
Smashed up my sanity
Smashed up my integrity
Smashed up what I believed in
Smashed up what’s left of me
Smashed up my everything
Smashed up all that was true
Gonna smash myself to pieces
I don’t know what else to do
Smashed up my everything
Smashed up all that was true
Gonna smash myself to pieces
I don’t know what else to do

Throw it all away

burnandraveatcloseofday:

“The Perfect Drug” by Nine Inch Nails, another song whose lyrics were written in Dylan Klebold’s day planner (JC-001-026457).  The song is from the soundtrack of one of Dylan’s favorite movies, Lost Highway (as are two Rammstein songs).

I got my head, but my head is unraveling

Can’t keep control, can’t keep track of where it’s traveling

I got my heart but my heart’s no good

And you’re the only one that’s understood

I come along but I don’t know where you’re taking me

I shouldn’t go but you’re wrenching, dragging, shaking me

Turn off the sun, pull the stars from the sky

The more I give to you, the more I die

And I want you

And I want you

And I want you

And I want you

You are the perfect drug

The perfect drug

The perfect drug

You are the perfect drug

The perfect drug

The perfect drug

You make me hard when i’m all soft inside

I see the truth when i’m all stupid-eyed

The arrow goes straight through my heart

Without you everything just falls apart

My blood wants to say hello to you

My fears want to get inside of you

My soul is so afraid to realize

How very little there is left of me

And I want you

And I want you

And I want you

And I want you

[5x]

You are the perfect drug

The perfect drug

The perfect drug

You are the perfect drug

The perfect drug

The perfect drug

Take me with you

Without you

Without you everything just falls apart

Without you it’s not as much fun to pick up the pieces

Without you

Without you everything just falls apart

Without you it’s not as much fun to pick up the pieces

It’s not as much fun to pick up the pieces

It’s not as much fun to pick up the pieces

Without you

Without you everything just falls apart

Without you it’s not as much fun to pick up the pieces

It’s not as much fun to pick up the pieces

It’s not as much fun to pick up the pieces

ericharrisblog:

15 years ago, Dustin Gorton, Dylan Klebold and Eric Jackson filmed the Breakfast Run, where they went to the former Burger King, on April 19th, 1999.

Dylan entitled this video project ‘American Dream’

Song playing in the backdrop “Americana” by the Offspring
Hmm. Ya think Dylan selected it for his last class video?

Well i’d like to tell you all about my dream, it’s a place
Where strip malls abound and DIVERSION’s mere moments away

Where culture’s defined by the
Ones least refined
And you’ll be left behind
If you don’t fit in
It’s all distorted
In americana my way

Well my dream has come true
My vision has come true

Now give me my cable, fast food, four-by’s, tat’s right away
I want it right now cause my generation don’t like to wait

My future’s determined by
Thieves, thugs, and vermin
It’s quite an excursion
But it’s okay
Everything’s backwards
In americana my way

Well my dream has come true
My vision has come true

I’m a product
Of my environment
So don’t blame me, i just work here

My rights are denied by
Those least qualified
Trading profit for pride
But it’s okay
Everything’s backwards
In americana my way

My nightmare has come true
My nightmare has come true
……Yeah, it’s all coming true…..

Published on Youtube – Nov 2, 2013

Former AfA youth poet and Columbine student Dev Adams, talks about her experience in the Phoenix Rising program and reads a recent poem about that experience at the Art from Ashes at the 10th Anniversary Soirée on October 24, 2013, at Skylite Station.

Devon Adams is still very much grappling with the aftermath and ripple effects of the tragedy and losing three friends even today at 31.  She struggles with being on both sides of the fence: friends with the victims – including Rachel Scott and “best friends” with the shooter, Dylan Klebold.  

It’s interesting to note that she mentions someone on Tumblr portraying her as a roleplayer and doing a better job of herself then she would. *g*  I do recall seeing that blog over a year ago and then it was abruptly yanked. 

Another one of his favorite bands was the Chemical Brothers.  And at one point, Dylan talked with Devon Adams about going to one of their upcoming concerts.  But Devon notes, “He obviously never ended up going to it because it came in summer of 1999.”

This would have been the concert they would’ve gone to together at Red Rocks Amphitheatre in 1999

Very Sad..