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#MOSIAC BROKEN HEARTS
chakazard · 2 years
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There are so many songs in Ezra Furman's catalog that hit exactly that spot I'm looking for in music.  The most recent one I've become entranced by is "Temple of Broken Dreams" from her newest release, All of Us Flames.
Was the human heart broken by design?  Were the shattered pieces of the ten commandments the first mosiac?  Is it ok to cut your own hair in the bathroom of a diner?  These questions and more are some of the ones asked, either directly or indirectly, and possibly even answered on the brilliant song "Temple of Broken Dreams" by Ezra Furman which has quickly found its way into a deep compartment of my (assuredly broken from the start) heart, the way her songs tend to do.  (It can share a room with "Point Me Towards the Real" and live across from "Evening Prayer" and "My Teeth Hurt" from the previous perfect album, Twelve Nudes).  
Although I don't travel much and still live 10 minutes from my childhood home, lately I find myself drawn to songs about traveling, new beginnings, liminal spaces.  The feeling of only belonging to places which are not permanent, of only embodying something when nobody is looking straight at you, of only being yourself when you are somewhere in between different incarnations of the self.  The waitress has set a table for me in one of the most comfortable settings imaginable, a diner, possibly on my home island unless she's referring to a different Southhampton.  I have rarely had my hair cut in the last twenty years, but I  often find my reflection wondering if it wouldn't look better if I did so, and I feel like I would be far more likely to spontaneously do so in a diner bathroom I've never been before than at a barber in my town.  
Like Pat the Bunny, maybe god is not the right word but I believe in you.  So substituting postcards to prayer is a beautiful concept to me, raising the life saving connections between people that are so easily put aside or forgotten in the moment to the level of the holy.
I love these songs that translate thoughts I've had but never defined into words.  A collection of the shards that I can save, indeed.  I'm starting to tear up reading the words to the second verse as I type this.  So much of life is this futile battle to defeat life itself, because there is no way to be alive without feeling deep emotional pain and separation but it is through that separation that we find truth.  Or something like that, just go listen to the song!
And in the 3rd verse, after pausing to note that I too drive a Chevy, the line that give me chills.  "Just because those dreams are shattered doesn't mean that they can't matter."  Fucking blow that up and spray paint it on every building you can find.  I love the "we're all bugs frozen in amber" too.  It’s the rare absolute statement that works.  Everyone trapped in their own moment, everyone’s internal mental clock moving at different rates while we try to compare the external that will somehow never match.  Everyone traveling towards something even if we don’t know it.  Everyone traveling away from something even if you try to stay.  Hoping eventually we can find the other ones whose energy builds ours up and gives us the strength to cut our hair in the bathroom.  Mingling our dreams with one another’s and trying to see if they mix.  And never letting go of the shattered dreams and the broken hearts. It’s not our faults, it’s how the world and our brains work.  Maybe if we hold on to them we’ll figure it out.  Maybe at least we’ll find some great songs.  Like this one.
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duck-era-lexi · 3 months
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so you were never a saint, and i loved in shades of wrong we learned to live with the pain, mosiac broken hearts
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pippa-fitz-amobi · 7 months
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so you were never a saint, and i loved in shades of wrong, we learned to live with the pain, mosiac broken heart.
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gutslive · 3 years
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can you believe miss swift gave us state of grace which is the best song of all time?
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konigsprinzessin · 2 years
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Can I ask something angst with a happy ending with doc.
hi anon! how you're doin well. not sure if this may have been exactly what you wanted but feel free to request again nonetheless!
forgiveness in the library | gustave kateb
"you broke me and now out on the field and now you expect me to follow you around like a lost puppy?!" his voice was disappointed and strained. now, if the factors were different i'd smile at his broken english and tug fun at him without intentionally being mean. i followed him into his study which was also his "safe room" where he went were he was feeling stressed. the room was slowly turning into a library with gustave's myriad of novels and black and white sketches of illustrations of a variety of medical practices. the darken acadia door slammed in front of my face, inches away from the tip of my nose. staring at the door my mind thought of a thousand questions. gustave has never acted in such an...aggressive way before? i let out a sigh, the sudden burst of air escaping my lungs at once felt all too real. i could hear him mumble something under his breath in his native french.
the door suddenly swung open in front of me. thank god i backed up a few steps. "come in." gustave spoke bare audibly. "we need to talk, mon amour." he closed the door behind me a small click closing and locking the wooden doors together.
"i'm sorry-" were the only words i were able to mange out of my mouth before getting interrupted by the french man.
"no, (y/n). please." he sighed heavily his lip quivering as he meandered to one of the bookshelves farthest away from where i was located close to the door i just entered through. his tan fingers carefully flipped through a book titled in french that i couldn't understand. his full undivided attention was focused on the pale snow white paper on a background of dark black paint as he balanced the back of the green cover book in the palm of his hand. i watched in silence debating whether i should approach the doctor and look for warmth in comfort in his brown eyes or turn and make my exit to leave him along in his wandering thoughts.
i made me decision in the seconds after i discussed with myself what i should do. i walked over the white polished mosiac tiled floor keeping my lips sealed and staying silent. i wormed myself under the cover of the book, enwrapping my arms around the torso of the older man, a silent tear dropping from the corner of my glossy watery eyes. i regretted everything. now only understanding how lucky i was that no one got killed- especially not him. his fingers stopped moving through the scratching old faded pages as his hands moved to covering the old book. the smell of old books and lavenders filled my nose in turn made me smile at the comforting scent. his finger entangled themselves in my hair, gentle tugging at the roots of my hair, rubbing the back of my head.
i apologized once again, promising gustave that i would never do something so stupid once again.
"please don't. i don't want anyone to suffer from any mistake made." he moved slightly to place the book back in it's respective place on the shelf. his words were tough love on my soul but at the end of the day he knew what was best for me-for all of us on the team. "i'm sorry for being so harsh earlier, you know how it is." he paused exhaling a deep breathe like his mind was scanning the multitude of novels in his mind for the correct word to describe his emotion in the very moment we were both encaptured in. "i'm very stressed, mon chéri." to my dismay he pushed away lightly. the feeling of his warmth being ripped away caused my heart to break slightly.
"are you mad?" the question was simple. i didn't have to force myself to frown as the emotion displayed on my face was true and raw.
"absolutely not." he let out a chuckle in amusement, brining me back into his arms "how can i be mad at such an adorable little thing like you." he cupped his hands around me cheeks ultimately squishing them together. he let out another heart laugh that i adored and missed dearly in the high tension moment. "being mad at you is like being unproductive. nothing gets done and i feel like shit." he stuttered in english earning a slight snicker from me.
"i'm glad." i replied in a soft tone. "i'll let you be for however long you need. i'll put a movie on and then we can cuddle later when you're finished with work."
"the work can wait-" he kissed the top of my forehead. i stayed still listening to the rhymical beat of his golden heart.
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apureillusion · 3 years
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we learn to live with the pain, mosiac broken hearts
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londonsboy · 3 years
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WE LEARNT TO LIVE WITH THE PAIN MOSIAC BROKEN HEARTS
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sprnklersplashes · 4 years
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1. Ours 2. Welcome to New York 3. Out of the woods 4. Bad blood 5. State of Grace
I am so sorry with how late this is.
Ours- “people throw rocks at things that shine”
WTNY- “everybody here wanted something more/searching for a sound we hadn’t heard before”
OOTW- “two paper airplanes flying and I remember thinking”
Bad Blood- “band aids don’t fix bullet holes”
State of Grace- “we learn to live with the pain/mosiac broken hearts”
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storiesoftaylor · 2 years
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State of Grace (Taylor's Version)
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Written by: Taylor Swift Produced by: Christopher Lowe & Taylor Swift Length: 4:55
While promoting the new album [the first time ;)] on Good Morning America, back in 2012, Taylor described this song as "falling in love". In the clip, she says, "I wrote this song about when you first fall in love with someone, all the possibilities. And, you know, kind of thinking about the different ways it could go. And it's a really big sound, to me this sounds like falling in love in an epic way."
This song is very widely believed to be about Scarf Bou. Like the majority of this album.
HIDDEN MESSAGE IN THE LYRICS: "I love you doesn't count after goodbye"
The hidden message alone lets us know that this is about Voldemort. It's a reoccurring theme that really pissed her off about him, as it should. She sings about him not telling her he loved her until it was over in multiple songs: All Too Well (10 Minute Version) (Taylor's Version) (From The Vault), I Almost Do (Taylor's Version), We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together (Taylor's Version), The Last Time (Taylor's Version).
[Verse One] I'm walking fast through the traffic lights Busy streets and busy lives And all we know is touch and go Touch and go means you aren't really sure if it's gonna last, or where it's going. Like when someone says someone's health is touch and go, it's usually not a good thing. We are alone with our changing minds We fall in love until it hurts or bleeds Or fades in time
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[Chorus] And I never (I never) Saw you coming And I'll never (Never) Be the same
[Verse Two] You come around and the armor falls Pierce the room like a cannonball Now all we know is don't let go In like medieval times the soldiers wore full body armor to protect themselves from swords and arrows coming at them in battle. So she is saying that whenever she is around Jake her armor falls, she is vulnerable and she knows it. She also says that he pierces the room like a cannonball, if a cannonball is flying through a room it's going to get your attention, and it's going to take out everything in its path. We are alone, just you and me Up in your room and our slates are clean Just twin fire signs, four blue eyes So, here I think they were up in his room and they were having the conversation that all relationships have when it's getting serious. They talk about previous relationships, and partners, things they like and dislike in a relationship. Things like that. So when they expressed all their wrongdoings in past relationships to each other - their slates were clean at that point. And they are both twin fire astrological signs - Sagittarius. And guess what...? They each have blue eyes - four blue eyes.
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[Pre-Chorus] So you were never a saint In his past relationships, he wasn't a saint And I loved in shades of wrong She loved in shades of WRONG - meaning the previous guys that she had been with were all different shades of wrong. We learn to live with the pain Mosaic broken hearts They learned to live with the pain that they had caused others, as well as learned to live with the pain that others had caused them. "Mosiac broken hearts" is so beautiful to me because it's finding something beautiful in the mess. A mosaic piece is just a lot of broken glass or tile glued into places to make art. And she's saying that what the broken hearts are. They are broken, but still beautiful. But this love is brave and wild
[Chorus] And I never (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh) (Never) Saw you coming (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh) (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh) (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh) And I'll never (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh) (Never) Be the same (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh) (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh) (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh) Clearly, she never saw him coming, meaning she wasn't looking for love when she stumbled upon him. And we know that Gwyneth Paltrow introduced them at one of her house parties, so she definitely didn't search or seek him out.
[Bridge] This is a state of grace Remember, a state of grace means pure and free of sin This is the worthwhile fight This fight (for this relationship) is worth it Love is a ruthless game Unless you play it good and right Love is a game that ends in pain, unless you do it right These are the hands of fate "Hand or hands of fate" means it's something that you can't avoid, it's inevitable. So she's saying that they were meant to meet, and fall in love. You're my Achilles heel If you refer to someone as your "Achilles heel" it means that they are your weak spot, they make you vulnerable. It is a direct reference to Greek Myothlogy. When Achilles was an infant it was prophesized that he would die at a young age. So, his mother took him to the River Styx, where she held him by his ancle and dipped him into the water. Now, where his mother was holding him didn't get enchanted - it was his weak spot. And it's how he was later killed. This is the golden age Of something good and right and real Golden age means peace and happiness.
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[Chorus] And I never (Never) Saw you coming And I'll never Be the same, oh
[Chorus] And I never (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh) (Never) Saw you coming (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh) (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh) (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh) And I'll never (So you were never a saint) (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh) (Never) (And I loved in shades of wrong) (We learn to live with the pain) Be the same (Mosaic broken hearts) (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh) (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh) (But this love is brave and wild) (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh)
[Outro] This is a state of grace This is the worthwhile fight Love is a ruthless game Unless you play it good and right
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fxllen-crow · 6 years
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Verse Mess
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‘Kay so uh during my hiatus a lot of stuff happened. And I mean a lot. Allow me to explain under the cut, to save you from me going full Pepe Silvia here.
Alright so, first of all I should mention my multifandom group, Funmond City.  A lot happened there, and I would be here all day if I started listing everything but essentially it is an experience that has led to a lot of character development for Akechi.  The canon point with this is uncertain due to death rules of the group.
Now then, the group itself leads us to the first verse I’ll be introducing here, and that’s..
hated by life itself || post funmond
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After everything that happened in Funmond, Akechi is sent home, he’s sent home and he gets another chance at life, a chance to join the thieves while knowing what awaits otherwise. He is a lot more honest in this verse, but also generally better mentally, as he had the time to work on his trust issues as well as just allowing himself to fall in love with life.
This Akechi realizes he is terrified of dying, because he has lived through at least two deaths in Funmond, and each time has been no less terrifying than the other. Him building healthier bonds within the city as well as participating in the experiments they were all put through led to him developing into a healthier person, a person who doesn’t want to go down the same path he once did..
A person hated by life itself, yet living for every moment of it.
Now, the experiments mentioned above lead us to another fun thing, see.. Due to a small mini event in the group, child versions of a few muses were brought to Funmond instead. That lead to the birth of an alternate timeline.. as well as it’s possible outcomes.
with a thousand lies and a good disguise || accomplice 01
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During his time in Funmond, Akechi becomes aware of his future earlier on in his childhood, during his first year of working for Shido. He learns that he has 4 years left to live..  Unless he does something.
And that he did. See, he wasn’t the only child from his world there. Akira was as well, and Akechi used that to the last bit. Slowly, thanks to the foolishness of the present Phantom Thieves and Akira’s naive nature as a child, he ruined Akira’s trust in them. He crushed every last bit of his wish to become the beloved Joker everyone sang praises to and instead.. 
That wish became the wish to help Akechi, to save him from his cruel fate.
Years later after returning home, the two meet again when Akira arrives to Tokyo, but under widely different circumstances. See, instead of the incident with Shido the reason for Akira’s arrival is both of them convincing Akira’s parents that Shujin was a better choice for their son. And so, he was allowed to move in with Akechi for that purpose alone, because his parents wanted the best for their child. ( How laughable. )
What happens from there on is essentially that Akechi helps Akira awaken to his metaverse abilities but it’s yet again very different compared to the canon because Akira’s goal is no longer changing hearts of others.. It’s making sure those corrupt hearts are no longer spared a day’s chance of spreading their infection.
However, another hero will take Akira’s destinied place..
the crimson musketeers || accomplice 02
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And that hero shall fall as well.
See, Akira’s happiness is a rather big priority to Akechi here, both out of guilt for robbing him of a happier future and for the sake of keeping him under control easier, because he has to. Their dynamic here is wastly different due to Akira being much more impulse and emotion driven than he normally would have been, and so Akechi acts as his restraint, as his anchor. This is why he seems more stable and collected than normally, as well. 
With that out of the way, it’s time to focus on the matter at hand. See, during their time in Funmond, Akira became a close friend with a certain little girl.. A little girl who just so happens to exist in their world. Samantha Burnett.
The girl who was so very conveniently linked to Shido through her family’s life being ruined through the father displeasing his boss. Considering Akechi’s involvement with Shido’s old business partners, he could easily access her contact information. After all.. Akira would be so happy to save his dear childhood friend from being used by the Phantom Thieves, right?
And so he did, he slowly convinced her to join them, and though she was cold to them at first, they were willing to slowly warm up to her with constant care and effort. 
Shall their efforts prove fruitful, they would become a powerful team, a team that could take their destinies into their own hands and crush them to put together a mosiac-like path made of those broken pieces to a future they desire.
gods’ wrath || accomplice 03
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Shall the attempts fail however..
Samatha will attempt to rid herself of Akira and Akechi, leaving them for dead inside the metaverse due to her firm hatred towards the two.. or so it seems. This is what leads to Akechi turning himself psychotic for the first time just to save himself and Akira, and from there on.. There will be hell to pay.
This occasion will give Akechi just what he needed to crush Akira’s remaining bits of faith from long ago, the two would have far less things holding them back on their path of justice. Despite all the guilt and blood, they would be victorious, well.. until they realize all of this goes much, much further than what they thought.
In this scenario, afraid of what awaits and desiring the power to change the world for the better, they accept the false god’s offer together, becoming the rulers of society through fear.. 
And making sure every rotten heart is left to rot for real.
That would be all for today~
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uracowboyrideme · 7 years
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YOU WERE NEVER A SAINT AND I'VE LOVED IN SHADES OF WRONG, WE LEARN TO LIVE WITH THE PAIN, MOSIAC BROKEN HEARTS, BUT THIS LOVE IS BRAVE AND WIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIILD
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kingdomlightshined · 7 years
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all too well
song: delete | skip | play | repeat
era: ts | fearless | sn | red | 1989 | rep
💕 send me the name of a taylor song and i’ll rate that song and tell you what era your blog fits best💕
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killinboys · 4 years
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“but you were never a saint and I loved in shades of wrong, you learned to live with the pain mosiac broken hearts” rb if you agree
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listen swifties:
mosiac-broken-hearts (yes, I know mosiac is spelled wrong, I had no other choice) has ALWAYS been my URL, and to be completely honest I don’t know why I made it that waaaaaay back when... but since Taylor follows me, I feel like I can’t change it (ever), even if I wanted to. Yes, Red may be my favourite album (pains me to say because I love them all SO MUCH, some are so close), but I’m wondering if this means State of Grace means something special to me and I just haven’t quite figured it out yet 🤷🏼‍♀️
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younme-forevermore · 6 years
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mosiac broken hearts
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