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freshoffthepadpoetry · 8 months
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All about it
This music thing got its hooks in me has brought me to laughter and tears This music thing brings joy on high taking me places unforeseen This music thing moves me beyond any scene All about it by Robert Rodriguez. August 9, 2023. 9:18AM
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flunkett · 2 years
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i made this dumb poem rather than doing homework
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slut4poets · 2 years
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You say a lot of things, but what do you really mean?
Sorry, what is it dear?
Communicate now or you might go
Pray your intentions to me
Stain me with your words
Make your art mine
The art of communication’s what I’m talking about
Mark my ears with songs I’ll forever hear
As you speak music, you speak your melody
Your lyrics are an epitome of your hidden intimacy
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A WHOLE SET
There is something about watching a whole complete set-arriving on time, no interruptions, leaving once the next DJ is on stage. It's a way of appreciating the music in its entirety, not just as a pleasant background dance noise but as a cohesive piece of art that cannot be understood without knowing what's before and what's after. This way, I'm taking a step into the whirling fog that is the music and promise not to leave it for the next one and a half hours, allowing the music to carry my body and soul like a red piece of fabric in its grey wind. To accept the flow of the music no matter it's pace and atmosphere, to let it happen, let it make me happy and sad, tired and awake, knowing and confused, flowing on the waves of the music to carry me through all these emotions with the complete trust that I'll come out the other end in one piece and thus not scared to accept these waves of emotion and sensations as they come, not trying to fight them by mind or chemistry.
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Beautiful from Ordinary Days
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bluryyyblu · 1 year
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renata-z · 5 months
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''In the symphony of existence, you are a unique note. Contributing to the melody of those lives you've touched.''
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sometiktoksarevalid · 6 months
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zombiegirldean · 21 days
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ALSO. the destiel language barrier is so sweet. bc Dean communicates in these abstract referential little circles that Cas can't quite parse. The Michael sword is saying incomprehensible riddles again. but Cas is SO charmed by it that he starts studying it and experimenting with it and trying to meet Dean on his level. and his butchering of idioms is played for laughs but he's mimicking Dean's linguistic patterns as a way of getting closer to him. because he loves him <3
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imalittlebumblebee · 10 months
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Music
Music just gives me peace I never knew I could feel. 
And sometimes it scares me that something created by someone else can make me so happy. 
But I still rely on it more than air. 
Music is my air. 
2/7/22 
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My Friends are Djs #251 - “Catch and Release” We’re back on irregular basis and starting to reeling it in! Shout out to Idir of Blasterjaxx for inspiration!
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pants-lint · 11 months
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Just had a Thought and now I'm curious. What's you guy's strangest comfort media? It doesn't have to be strange as in like creepy/fucked up/whatever, it can just be smthn a lil odd.
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words-at-night · 6 months
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daweyt · 2 years
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— Frank Bidart, from “Half-light: Collected Poems 1965-2016; ‘In The Ruin’", published c. 2017.
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mythology-void · 2 months
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okay so I was doing a Research™️ about ancient Greek etymology as one does and I found some Things that made me want to Violently Claw My Arms Off please allow me to force feed you my discoveries
So there are 2 words for "not" in ancient Greek, depending on the context: ou and mē. Having introduced himself in the Cyclops episode as " ou tis", or No-man, he then stabs Polyphemus in the eye. When Polyphemus' brothers come to check on him, they say this:
"... surely no man [mē tis] is carrying off your sheep? Surely no man [mē tis] is trying to kill you either by fraud or by force?"
Right after this, after the other cyclopes ditch Polyphemus, Odysseus's inner monologue goes something like this:
"Then they went away, and I laughed inwardly at the success of my clever strategem [metis]." (pronounced mEH-Tis)
Now, there's a difference between mē tis and metis. [mē tis] (pronounced mEH-Tis with a space between the syllables) is the literal translation for "no man". Metis is a word for extreme intelligence/cunning, which is something Odysseus is famous for.
Now, there are several examples of abuse of metis/intelligence in the Odyssey, but I think the juxtaposition between [mē tis], or the concept of anonymity, and metis, or extreme intelligence, is REALLY interesting. Odysseus's adoption of the title "No-man" was characteristic of metis--it was a really smart move that simultaneously hid him from the cyclops and avoided any future consequences. It was a highly effective strategy all wrapped up in a nest little package with a bow on it.
But when he revealed himself as Odysseus of Ithaca, effectively throwing off No-man (anonymity and [mē tis]), that was characterized as idiocy--he's essentially doxxed himself, and now he's doing to (spoiler alert) get tossed around the Mediterranean by Poseidon for the next 10 years.
This is really interesting because it lets you see the parallels/codependency between metis(intelligence) and humility. When Odysseus refused to allow himself to go unnoticed (hubris) he suffered for it. BUT when he declined instant glory/satisfaction (kleos) in order to achieve the long term goal of survival, he was rewarded with Athena's favor (pay attention. This part is important).
And this situation repeats itself MULTIPLE TIMES in the Odyssey--the EXACT SAME THING happens near the end of the book, with the suitors. When. Odysseus is dressed as a beggar and the suitors/Antinious are abusing him, he ACTIVELY CHOOSES not to react--he doesn't stand up and rip off his disguise and start hollering "TIS I, ODYSSEUS OF ITHACA! FEAR MY WRATH"
No. He sits there patiently and waits. He plans and schemes and quietly orchestrates their downfall without alerting them of it. Why? Because he learned his lesson the first time this happened. He buried his rage and adopted what was, according to Grace LA Franz, a more feminine form of metis, weaving a web of destruction for his enemies that ultimately resulted in their total annihilation (see Weaving a Way to Nostos: Odysseus and Feminine Metis in the Odyssey by Grace LaFranz). His patience allowed him to win the whole prize--no questions asked, no 10-year-long-business-trip strings attached--just the sweetness of a full victory. And he is, once again, rewarded with Athena's favor--both in the battle with the suitors and in the aftermath (cleanup/reuniting with Penelope).
This really reinforces the idea in the Odyssey that Odysseus's defining characteristic is not just his intelligence--it's his ability to learn from his mistakes. He used what he learned at the Lotus Eaters Island against Polyphemus--the Lotus Eaters drugged his men, so he drugged Polyphemus. He used what he learned from Circe and Polyphemus against the suitors--Circe used false sweetness and honeyed words to lure his men into a trap, so that's exactly what he did to the suitors. His hubris on Polyphemus' island cost his whole crew their lives, so he intentionally left well enough alone until the right time. He didn't just learn from his failures--he turned them into BATTLE STRATEGY.
i don't care what anyone says that is completely totally and objectively awesome
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luthienne · 1 year
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Reginald Dwayne Betts, from Felon; “Night”
[Text ID: Listen, who hasn't waited for something / to happen? I know folks died waiting. I know / hurt is a wandering song. / I was lost in my fear.]
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