“i’m naked and i’m not afraid / my body’s sacred and i’m not ashamed” - the troubles
“boy sees his father crushed under the weight / of a cross in a passion where the passion is hate” - raised by wolves
“you’ve got a face not spoiled by beauty / i have some scars from where i’ve been / you’ve got eyes that can see right through me / you’re not afraid of anything they’ve seen” - song for someone
How can the bird that is born for joy, Sit in a cage and sing. How can a child, when fears annoy, But droop his tender wing. And forget his youthful spring.
-William Blake, The School Boy, Songs of Innocence and of Experience
Unpopular opinion but U2 is actually a good band and Songs Of Innocence is actually a good fucking album and even if you hated it in 2014 when it was forced on all of us you should listen to it again because it fucking slaps I am so serious.
That album used to be the only thing I could listen to in the car for 3 hours straight on the way to my POTS clinic and I got SO sick of it and straight up started associating it with medical trauma so much it became a trigger. But I got a weird and random urge to listen to it and it’s actually good wtf
Sound the flute!
Now it’s mute!
Birds delight,
Day and night,
Nightingale,
In the dale,
Lark in sky,—
Merrily,
Merrily, merrily to welcome in the year.
Little boy,
Full of joy;
Little girl,
Sweet and small;
Cock does crow,
So do you;
Merry voice,
Infant noise;
Merrily, merrily to welcome in the year.
Little lamb,
Here I am;
Come and lick
My white neck;
Let me pull
Your soft wool;
Let me kiss
Your soft face;
Merrily, merrily we welcome in the year.
God, I’m old. I still remember when U2 dropped their new album in 2014, “Songs of Innocence” on everybody’s iTunes, and I felt so bad for them, but in the same time it was funny, bc everyone was like:
(This is exact same picture from that time, but sadly I couldn’t find it here anymore.)
i was in lit today & we were analyzing the sick rose - williams blake. my teacher was explaining how the line: "the invisible worm" and similar descriptions in literature can be used as phallic symbols.
i immediately started giggling. i was the only person who laughed ... i was incredibly flustered by my apparent immaturity, but also confused because my class is definitely not comprised of anyone too mature to laugh at a dick joke.
i was right. as soon as my teacher explained that "phallic" was basically synonymous with penis, the entire room burst out with laughter. so then i realized that i wasn't immature, i was just the only person who knew what "phallic" meant ...
is the meaning of "phallic" not common knowledge?
i've always loved studying greek and roman mythology, especially art depicting or related to the myths. whenever i read up on the histories of various sculptures, stories and architecture, terms like "phallus" had always shown up quite commonly to describe symbolic themes.
anyways im clearly still embarassed because i haven't stopped thinking about today's lesson for the past 9 hours ...
Let the New Year be a Beacon of Hope for all you Hold Dear. Face down the Darkness, learn its secrets, and walk where there is no light. For haven’t you heard? You Are The Light. ✨🔥✨
“If there is a light you can't always see
And there is a world we can't always be
If there is a dark within and without
And there is a light, don't let it go out”
Song For Someone ★ U2
You got a face not spoiled by beauty
I have some scars from where I've been
You've got eyes that can see right through me
You're not afraid of anything they've seen
I was told that I would feel nothing the first time
I don't know how these cuts heal
But in you I found a rhyme
If there is a light you can't always see
And there is a world we can't always be
If there is a dark that we shouldn't doubt
And there is a light, don't let it go out
And this is a song, a song for someone
This is a song, a song for someone
You let me in to a conversation
A conversation only we could make
You break and enter my imagination
Whatever's in there, it's yours to take
I was told I'd feel nothing the first time
You were slow to heal
But this could be the night
If there is a light you can't always see
And there is a world we can't always be
If there is a dark within and without
And there is a light, don't let it go out
And this is a song, a song for someone
This is a song, this is a song for someone
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
And I'm a long, long way from your hill of Calvary
And I'm a long way from where I was, where I need to be
In middle school, there was this girl who was in my grade and we used to text a lot after school. I had this stupid tracfone from family dollar, and we weren’t friends in person.
Like we would see eachother, nod, and then that night we would text nearly everyday for hours about the pressures we were going through.
For example, my bipolar disorder used to be very bad, and she had a lot of pressure from her adoptive parents with school and orchestra. So we’d just dish all that out and vent and the pressure felt like we’d got a load off of our shoulders.
In the three months that we talked, it was honestly the first and only time I had ever resonated with another person like that? I think we stopped because I couldn’t buy any minutes for my phone, and time passed so yeah.
I don’t know why I’m thinking about this now but I wanted to share it with y’all.
"In the universe, there are things that are known and things that are unknown, and in between, there are doors." ~William Blake, Songs of Innocence and Experience