I might as well just confess to you that I’m practically 15 when it comes to things like this. In case you’re wondering…
I’m mending my self-assessed rejected heart by blasting Magnetic Field’s 69 Love Songs album which I’ve had for quite some time but have not listened to.
"God I can’t deal with this shit."
"And don’t place a violet on my grave, it’s the flower of the depressed, and reminds the dead of how love died too young. Place seven ears of green wheat on my coffin and a few red anemones should you find them, otherwise leave the church roses for churches and newlyweds."
— Mahmoud Darwish in Mural.
"In exactly what arena do we speak when we speak of loved ones who have just died or been killed? Our words seem to us to resonate in a present moment more present than those we normally live. Comparable with moments of making love, of facing imminent danger, of taking an irrevocable decision, of dancing a tango. It’s not in the arena of the eternal that our words of morning resonate, but it could be that they are in some small gallery of that arena."
— John Berger
I am unable to come up with any snazzy puns. But this has potential cheekiness written all over.
Harry Nilsson – Over The Rainbow (10 plays)
I don’t even remember all the lyrics but the number of times I sing this song out of the blue, unexpectedly even to myself, is pretty impressive.
I mean, that’s a damn good offer.
I turned 21 last week. I could talk about some fancy shit about turning older but let me spare you the cliches. Some of you have been there, some of you might be getting there. But if there is one thing important, it’s that I realized my feet - my dainty size 3-4 feet - is pretty capable of walking quite a distance. I mean, my “quite a distance” is a hell lot by my standards, of course someone had to tell me “That is not a lot!” but I ain’t got time for this guy’s standards so whatever. Point is, I’m not completely hopeless. If there is an alien invasion, when initially I thought I’d be the first to die because I couldn’t be bothered to run, now I think I can do a bit of running so that I won’t be the first one to die. Maybe I’d be dead as they progress to the third or fourth attack/abduction operation.
I’m just saying, there is potential. Another thing, I can vote now.