I've been having a horrible time
Pulling myself together
I've been closing my eyes to find
The old, familiar failures
I've been having a horrible time
Pulling myself together
I've been closing my eyes to find
Why all good things should fall apart
Why all good things should fall apart
Why all good things should fall apart
Why all good things should fall apart
I've been having a horrible time
Pulling myself together
I've been closing my eyes to find
Why all good things should fall apart
Why all good things should fall apart
Why all good things should fall apart
Why all good things should fall apart
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Like when we would take rides
In your American muscle car
I felt American for once in my life
I never felt it again
So all good things should fall apart
So all good things should fall apart
So all good things should fall apart
So all good things should fall apart
In the video there are images of mistreatment of animals and humans, although they are not the central focus of the video they can be harmful to sensitive people, so be careful.
Despite little digestible themes, it is something that is part of my daily reflections. Today I didn't take my daily dose of music properly, and I realized that at the end of the day, I felt very bitter and focused on the outside... And this is like a mess when you see that something is burning everywhere. The desire to do something meaningful to change all this madness goes hand in hand with hopelessness. I have the desire, the ideas, but I don't have the actions, don't have the movement, I'm in paralyzed shock. I feel that Mark Linkous was able to truly see this boat on fire that we call "the current world", as if he had wept for every spark... An immensity of feelings that can only be explained with the sensitivity of his songs and covers.
Your writing is thick and deep, spot on
can tell you thought/wrote it in portuguese first
Ironically, I have been thinking (sinking ?) about this very theme yesterday, after interacting with again young people on this site, I noted a constant: they felt old and worn out, they were locked before the stage of recklessness, even more far to feel light weight, but under heavy pressures instead. They tended to be all the more distressed about the state of the world, and it's very normal since everything is a discovery in shock and there's to find out how to deal with it. So they're searching for answers, and all the more they're searching for solutions. Some will see this inside of politics for example. But they become very violent at their turn, harming themselves along the way cause they can't escape internal conflicts, up to wanting to enforce ideas, by splitting apart and separate from half or more of the population, straight to adopt even a form of eugenism like what was proposed by the greeks and the Republic of Platon when it was seen as fit to kill the weaks and the disturbed people according to criterias of filtering. They want change but at the same time realise it's impossible to the extent of their dreams. So it is very depressing and suffocating.
My way out was compassion: it took time but I ended to realise that the human condition was limited (we are a very new born specie and our degree of consciousness is stuck at an infantile level, better cryogenize yourself for a billion years to wake up into a more civilised space with new found wisdom than hope relentlessly imho lol but meanwhile you could find beauty at remote spots and occasions... as a helper to hang around and figure out the world is more than just men and women. Talk about our beloved pets
or sensitive plants... and art which is essentially immaterial although it may look like the opposite).
Personally, I had to make room for tolerance (which doesn't mean to accept any compromise, I vomit on dickheads for example and will never surrender to them) but hell it took like forever and phew, did I suffer with anger, anxiety and shame to belong to the insanity before !
What stood out as I grew older, I began more and more to only see virtue in actions instead of debates and talks ...precisely. The youngsters have plenty of time to think and worry. Their analysis is founded as very real and honest, but it may fall into the trap of a loop mode sometimes, forgetting about the rest and actually failing to participate in the change.
It's only my humble opinion but I believe it is easier to convince by giving exemples and create envy, rather than pulling spikes out, nurturing further trauma with friction, resistance, even agression (it's a hedgehog who says that :) do it only as defence when necessary... otherwise stay kind).
It will lead to more concrete results to live your uthopias on your side and small scale, experimenting by almost hiding from the world and create pouches of heaven, rather than go outside on a crusade against your peers.
Anyway, what I've learned is that human beings are very varied in their forms. Their range of personalities are often derived from genetics almost. There are extremes and opposites that you will never manage to reconcile. So choosing the route of combat is a dead end that will only create hurt, beginning at your very cell.
So here comes the sublimation, by evaporating away from the material, fading in warm rays of the unexpected which are hard to percieve, which is taking a distance to search for new perspectives, new angles... and seeing a larger picture... that's what artists offer. Mark is a sweet one and so he went after his message was delivered :( they're able to be respectful of us by not fooling with disbeliefs and at the same time they're pure magicians by having the ability to accept the reality but also transpose and convert it into something more meaningful and relatable... they can connect directly with purity and put down many walls of cover ups between them, I and the universe. They're gentle guardians revealing mysteries, up to make confidence we're gate keepers of our own resilience.
Can tell you (individually) are a clairvoyant in the making. You could be useful to your surroundings, in so many ways if you sticked around. Few people have the sensitivity to do good around them. If you were to stop to suffer, and expand by reaching out, you could also receive just as much as you give within the process. And end up by feeling gratitude towards yourself, more than others, who will only become the reflection or relay nodes of your own impact. I think only by servicing (implying actions, even if you fuck up, even if it's small steps) a union of souls, you can feel united and fulfilled. It's like love, it fails if you focus on taking, or a passive state of only absorbing, rather than giving. You grow as you take someone by the hand as if they were your counterpart with confusion.