This is not an accurate representation of how I normally spend my day because I had an extremely bad migraine yesterday and it stopped me from doing many of the things I normally do in a day, such as practice my viola. This migraine I had was so bad I had to take many breaks during my day and limit my exposure to very loud things that I would normally be listening to during the day. Due to the excruciating pain I was in for most of the day I also had to spend most of it laying down and only really got up to exercise, which I could not even do as well as usual.
2. Based on my 24 hours I value taking care of myself and my health. This can be seen in my schedule as I work out for about an hour during the day, I take the time to properly do a skincare routine, cut my nails, and trim and brush my hair. I also take a lot of breaks to help my head stop hurting, showing my first priority is taking care of my health.
3. Based on my 24 hours I do not care about really socializing with others. In my 24 hours I do talk to people at school but not in every class and it is usually for a purpose. Once I get home I do not even mention other people for hours at a time because I do not value social interactions that much.
4. Thoreau would think I am conforming to society because I spend much of my time in a school going through the motions with other people. He would criticize how I am not living my life simply as I have unnecessary material things at my house such as a television and how I got takeout to eat instead of a meal I cooked for myself. Overall, he would not see me as anything extraordinary but as just one of the masses.
2. Based on my 24 hours I value taking care of myself and my health. This can be seen in my schedule as I work out for about an hour during the day, I take the time to properly do a skincare routine, cut my nails, and trim and brush my hair. I also take a lot of breaks to help my head stop hurting, showing my first priority is taking care of my health.
3. Based on my 24 hours I do not care about really socializing with others. In my 24 hours I do talk to people at school but not in every class and it is usually for a purpose. Once I get home I do not even mention other people for hours at a time because I do not value social interactions that much.
4. Thoreau would think I am conforming to society because I spend much of my time in a school going through the motions with other people. He would criticize how I am not living my life simply as I have unnecessary material things at my house such as a television and how I got takeout to eat instead of a meal I cooked for myself. Overall, he would not see me as anything extraordinary but as just one of the masses.
Wake Up, Yoav
I wake up
In the middle of the night
I shiver in a state of fright
And the dream in my head
Doesn't fade it
Gets clearer instead
In my dream people are slaves
False prophets on the airwaves
And every channel, every station
Preaches to our separation
I'm
Dreaming
I'm dreaming
Oh, I wake up
In the middle of the night
I found my dream in the coat of light
I brave new world in my head
Ruled by monkeys and the living dead
I see power for power
Money for money
Fame for fame's sake
A new religion for the human race
But if all the walls go down tonight
What if all the walls go down tonight?
(Tonight, tonight)
And if all the walls go down tonight
It'd be okay
I would be alright
Oh, I wake up, in the middle of the night
My senses screaming, something's not right
There's a shadow on the wall
Doesn't look like my shadow at all
I wake up, in the middle of the night
My senses screaming, something's not right
There's a shadow in my bed
I'm not alive, but I'm not dead
Every empire falls, into the sea
They fade away, from memory
Eventually
Oh, eventually
Everything will just fade away
Oh, eventually
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8-4XZGsolp8
This song makes me so happy because of the beat it has and the general sound of the music. The lyrics are about the wrongs in society and losing yourself in it but the way the music is written makes me feel surrounded by the music, stuck in the middle of the song, like I am surrounded by the stars and the universe and I can feel the warmth of all the stars. I love the lyrics and what they represent but it's the feel of the music that brings me joy.
Drugs, Eden
'Cause I had the best of the worst sides
And I had these lungs
And I had too many flash fires
That I just let them burn
'Till my chest is on fire
And my head just won't die
I guess I'm lying 'cause I wanna
I guess I'm lying 'cause I don't
'Cause I just feel so tired
Like it's move or slowly die
You say, "You ain't you when you're like this
This ain't you and you know it"
But ain't that just the point?
You don't know how to let go
Who said this must be all or nothing?
But I'm still caught below, and I'll never let you know
No, I can't tell you nothing
'Cause I'm a f******g mess sometimes
But still I could always be
Whatever you wanted
But not what you needed
Especially when you been needing me
'Cause I'm a f*****g mess sometimes
And I'll say what I don't mean
Just 'cause I wanted
Or maybe I need it
Swear lying's the only rush I need
'Cause all I needed was some words to say
That all these feelings don't mean sh*t to me
'Cause it's all just chemicals anyway, anyway, yeah
And I got way too many routes to take
To make this all just go away
And find another heart to break
So heartless with the words I say
Just saying what I'm supposed to say
'Cause I had nothing for you
I can't love when I can't even love myself
Things I would rather be thoughts at the back of my head
But I'm addicted to hurting
And I got these lungs
And I spent too many late nights
Thinking a hole in the earth
'Till the sky is on fire
And my head still won't die
I guess I'm lying 'cause I wanna
I guess I'm lying 'cause I don't
'Cause I just feel so tired
Like I need something to come alive
She said, "You ain't you when you're like this
This ain't you, what you doing?"
And I said, "That's the point"
You don't know how to let go
Who said this must be all or nothing?
But I'm still caught below, and I'll never let you know
No, I can't tell you nothing
'Cause I'm a f*****g mess sometimes
But still I could always be
Whatever you wanted, but not what you needed
Especially when you been needing me
'Cause I'm a f*****g mess inside
And I'll say what I don't mean
Just 'cause I wanted
Or maybe I need it
Swear lying's the only rush I need
I listen to this song when I am down or need inspiration more for the sound than the lyrics. I do love the lyrics though, as they resonate with a certain chord in my heart and let me know it's okay to be confused and sad, and a little bit of a mess but you have to stay yourself. The music is still what I love though, what truly gives me inspiration because it's written in a kind of sad way at places but there is this huge climactic moment in the music where it gets loud and complex but still so beautiful and it just feels as if the music was trying to tell me that it was okay, that someone understood me and I should keep going.
'Cause I had the best of the worst sides
And I had these lungs
And I had too many flash fires
That I just let them burn
'Till my chest is on fire
And my head just won't die
I guess I'm lying 'cause I wanna
I guess I'm lying 'cause I don't
'Cause I just feel so tired
Like it's move or slowly die
You say, "You ain't you when you're like this
This ain't you and you know it"
But ain't that just the point?
You don't know how to let go
Who said this must be all or nothing?
But I'm still caught below, and I'll never let you know
No, I can't tell you nothing
'Cause I'm a f******g mess sometimes
But still I could always be
Whatever you wanted
But not what you needed
Especially when you been needing me
'Cause I'm a f*****g mess sometimes
And I'll say what I don't mean
Just 'cause I wanted
Or maybe I need it
Swear lying's the only rush I need
'Cause all I needed was some words to say
That all these feelings don't mean sh*t to me
'Cause it's all just chemicals anyway, anyway, yeah
And I got way too many routes to take
To make this all just go away
And find another heart to break
So heartless with the words I say
Just saying what I'm supposed to say
'Cause I had nothing for you
I can't love when I can't even love myself
Things I would rather be thoughts at the back of my head
But I'm addicted to hurting
And I got these lungs
And I spent too many late nights
Thinking a hole in the earth
'Till the sky is on fire
And my head still won't die
I guess I'm lying 'cause I wanna
I guess I'm lying 'cause I don't
'Cause I just feel so tired
Like I need something to come alive
She said, "You ain't you when you're like this
This ain't you, what you doing?"
And I said, "That's the point"
You don't know how to let go
Who said this must be all or nothing?
But I'm still caught below, and I'll never let you know
No, I can't tell you nothing
'Cause I'm a f*****g mess sometimes
But still I could always be
Whatever you wanted, but not what you needed
Especially when you been needing me
'Cause I'm a f*****g mess inside
And I'll say what I don't mean
Just 'cause I wanted
Or maybe I need it
Swear lying's the only rush I need
I listen to this song when I am down or need inspiration more for the sound than the lyrics. I do love the lyrics though, as they resonate with a certain chord in my heart and let me know it's okay to be confused and sad, and a little bit of a mess but you have to stay yourself. The music is still what I love though, what truly gives me inspiration because it's written in a kind of sad way at places but there is this huge climactic moment in the music where it gets loud and complex but still so beautiful and it just feels as if the music was trying to tell me that it was okay, that someone understood me and I should keep going.
A New Hope, Broken Iris
To your grave I spoke,
Holding a red,
Red rose.
Gust of freezing cold air,
Whispers to me,
That you are gone.
Always,
Always asking the question,
Why life is overrated.
But I never,
Never expected that I'd,
Underestimated my love for you.
To your grave I spoke,
Holding a red,
Red rose.
Gust of freezing cold air,
Whispers to me,
That you are gone.
Always,
Always just out of reach from my,
Over frustrated,
Shameful hands.
And I never,
Never expected that I would ever,
No never take for granted your precious time.
To your grave I spoke,
Holding a red,
Red rose.
Gust of freezing cold air,
Whispers to me,
You're gone.
Spent a lifetime of holding on,
Just to let go.
I guess I'll spend another lifetime,
Searching for a new hope.
To your grave I spoke,
Holding a red,
Red rose.
Gust of freezing cold air,
Whispers to me,
You're gone.
Spent a lifetime of holding on,
Just to let go.
I guess I'll spend another lifetime,
Searching for a new hope.
A new hope.
A new hope.
A new hope.
A new hope.
I believe Emerson and Thoreau would at least enjoy this song because it does have a strong element of nature in it and listening to nature such as the wind, and can be interpreted so deep as that humans can understand nature as they are connected to it. After all, the person in the song is at a grave, where humans are put back into nature after death. The person also alone thinking about their life, a very transcendentalist idea.
To your grave I spoke,
Holding a red,
Red rose.
Gust of freezing cold air,
Whispers to me,
That you are gone.
Always,
Always asking the question,
Why life is overrated.
But I never,
Never expected that I'd,
Underestimated my love for you.
To your grave I spoke,
Holding a red,
Red rose.
Gust of freezing cold air,
Whispers to me,
That you are gone.
Always,
Always just out of reach from my,
Over frustrated,
Shameful hands.
And I never,
Never expected that I would ever,
No never take for granted your precious time.
To your grave I spoke,
Holding a red,
Red rose.
Gust of freezing cold air,
Whispers to me,
You're gone.
Spent a lifetime of holding on,
Just to let go.
I guess I'll spend another lifetime,
Searching for a new hope.
To your grave I spoke,
Holding a red,
Red rose.
Gust of freezing cold air,
Whispers to me,
You're gone.
Spent a lifetime of holding on,
Just to let go.
I guess I'll spend another lifetime,
Searching for a new hope.
A new hope.
A new hope.
A new hope.
A new hope.
I believe Emerson and Thoreau would at least enjoy this song because it does have a strong element of nature in it and listening to nature such as the wind, and can be interpreted so deep as that humans can understand nature as they are connected to it. After all, the person in the song is at a grave, where humans are put back into nature after death. The person also alone thinking about their life, a very transcendentalist idea.
Places like these, although I have not been to many, make me extremely happy. Beautiful abandoned places with plants growing everywhere fill me with joy because it is proof that nature can always rebuild and come back in the end to reclaim its land. The mix with old or modern run down human structures create an element completely new though and I find it amazing.
I believe Emerson and Thoreau would be happy about this place because it is still untouched by man, perfect beautiful nature. They would love it because of that fact, to see that nature is still, in some places, as it used to be even with man building these huge cities in other parts of the world.