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  • Vote Up0Vote Down serenity52serenity52
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    I used to tune into the Annie Mac sessions.
  • Vote Up0Vote Down Urban_TribesmanUrban_Tribesman
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    Yeah, it's for kids. By their own admission, if you are the wrong side of 25, they don't want you. Sort of like Logan's Run, which I imagine is a bit before your time, but the same principal.
    Milleniall madness.
    The day, plus one, equals none!
    The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ.
    Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor Wit.
    Shall lure it back to cancal half a line,
    Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.
  • Vote Up0Vote Down PonygurlPonygurl
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    [i carry your heart with me(i carry it in]

    BY E. E. CUMMINGS

    i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
    my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
    i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done
    by only me is your doing,my darling)
    i fear
    no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
    no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
    and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
    and whatever a sun will always sing is you

    here is the deepest secret nobody knows
    (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
    and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
    higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
    and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

    i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)
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  • Vote Up0Vote Down iuventusiuventus
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    (One word can change everything.)

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    i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
    my hand)i am never without it(anywhere
    i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done
    by only me is your doing,my darling)
    i fear
    no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
    no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
    and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
    and whatever a sun will always sing is you

    here is the deepest secret nobody knows
    (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
    and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
    higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
    and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

    i carry your heart(i carry it in my hand)

    -  by e.e. creepings
    Post edited by iuventus at 2018-06-12 16:23:24
    If I were dead, could I do this?
  • Vote Up0Vote Down PonygurlPonygurl
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    Leave it to @iuv to make cumming something creepy (ie. sexy men thread)
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  • Vote Up0Vote Down iuventusiuventus
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    LOL You nabbed that poem from the Eternity: Air by Calvin Klein commercial!
    If I were dead, could I do this?
  • Vote Up0Vote Down PonygurlPonygurl
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    @iuv I actually found it searching Rachel Weisz and Rachel McAdams. This video popped up titled-

    {here is the deepest secret nobody knows}


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  • Vote Up0Vote Down iuventusiuventus
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    What do Lisa Gerrard and the two Rachels have in common with e.e. cummings?
    If I were dead, could I do this?
  • Vote Up0Vote Down PonygurlPonygurl
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    The letter E? Seriously though, whomever made the video titled it after a line from the poem.. {here is the deepest secret nobody knows}. I like it. It kinda all works together.
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  • Vote Up0Vote Down PonygurlPonygurl
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    I couldn't figure out the language Lisa Gerrard was singing in at first. Turns out it's her own made up language, in other words "idioglossia"

    In respect to such work she has said, "I sing in the language of the Heart. It's an invented language that I've had for a very long time. I believe I started singing in it when I was about 12. Roughly that time. And I believed that I was speaking to God when I sang in that language."

    Hmm, Angel language...I must now decipher it, :)
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  • Vote Up0Vote Down iuventusiuventus
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    Listen to DCD "Sanvean," "Cantara," and "Summoning of the Muse" for some of her best work. You can hear her sing in English on "The Wind that Shakes the Barley" (DCD), "The Human Game," "All Along the Watchtower," and "Sleep."

    I was blessed to catch DCD live in 2012.
    Post edited by iuventus at 2018-06-17 07:29:47
    If I were dead, could I do this?
  • Vote Up0Vote Down iuventusiuventus
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    She also sings in Italian on Handel's Largo from Xerxes. It's on her first solo album, 'The Mirror Pool.'
    If I were dead, could I do this?
  • Vote Up0Vote Down PonygurlPonygurl
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    I like this because when a man sings it, it's called rap. When a woman does it, it's more like poetry.
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  • Vote Up0Vote Down PonygurlPonygurl
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    This is a poem I wrote for a friend who has recently lost someone close to her-



    Believe, when I say
    Clear water of morning lake
    Rises from itself
    To become one with
    the sky.
    Changed, and forever with you



    Post edited by Ponygurl at 2018-09-09 04:28:18
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  • Vote Up0Vote Down PonygurlPonygurl
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    Sleep In The Mojave Desert


    Out here there are no hearthstones,
    Hot grains, simply. It is dry, dry.
    And the air dangerous. Noonday acts queerly
    On the mind's eye erecting a line
    Of poplars in the middle distance, the only
    Object beside the mad, straight road
    One can remember men and houses by.
    A cool wind should inhabit these leaves
    And a dew collect on them, dearer than money,
    In the blue hour before sunup.
    Yet they recede, untouchable as tomorrow,
    Or those glittery fictions of spilt water
    That glide ahead of the very thirsty.

    I think of the lizards airing their tongues
    In the crevice of an extremely small shadow
    And the toad guarding his heart's droplet.
    The desert is white as a blind man's eye,
    Comfortless as salt. Snake and bird
    Doze behind the old maskss of fury.
    We swelter like firedogs in the wind.
    The sun puts its cinder out. Where we lie
    The heat-cracked crickets congregate
    In their black armorplate and cry.
    The day-moon lights up like a sorry mother,
    And the crickets come creeping into our hair
    To fiddle the short night away.

    Sylvia Plath
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