Jax Alston (jax_alston) wrote in gardner_msg, @ 2017-08-13 07:31:00 |
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Current music: | Ours - Miseryhead |
christ, your head. what's it become?
while the whole world's out having fun
i'm in a cloud, it feels like a crowd of a hundred, it's five degrees here
nobody sees, somebody please, save me
this is the sound of my miseryhead
choke on the taste of my miseryhead
dance to the words of my miseryhead
this is the sound of my miseryhead
i'm in a cloud, it's pulling me down, breaking me down
turn around
what's that sound?
i'm in your head
i thought i heard him say, he'd rather be dead, than
live life apart...we're apart...we're apart
this is the sound of my miseryhead
choke on the taste of my miseryhead
dance to the words of my miseryhead
this is the sound of my miseryhead
I was listening to NPR, This American Life and it was about the author David Rakoff, the before, in between, and after when cancer stole his life away last year. There's something profound about what said regarding memories and how we cope with hardships or even how awkward we are at times when faced with the good. It just stuck with me and it haunts me... maybe you'll feel something too after you read it or maybe it'll inspire you to pick up one of his books because he truly is a wonderful author.
"What remains of your past if you didn't allow yourself to feel it when it happened? If you don't have your experiences in the moment, if you gloss them over with jokes or zoom past them, you end up with curiously dispassionate memories, procedural and depopulated. It's as if a neutron bomb went off, and all you're left with are hospital corridors."