January 2011
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My Translation of Sirène-anémone by Robert Desnos
Qui donc pourrait me voir
Moi la flamme étrangère
L’anémone du soir
Fleurit sous mes fougères
Ô fougères mes mains
Hors l’armure brisée
Sur le bord des chemins
En ordre sont dressées
Et la nuit s’exagère
au brasier de la rouille
Tandis que les fougères
Vont aux écrins de houille
L’anémone des cieux
Fleurit sur mes parterres
Fleurit encore aux yeux
À l’ombre des...
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Thoughts - The world and God
I’m disillusioned with politics and a lot of the world right now. Today in class we talked about a piece of music called Viderunt Omnes from the 12th century. In latin it means something like “All will see” referring to “the light of god.” The question was asked why there are consonance as well as dissonance in the piece if it is about the light of God. I said that...
You, Darkness
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by Rainer Maria Rilke
You darkness, that I come from, I love you more than all the fires that fence in the world, for the fire makes a circle of light for everyone, and then no one outside learns of you. But the darkness pulls in everything: shapes and fires, animals and myself, how easily it gathers them! - powers and people - and it is possible a great energy is moving near...
“Truth is like the stars: it shows only in the darkness of the night.”
– The Eye of the Prophet by Kahlil Gibran
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Being back at school- I feel like I was born an...
It’s nice to be back but it’s also sort of overwhelming to be seeing people again. People are not as nice as I remember. It’s mostly the guys. There’s a certain kind of veiled hostility in my interactions with them. Conversations tend to feel more like competitions. They also objectify girls at the school a lot which makes me uncomfortable. Last night after seminar two of...
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Thoughts-Being Sick and My Music
I woke up at 11 today. Last week I had the flu and since then I’ve had a constant sore throat and cough. I decided that I should sleep in to help recover from it. It worked for the most part. I feel much better. I should be in lab right now but I didn’t want to risk being sick again.
I’ve been thinking about my music. No one is buying it. I just made a bandcamp last week and I...
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I died for beauty
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by Emily Dickinson
I died for beauty, but was scarce Adjusted in the tomb, When one who died for truth was lain In an adjoining room.
He questioned softly why I failed? “For beauty,” I replied. “And I for truth,—the two are one; We brethren are,” he said.
And so, as kinsmen met a night, We talked between the rooms, Until the moss had reached our lips, And covered up...
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My bandcamp is up and I have three new songs! Check it out when you have time!
http://rhysconger.bandcamp.com/
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I Just finished writing a song I’ve been...
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I am not an artist. Maybe I was at one point. I at least felt like one. I felt like I had so much to express. I don’t really feel anything like that anymore. Only in my worst places do I feel like that. But I always say that I am not an artist and then shortly after I start making art again. But I don’t ever really know. I am just the medium. Art comes to me for a while then leaves me...
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The Gospel of Philip -Light and Darkness
Light and darkness, life and death, on the right and left,
these are children, they are inseparably together.
But the good are not good, the wicked not wicked,
Life not life, death not death.
Each element fades to an original source.
But those who live above the world cannot fade.
They are eternal.
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Last night around 3 am I read more of “The Gnostic Bible” and felt so much better. I think that’s what I have been missing that I keep trying to fill with other things: I need more of a spiritual life. I used to know this but I had completely forgotten. It’s funny too because that’s what Pascal says fills the void but I had discounted it because he believed in, what...
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Bored
I am so bored. I thought I would have a lot to do, or that I would just enjoy relaxing being off from school but I am just so bored.
My thoughts keep on going back to something Pascal says about diversion in Pensees. He says that we constantly distract ourselves and imagine that the happiness we are looking for will be found when we finally stop what we’re doing and relax. But when the time...