heavyness - intense

as for publishing he advised me

to paper my wall with rejection slips

his lips and the bones of his long fingers trembled

with the vehemence of his views about poetry

he said the great presence

that permitted everything and transmuted it

in poetry was passion

passion was genius and he praised movement and invention

capture something about the tension between desperately wanting to say “I knew it!” and recognizing that there’s no way to neutralize or declutter the past—at some point, the only thing a person can do is reorient and move on. The track reminds me, in both sound and vibe, of Modest Mouse’s “3rd Planet,” another tender and brambly song about trying... See more

He wanted to be at the boundary of the war (physically and emotionally), because it is at the boundary that essential truths reveal themselves—both in the mathematical and existential sense.

Every choice is a thread, measured, repeated, reinforced.

“Most modern freedom is at root fear. It is not so much that we are too bold to endure rules; it is rather that we are too timid to endure responsibilities.”

― G.K. Chesterton

Returning to Barthes, he said, “The fatal feature of any passion is that it craves an eternity while knowing its own possibility.” There’s a specific hunger that isn’t sated by bodies

Of how too much possibility can fray the edges of a person.

everything is sexy and no one is horny.

Obviously the line is vulgar and graphic and desperate. It’s violent. But after Yves Tumor says it a handful of times in the song, they eventually drop the first part and just say, ‘Till you love me. Till you love me. Till you love me.’ It eventually ends on, ‘love me. love me.’ The line goes from a threat of violence to a plea for love. It goes... See more