Music to My Mind
"Have you, gentle reader, ever experienced anything that totally possessed you heart, your thoughts, and your senses to the exclusion of all else? Everything seethed and roiled within you; heated blood surged through your veins and inflamed your cheeks. Your gaze was peculiar, as if seeing forms in empty space invisible to other eyes, and speech dissolved into gloomy sighs. Then your friend asked and you: "What is it, dear friend? What is the matter?" And wishing to describe the picture in your mind with all its vivid colors, the light and the shade, you struggled vainly to find words. But it seemed to you that you had to gather together all that had occurred --the wonderful, the magnificent, the heinous, the joyous, the ghastly-- and express it in the very first word so that it would strike like lightening. Yet every word, everything within the realm of speech, seemed colorless, frigid, dead. You tried, tried again, stuttered and stammered, while the insipid questions asked by your friend struck your glowing passion like icy blasts until it was almost extinguished."
-E.T.A. Hoffman, The Sandman
Sometimes others say what cannot be said better ..and always, by not saying it. I don't have time for this post; I need to be reading my passage for my culture studies on food in American culture... Whoa! Reality. There it is. A shocking development that was developed a long time ago. I guess that means we're just oblivious? Not I says the eye.
I guess we're all caught red handed in an attempt. Stark naked. If we're good, we conjured a sheet out of nowhere before we turned our face to the intruder. "And we're rolling..." Sharpen that edge.
"I swear I was never that way, even when I really cracked."
Again. Again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again. More. Give me more. Again.
-E.T.A. Hoffman, The Sandman
Sometimes others say what cannot be said better ..and always, by not saying it. I don't have time for this post; I need to be reading my passage for my culture studies on food in American culture... Whoa! Reality. There it is. A shocking development that was developed a long time ago. I guess that means we're just oblivious? Not I says the eye.
I guess we're all caught red handed in an attempt. Stark naked. If we're good, we conjured a sheet out of nowhere before we turned our face to the intruder. "And we're rolling..." Sharpen that edge.
"I swear I was never that way, even when I really cracked."
Again. Again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again. More. Give me more. Again.