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how fantasy saved my life (a lyric essay)(There…)how fantasy saved my life (a lyric essay) by Masukee
I was lying flat on my back on a park bench the day I realized something about myself. It was not the first time I had wandered toward that park bench with the intent to rest, and it certainly wouldn't be the last. I was not chagrined, however, by my not just taking my rest, but reclining upon the bench entirely, because I was not beautiful enough to have to be ashamed of myself. Wearing the most innocuous of clothes, I was a veritable ghost lingering among the living, inconsequential and invisible to each passer-by. Invisible, alone, and lying on a park bench, I reigned in my tears as I tried to calm myself. I was riled up, my composure coiled tightly inside me like a spring, ready to snap at the slightest break in my stability. I had hoped that seeking solace outside in the natural world would help me, but alas, that turned out not to be the case. The sky above was vast, but it could not help me. The Earth below me was cool, but it could
what I know about love (a braided essay)(Ilùvatar and the Void)what I know about love (a braided essay) by Masukee
I have always loved The Lord of the Rings, and all things that are connected to the lore of Middle Earth. I read The Hobbit years ago, and The Lord of the Rings trilogy I devoured within a few months of each other. It's been a long gap of years since I last set down the beautiful green cover of my copy of The Return of the King and the present, where I have recently opened the soothing purple cover of The Silmarillion. It reads like a Bible, like a religious text that speaks the truth, and I can't help but fall into its lore with more love than I intended.
I'm learning so much more about this world that I only had limited knowledge of before now. I am learning about Eru, or Ilùvatar, as the Elves call him, and his creation of the Ainur. I'm learning about how some of the Ainur left the comfort of their life by Eru's side to follow the Imperishable Flame and create Arda for Eru's Childre
been your will.For a creature of understanding,been your will. by Masukee
Rarely was he understood.
Through times rough and demanding,
He was carved of charring wood.
Emotions gathered on his lashes.
Syrupy, they dripped and fell.
If his cheeks were sore and swollen,
No one said that they could tell.
He was born of something natural,
Something he cannot emote.
He was made for happy silence,
Not your two cents down his throat.
Through his golden curls
The sun shone and gave me will.
His smile cut through the whirls
Of hate that bound me, made me ill.
He was a beauty beyond compare,
A vice that I couldn't repent.
He was the sun, the sea, the air,
The voice that came and then that went.
He had his pick of everyone,
For everyone would want him.
But of all the creatures of the sun,
He chose my dark to haunt him.
Despite the essence of his light,
He lingers near my dark.
Despite how often I choose to fight,
He'll listen and he'll hark.
I'm overwhelmed by his decision,
By his will to be my friend.
He's cut through me with preci
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