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Van Occupanther

I am loving the songs that I am finding during this winter break. You have to check this one out. Its somewhere along Indie/rock or Folk/Rock. 😀

I must be careful now in my steps
Years of calculations and the stress
My science is waiting, nearly complete
One glass will last for nearly a week

Let me not get down from walking with no-one
and if I stumble from exhaustion
These buckets are heavy, I fill them with water
I could ask these people, but I shouldn’t bother

Oh no, I’ve stumbled, was I going too fast?
Some get angry, some of them laugh
They told me I wouldn’t, but I found an answer
I’m Van Occupanther, I’m Van Occupanther!

Let me not be too consumed with this world
Sometimes I want to go home
and stay out of sight for a long time

Let me not be too consumed with this world
Sometimes I want to go home
and stay out of sight for a long time


The imagery!

Over the way lights went on; far down the block the crash was heard, and pedestrians rushed up wonderingly; upstairs a tired man awoke from the edge of sleep and a little girl whimpered in a haunted doze. And all over the moonlit sidewalk around the still, black form, hundreds of prisms and cubes and splinters of glass reflected the light in little gleams of blue, and black edged with yellow, and yellow, and crimson edged with black.

The Cut-Glass Bowl, F. Scott Fitzgerald 


So pretty, isn’t it? Its one of the best last lines of a story that I have read so far. Every time I read this I fall in love with Fitzgerald all over.

Father John Misty

Everyone’s riding on the rolling tide
Their hearts are heavy and the sea is wide
I’ll never make it to the other side
Friends of mine

O I long to feel your arms around me
O I long to feel your arms around me

I keep feeling like I die a little every time I listen to this song. Its so good. It reminds me how every one is moving on with their lives, looking ahead and I am still stuck there, maybe with a goofy grin, waiting for a hand to pull me along.

An Open letter to Jealousy.

Hey there my old friend.

I am not into back stabbing hence I shall be direct with you. Why have you been messing with my head? Playing with the chords of my brain? Manipulating my thoughts? Why have you become a part of my life? I don’t need you. I simply could to without you and I can defeat you. Newsflash guys: we can’t, unless..

You’re like a leech, Jealousy. Lingering and preying on our ability to reason. It’s like a battle in our heads. We’re mere pawns enslaved by you. We come to hate our comrades for you. We lose our sense of purpose for you. We give into Anger for you. Let it embrace our body, head to toe, and make love to us with brief punches aimed straight at our hearts. Breaking and shattering us to a point that we are ready to dissolve our identity for you.

How much more will you colonise of this vessel? How long will you reign over our faculties? Disperse. Don’t get conceited. You have been getting too ahead of yourself, you yourself have been enslaved by Vanity. The vessel yes, you can claim to be yours but whoever made you think you’ve managed to grab hold of our souls? I see you shrink everyday, Reason has been manipulating your pawns and the tables are turning. The stage right now indicates how we are under your influence, yes. However just know it very well, somewhere we feel in control too, and one thing I am sure of. We don’t want to be under your influence.

I wish you see how we overtake you.