Keats' Love Letter

My dearest Lady,

…Ask yourself my love whether you are very cruel to have so entrammelled me, so destroyed my freedom.

Will you confess this in the Letter you must write immediately and do all you can to console me in it — make it rich as a draught of poppies to intoxicate me — write the softest words and kiss them that I may at least touch my lips where yours have been.

For myself I know not how to express my devotion to so fair a form: I want a brighter word than bright, a fairer word than fair. I almost wish we were butterflies and liv’d but three summer day — three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain.

But however selfish I may feel, I am sure I could never act selfishly: as I told you a day or two before I left Hampstead, I will never return to London if my Fate does not turn up Pam or at least a Court. Though I could centre my Happiness in you I cannot expect to engross your heart so entirely — indeed if I thought you felt as much for me as I do for you at this moment I do not think I could restrain myself from seeing you again tomorrow for the delight of one embrace.

But no — I must live upon hope and Chance. In case of the worst that can happen, I shall still love you — but what hatred I shall have for another!

Letter to Fanny Brawne from John Keats

Parting Love

Felt just like yesterday
Living life without a care
Passing notes in the hallway
Meeting you was simply answered prayer

I fell in love with you like they do in old school
Saw you walk through the door and I just knew
Eyes forever searching truth
It was in the way you stared through my very heart
That's when I knew I loved you

Kites rise and fall with the wind
Feels like I let the symphony of death win
Running shoes tied, the pavement doesn't cry
It's easier to face than to look you in the eye

I fell in love with you but broke the golden rule
Saw you walk out the door and I just knew
Eyes forever sought the truth
It was in the way you saw through my every thought
That's how I knew I loved you

Cello plays, while the bow glides in melodious haze
And these tears they'll fall for eternity's days
A swell in chord, a heave and sigh
Holding back, we say good-bye

Now you're gone and our orchestra is done
What started so beautiful ended so young
And though my selfishness bleeds through
It's simply because I still love you


"I love you the more in that I believe you had liked me for my own sake and for nothing else."
-John Keats

My Beating Heart

Oh don't do this to me again
Don't open the door
Just this once let him stand alone

Too many times you've welcomed them with out stretched arms
Too many times you've let them set us on fire
Please don't let me fall in love again

He smiles sweetly and you melt at his touch
Pull yourself together, don't replicate history
Some say we've got to be careful
Some say we've got to love like we're dyin
But you've lost all direction
And I don't want to die

Oh beating heart, don't let me fall in love again
Don't let me feel that rush of joy
Just to drown in fear-filled tears
Dry me with simple facts of reality

You think you're smart
Think you've sorted this puzzle complete
But dear you haven't a clue
And this broken record sounds just like you

You've gone and jumped off the deep end
You're hoping I'll give you my hand and pull you back to reason
You've gone and fallen in love again
And I'll be waiting here, just as before
Ready to sweep your broken pieces from the floor

The Van Helsings of the Roach World.

My room mate (Steph) and I had a AFV moment with a roach.
That was funny.
So funny in fact, allow me give you the play by play:

S: "ROACH!" (points to under the dining table)
A bolts from couch, runs to bathroom to grab killing spray, runs back to dining room and starts rapid fire.
S takes zebra dust pan and tries to corner roach.
Roach scurries (yes, scurried.) off dust pan down the hall, toward A and A's room.
A: "EEPPPP!!!!!! IT'S ATTACKING ME!!!"
Roach turns and heads for S's room.
S: "AH! DON'T SPRAY IT INTO MY ROOM!!!"
A, with malicious fever in her eyes: "DIE ROACH DIE!!!"

...

We started cracking up.



Pretend the axe is a long handled, zebra striped dust pan and you've got Steph.



Now pretend the axe is in fact a bottle of bug killer, and you've got yours truly.



Awww sweet psychotic vengeance!

The Rising by Alarm.

“Tell them that I am defying gravity!” Plays for a minute, then shuts off for four, plays for a minute, and shuts off for four. The cycle repeats for about an hour.

“Cat! I’m a kitty cat! And I dance, dance, dance! And I dance, dance, dance!” Plays for a minute, then shuts off for four, plays for a minute, and shuts off for four. This too, repeats for about an hour.

Then comes the sound of John Clease pretending to be French in Monty Python and the Holy Grail. Again, we have minutes of noise, minutes of silence, on and off for about an hour.

These play in between themselves, each minute played is one after the other. In essence, a five minute cycle consists of three minutes noise and two minutes silence.

There’s the half hour prelude of “Razor” by Foo Fighters and the half hour epilogue of “Jenny was a Friend of Mine” by The Killers.

This is how I rise in the morning. Fascinating no? Depressing if one thinks about it. My body so longs to stay cocooned in its shell of fabrics, that it takes an hour and a half to waken the mind enough to pull myself out of bed. I think I might need more sleep.

Let Go

Stop holding on to the mirror, staring at your reflection of the past
Don't reminisce of your gallant ghost; a vapor cloaked in hero's robes
Child of heartbreak fear not, for he'll haunt you no more

Someone needs to get her feet off memory lane
And her head back in the clouds
Dream deep sweet lover, dream deep

Keep treading water, waiting for the moment to be released
From this prison he's created, muddying the waters of your perceptions
Let me set you free, strip you of your shackles you once willingly donned

Walk from your distress oh steadfast innocence, leave naught behind
Turn your eyes and close your ears to the sight of his blood
To the sound of his last breath, his reality denied

Please bring your feet off memory lane
And rest your head back in the clouds
Dream deep sweet lover, dream deep

Mohr

A longing burns deep in my soul
A passion so hot it scalds the heart
A want that pressures the flesh
To walk upon the cliffs, satisfy my core

I wear the guise of slavery
I tread the earth with my ball and chain
I seek a key to unlock my shackles
To walk upon the cliffs, freedom to explore

Her wave of green
Her heart cry myth
Her legend long
To walk upon her cliffs, hear the ocean roar

Oh lady love
Oh Irish plain
With arms outstretched
I will walk upon your cliffs, dream forever more