#good-bye

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DONNA PAULSEN & HARVEY SPECTER in SUITS, 7x16 “Good-Bye” ❤️

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Aaron Tveit!

Moulin Rouge - Come What May x

Earth Abides - S1E4 x

Moulin Rouge - Come What May

Wicked - Dancing through Life x

Grease Live - Grease lightning x

Catch Me if You Can - Good-bye x

Moulin Rouge - El Tango De Roxanne x

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TV SHOWS' (SHIP) WEDDINGS 🤍

SUITS (2011 - 2019)

RACHEL ZANE & MIKE ROSS (MACHEL)

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Via The Consecrated Woman | ENCOURAGING AND INSPIRING THE WORLD WITH DAILY BIBLE VERSES

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I think that I will take my leave from artwork and online spaces. I came online to try to make friends, but it seems clear that the people online are not interested in forming connections with me. It is lonely, and I do not like to be reminded of my isolation. I wish to thank those who have been kind to me and apologize to everyone for my misunderstandings. I know, this is not an airport and there is no need to announce my departure, but i have become attached to my little space here, and wished to leave at least an explanation to anyone who may stumble upon this blog. Silence is painful, and I can no longer endure invisibility. It was fun while it lasted.

[kamaradka]

it was cool i got to spend a few days hanging out w my dearest friends but ithink i am developing something terminal

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One of my followers (who asked to remain anonymous) sent me this poem by Ralph Waldo Emerson. I don't know that it has any connection to You Are Home, but in it he talks about going home. It's quite interesting to think about in terms of where Harry is at in his career. Perhaps it means nothing, but...

Good-Bye

- Ralph Waldo Emerson

Good-bye, proud world! I'm going home:

Thou art not my friend, and I'm not thine.

Long through thy weary crowds I roam;

A river-ark on the ocean brine,

Long I've been tossed like the driven foam;

But now, proud world! I'm going home.

Good-bye to Flattery's fawning face;

To Grandeur with his wise grimace;

To upstart Wealth's averted eye;

To supple Office, low and high;

To crowded halls, to court and street;

To frozen hearts and hasting feet;

To those who go, and those who come;

Good-bye, proud world! I'm going home.

I am going to my own hearth-stone,

Bosomed in yon green hills alone, —

A secret nook in a pleasant land,

Whose groves the frolic fairies planned;

Where arches green, the livelong day,

Echo the blackbird's roundelay,

And vulgar feet have never trod

A spot that is sacred to thought and God.

O, when I am safe in my sylvan home,

I tread on the pride of Greece and Rome;

And when I am stretched beneath the pines,

Where the evening star so holy shines,

I laugh at the lore and the pride of man,

At the sophist schools, and the learned clan;

For what are they all, in their high conceit,

When man in the bush with God may meet?

Reading of this poem:

Announcing his retirement from worldly pursuits, the speaker engages in criticism of the various vicissitudes of the "proud world," which he finds troubling and ultimately tiresome.

First Stanza: Retirement from the Weary World

The speaker in Emerson's little drama bids the world "Good-Bye" and then claims that he is going home. The world is not his home, and it is not his friend nor is he a friend of the world. He has wandered for many years among the worldly crowds and finds them weary.

The speaker likens himself to a "river-ark on the ocean brine," tossing on the sea like the "driven foam." But now he has determined that he will no longer remain a part of this madness; he has determined to say good-bye to this proud world because he is now "going home."

Second Stanza: List of Complaints

In the second stanza, the speaker catalogues a number of his complaints with the world: he disdains the flattery, calling it "Flattery's fawning face." He dislikes "Grandeur with his wise grimace" and "upstart Wealth's averted eye."

The speaker is also happy to say good-bye to "supple Office, low and high" while he deplores crowded halls that he has experienced in both court and street. He finds distasteful the people with "frozen hearts and hasting feet."

Thus, he is quite pleased to be saying, "Good-bye, proud world! I'm going home."

Third Stanza: Selecting His Own Society

The speaker uses the final two stanzas to dramatize the opposite atmosphere, the place to which he is thankfully retiring, the place he calls home. He proclaims, "I am going to my own hearth-stone / Bosomed in yon green hills alone."

This speaker is fortunate enough to already possess a wooded retreat to which he can withdraw from the busy world. He goes on to dramatize his home as a "secret nook in a pleasant land / Whose grove the frolic fairies planned."

The happy speaker imparts the image of a place that is other-worldly, almost a dream paradise that hardly seems any part of the world from which he is retreating.

In this place where nature is "green, the livelong day" and where "echo the blackbirds roundelay," the very ground has escaped the busy trod of "vulgar feet." This place is so grand and pristine as to be "sacred to thought and God."

Fourth Stanza: A Place for the Divine Creator

In the final stanza, the speaker waxes ever more spiritual, as he again relays his scorn for the pride of "Greece and Rome" and derides "the lore and pride of man." He scoffs at both the "sophist schools and the learned clan."

Unfriendly to humankind's secular machinations, this speaker finds holy the "evening star," and he closes by posing a rhetorical question, "For what are they all, in their high conceit, / When man in the bush with God may meet?"

He avers that meeting God in a natural setting profits the soul in ways that immersion in the activities of the world cannot.

[bacchanal333]

Time to say good bye to our friends and good bye to a seven months journey of horror, laughs, memes, and art.

As we wrap up the wonderful Dracula Daily, I want to thank in particular

@immediatebreakfast

@marghen

@kaiserin-erzsebet

For their wonderful analysis and consistent humor. You made DD particularly special, for me ❤