ee Cummings’s balloonman. Aka Kreinbring being creepy and weird
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ee Cummings’s balloonman. Aka Kreinbring being creepy and weird
It’s strange because, when you listen to it, you’d automatically label it as a love song. But in meditation of its music plus its lyrics, it can’t just be a love song. In fact it isn’t. None of it’s words indicate confinement to a lover. It embodies the process of becoming attached to someone based on how they make you feel. Forgetting a person’s death will be unavoidable for perhaps a couple of months, and if you’re lucky—years. However, only those who are as highly esteemed as parents, grandparents, pets and musical icons exact that privilege, in our eyes. And though I may not amount to any of those positions, I desire people to remember my presence everlasting. “Now I’ve got you in my space, I won’t let go of you. Caught you shackled in my embrace. I’m latching onto you”. You’re almost disturbed by the fact that Sam wants to shackle you and trap you. But when you’re being spoken to by the right person, it’s comforting that they will always want you.
***Caution! This song has the swear words in it, which I'm sure your innocent ears have never, ever heard before. So beware.***
What possessed me to buy 3 ukuleles for my family? This song. And I would absolutely do it again because of how much fun they are.
Not only does this song inspire me to play the ukulele, but inspires me to create freely and without fear. This is important to me because I constantly struggle with anxiety toward art. What is supposed to be a stress reliever for me is actually one of my greatest sources of stress. The line, "stop pretending art is hard", struck me when I first heard this song. It made me look within myself to understand why I was so afraid of creating. What I learned was that it was actually failing that I feared most. But the line in the chorus, "even if your grades are bad, it doesn't mean you're failing," encouraged me to push past this. It encouraged me to look at art as a journey instead of an end goal. Failure is allowed to be a part of the process. This song freed me in a way I never thought I could be.
Kreinbring's Assignment
"At least three times this week, I need you to reblog... To post three times this week, and every one of those posts need to have a significant amount of text with it..."
Also, read chapter 6, 7, and 8 and read:
Frederick Douglas: 'Learning to Read and Write' and Chap. 6 by tomorrow.
Lars Eighner: 'On Dumpster Diving'