^ this song is a certified BOP
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^ this song is a certified BOP
"Sadly it could never be sorted, what desire was. Though, it used to be wonted that one gave himself over each time to the cramped flight. That was the dream. To study charts, now, that is something. The consummate lines showing neatly as rise, simply, an arc near the answer to some question I'd posed, and light, very light. Having reached nirvana, I'd keep myself nestled in the lit strata of some stars, a sheet of carbon, dense and billow in my high Fahrenheit, a shroud. In all directions the light is smoothed. Kept so utterly stitched, beyond idiocy only insentience could follow."
-- Stephanie Adams-Santos, "The Insentientist"
"There's the desire to return, to love, to not be absent, and the desire to die, fought by two opposing waters that are never to be an isthmus.
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There's the desire... to have no desire, Lord; I point the finger of deicide at you: there's the desire to have never had a heart."
-- César Vallejo, from "Weary Rings" tr. Rebecca Seiferle
Artist: Wax
Track Name: Don't Need