"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
Check me out
Getting all high brow
Quoting Shakespeare, no less
To help describe how
Hard it can be
When fighting off sadness
Even if there is method
In it’s madness
Shaking Spears
‘When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions ‘
‘Tell me about it, my friend, that’s why we fucking deserve medallions’
(Originally Posted 27.08.2020)
Not much to add to this one
As of it I am quite proud
All I will say
Is like the play
It’s best if you read it out loud
A Modern Day Soliloquy
To text,
Or not to text:
That is the question:
Whether ’tis best just to disappear or perhaps
Continue this same conversation with you,
On a face to face and in person basis,
And by doing so end us.
(Originally Posted 05.03.2020)
‘… I have of late—but wherefore I know not—lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises, and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory; this most excellent canopy, the air—look you, this brave o’erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire—why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapors. What a piece of work is a man! How noble in reason, how infinite in faculty! In form and moving how express and admirable! In action how like an angel, in apprehension how like a god! The beauty of the world. The paragon of animals. And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust? Man delights not me. No, nor woman neither…’
Hamlet: Act II, Scene II
(or Withnail – your choice)
Don’t worry,
I’ll stay
behind
the curtain.
So you don’t
have to see,
the damage
you’ve done.
(Originally Posted 21.4.2019)
‘When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions ‘
‘Tell me about it, my friend, that’s why we deserve fucking medallions’
To text,
Or not to text:
That is the question:
Whether ’tis best just to disappear or perhaps
Continue this same conversation with you,
On a face to face and in person basis,
And by doing so end us.
It’s finally time
To shuffle off
For of this life
I’ve had enough
Ramblings Of A Fragile Mind 