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S1E18. A frozen conceit
[INTRO]
Local anchors list the ways
viewers might enjoy tomorrow.
One says, “Get some great….”, but
that seems like a stretch.
The other snickers, meaning,
“Where were you going with that?”
Like you thought
Like you could defend
vanity
in the sense of
idle conceit,
vacuous self-
absorption,
doing whatever
it takes to
whatever
because, really.
As if to say,
“Conceit is the vacuum energy.”
[CHORUS]
[FIRST LINE] What are you listening to? Do you think you are very talented? Yes, right, but do not be arrogant. You and I can not understand at the same time what is being said now.
[SECOND LINE] The human mind is very complex and also has the ability to do strange things, But there are no limits, it’s our brain that is limited. It’s our mind that understands the infinite in a limited way because it is easier for it.
[THIRD LINE] If you can hear this, then you are choosing not to hear other sounds, it is true that we are not able to hear and understand all the sounds at the same time, but we can choose what to hear.
[VERSE]
I have seen a life laid to waste,
in the name of pure stubbornness,
in the absolute definition of denial.
I see my own life.
Caught up on the same rails,
charging full steam ahead,
to a tunnel where no light shines.
The gates of experience fly by.
Still frames of adventures
I have excused myself from
for reasons, for selfishness.
Vanity . . . shame.
The double yellow line,
solid and illuminated,
laughs as I attempt to find the nerve.
To dare cross.
Throwing up walls of resistance
as the hourglass bleeds
grains of sand I can’t afford.
I have seen a lifetime
laid to waste,
and in its shadow,
I have seen my own.
Intro by Rae Armantrout
Chorus by Ali Alizade Haqiqi
Verse by Natasha Head
Photo by Elia Bonetti
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By Ali Alizade Haqiqi[INTRO]
Local anchors list the ways
viewers might enjoy tomorrow.
One says, “Get some great….”, but
that seems like a stretch.
The other snickers, meaning,
“Where were you going with that?”
Like you thought
Like you could defend
vanity
in the sense of
idle conceit,
vacuous self-
absorption,
doing whatever
it takes to
whatever
because, really.
As if to say,
“Conceit is the vacuum energy.”
[CHORUS]
[FIRST LINE] What are you listening to? Do you think you are very talented? Yes, right, but do not be arrogant. You and I can not understand at the same time what is being said now.
[SECOND LINE] The human mind is very complex and also has the ability to do strange things, But there are no limits, it’s our brain that is limited. It’s our mind that understands the infinite in a limited way because it is easier for it.
[THIRD LINE] If you can hear this, then you are choosing not to hear other sounds, it is true that we are not able to hear and understand all the sounds at the same time, but we can choose what to hear.
[VERSE]
I have seen a life laid to waste,
in the name of pure stubbornness,
in the absolute definition of denial.
I see my own life.
Caught up on the same rails,
charging full steam ahead,
to a tunnel where no light shines.
The gates of experience fly by.
Still frames of adventures
I have excused myself from
for reasons, for selfishness.
Vanity . . . shame.
The double yellow line,
solid and illuminated,
laughs as I attempt to find the nerve.
To dare cross.
Throwing up walls of resistance
as the hourglass bleeds
grains of sand I can’t afford.
I have seen a lifetime
laid to waste,
and in its shadow,
I have seen my own.
Intro by Rae Armantrout
Chorus by Ali Alizade Haqiqi
Verse by Natasha Head
Photo by Elia Bonetti
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Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/atred/message