Posts Tagged ‘meaning’

Hidden Hearts

Monday, December 13th, 2010

She leaves her hearts
In the strangest of places
Hidden around the world
Each heart for its owner
Who lost it long ago
But she kept them safe
In the dark of the night
Making sure their fire
Never truly died
Keeping them alive
In the darkest of hours
Nursing them back to life
After they were broken
After they were discarded
With the drop of a hat
She is the keeper of the hearts
Holding each within her own
Waiting on the outskirts
For when it is finally time
To return them to their owners
The empty ones
The ones without purpose
Living a meaningless life
She waits ever patient
The unsung hero of hearts
Who keeps the fire of life burning
In this ever darkening world
As long as the hidden hearts remain
There is hope for humanity

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One (IB English Essay)

Wednesday, September 30th, 2009

I just have to put this out here,


Sorry U2, but it isn’t your fault, blame IB. We had to write an essay on the song “One” by U2 that was a little absurd. By now I have watched tha buffalo video (which by the way still makes no sense to me even though I have dragged bits of meaning out of it)

I love buffalo, but I can’t stand them anymore because I break out into song. Which isn’t so pretty a thing in itself. I am still wondering.. why did the buffalo jump off a cliff? WHY?

I basically threw my alarm clock against my wall because it turned on at an ungodly hour playing that song. The first thought of my day shouldn’t have to be what the meaning of slow motion buffalos mean. That is just wrong.

I will catch myself singing it as I walk around, and the funniest part is, I will notice all around me people are doing the same thing and hating themselves for it. You can just see people walk around and they start to hum or sing and then they start pounding on their head and screaming the question “WHY!?”

No, they are not trying to punch out voices in their head, they are trying to get rid of that song. I swear that song will haunt me for the rest of my life.

Don’t get me wrong, it isn’t because the essay was so hard, it is because I had to listen to that song so many times and analyze the death out of it while knowing we are pulling out so much more meaning then there was ever meant to be.

So I ask, no more. I don’t ever want to hear it again.

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