Being serious now, I think one way that schools tend to ruin literature for kids is by making them think that looking for SYMBOLS is extremely important.
I enjoy analysis of stories and looking for meaning/symbolism/subtext/etc. because that's how my brain works. But, I do agree with this. Especially in middle and high school it just really kills the experience.
Certainly, but meaning and subtext are not always communicated via symbols.
Anyway, Yes bring back some memories for me. I fondly remember collecting most of their albums when I was about 19, blah blah
Composed himself to artfully carve Zoso in his desk
They was probably thinking fuck you fuck you fuck you in they head
With a hell bound arm and a acidy wash
Homemade curfew a thousand o'clock
And a pot leaf tattoo his friend did drunk
Like a badge of mystique that technically sucked
Taking the name of the father in vain
On the way to the blade in his locker, it's strange
A switch he lifted from a siblings skivvy drawer
Who branched off into ninja stars
And never knew his shit was sharp
To here with a higher purpose
And a prime alert to juvenile beserkers
Like kush Van Morrison an Arcade Drop Floor
Down to the valley time for miss Ahkmar, watch
Capital Z (ed), slowly maneuver the O
S is the most difficult to control
Finally O
Into the eye of Goliath you goes
That levee crushing percussion
Will pull the monkey up right
Twelve or ghetto blaster
Blacken her technicolor telecaster
Lecture at a faster rate
The class was making them develop backwards
It would appear you spelled out all the answers
Somebody in a cultivated moment of distrust, composed themselves enough to magic-marker "Zulu" on these chucks, they was tryin to do the buckle font from 'renegades of funk', in a 3d frame of exploding brick, and whiz-lines for the locally motion sick, beyond gross but evoked a host of "oh dip" where a social neurosis owned the whole strip, heart of a cat with a lark in his mouth in the marrow of waiting his guardians out, flashlight, chisel tips, milked venom, pistol grip, images relocated from milled vellum to scissor kick, silent agreement at hand, king of the hill for a queen of the damned, she in the doorway seething began "that clean white pair had a 3-year planl", oops, capital "zed", radical "u" in the cut, truly to beautiful "l"oser it up, and he done, collateral damage a future alum, that key to Shambala, planet rocking, Bambaatta, sample chop, churning out a cancer for the vandal squad, analog, and he finds, animated colors on a page, like synthesized cultures on a stage
Somebody in a cultivated moment of resolve, composed themselves enough to publicize "the Zeros" in this stall, they was scoping every dog and pony previously scrawled, with a festering hate for the gum drop edge, 'disco sucks' tee, punk's not dead, but a transient teen unsung godsend, via 3 bar chords and a mugshot grin, cheese, sign of a runaway tone in the face of authority thumbing nose, cutting it's teeth
Pretzled up in special order vinyl, and birds that dip their belts in little metal porcupine quills, 2 dutch at a show in the front, low-key to the can for a smoke and a fuck, Trixie, fixing her lipstick up, when his mitts got bit by the mischief bug, snatchl, capital "zed", terrible "e" in vermillion red, gimme an "0" and a slippery "s", over a web of the shittiest bands, that beat your heart out, never bleeped your favorite parts out from a learned curve, of bird fingers bursting out of germs burns, urgently, offered through the circuits ofan earlier plot, I'll see you at the
When they ask how you, feeling you, tell em you, feeling like, something important died screaming, you, tell em you, feeling like, something even more important arrived breathing, something you should probably try feeding
When they as how you, living you, tell em you, living like, something important died hissing, you, tell em you, living like, something even more important arrived giving, something you should probably try willing
That song is about three middle/highschool kids who are just getting into music and are fans of 1. Led Zeppelin (first verse, the ZoSo would give it away if nothing else did), 2. Afrika Bambaataa, and 3. The Zeroes, a punk band.
That song is about three middle/highschool kids who are just getting into music and are fans of 1. Led Zeppelin (first verse, the ZoSo would give it away if nothing else did), 2. Afrika Bambaataa, and 3. The Zeroes, a punk band.
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
Every year at my house there's a big debate over the outdoor Christmas lights.
See, Mother and I like this kind:
But my Dad prefers the LED ones:
Most years we win by default because we already own two sets of the big incandescent C9s. But they're like 5 years old and are starting to fail, so Dad took that as an excuse to buy LED C9s this year.
Most confusing Aesop Rock song is probably "Water". You know you're in for a head trip when the opening spoken word is "it was the most beautiful second coming of Christ that anyone had ever seen".
Yo The water ain't safe, the land's made of water I hug a half empty glass my dignity's trying to pawn her I'm trying to see the future in a tea cup and a saucer But I rather be drinking coffee with my cigarette foster And a run away buckle the cloud-nine fantasy filter to force the brutal truth Of daily market place wars through the roof I mean I stood beneath the icicles that bleed under the awning And magically mastered the great absorbing of spirit falling But I'm sick, I've plowed these fields a thousand times over Sold botanicle research studies to farmers with whole quarters And when science proposes to art besides that peace-full sea I'll be that cat with a ring on a pillow shouting finally Take a number, the apple seeds rained upon each slumber A hundred thousand freaks on parade for the village hunter My every when acted upon has gone loopy But I play a game called lets prepare barnacle city for the end or new sink I split the radius at go getter bellies, reconnaissance Seeping fossil genie bottle optimist freeze Run from the fountain but the fountain is a desert optical tease Tummy full of sand running man impossible stop There's a wing in my gut and i'm all dust Surfing the earth and I dine-rise certainly flushed Now one in the hand is worth two atop the tallest cedar But what lies inside my heart is off the mother f**king meter
[Chorus] See the Water ain't safe no more 'I'm just trying to build my self to act as a truly better man damn' See the water ain't safe no more 'Nah nah the water ain't safe no more' I'm just trying to be a solid oak tree for every child to carve its name across 'The water ain't safe no more' I'm just trying to be the dream of every peasant the hurricane can offer 'I'm just trying to be some body I can talk to in the morning with a smile' The Water ain't safe no more..
[Verse Two]
And i've always been a 40 night chronologic hostage Rusted hook in the lip of the monarch Wingless Anime (idol/idle) I don't play in the man race cycle Hope floater Gloating inside carnal indifference till doom cops are slight and potent quotas I'm 20 something pumping acrylic tomorrow side ways Blazing passage with a map tattooed on the back of the classless Now tip toe across a lost cause Because a lost cause found Don't mean you found a cause That means you found a lost cause Ok now ive been here for role playing Slaying my here and now To benefit consumption for my peers steering the plow And its incredible Handy jackets turn numerals to sentinels But bad apples ain't sweet and cretins ain't that memorable I'm Mozart with a focus on the tide Hiding the inconsistencies of man behind water and wine I wear a tiger stripped ego and bilbo act my progression With a kingliness formulated through the flesh of the oppressors God had a flask I can prove it You really think the 13 loops that loose daughter spawned me a sober unit, check potion Addressed the ghost inside my TV with a ruler Adhere to the back bone stone pusher Here ten thousand hackers deep in a movement Thats 20,000 crucial ruby heels clicking in unison It's beautiful, truly beautiful I keep a stick inside my hand and carve my name inside every wall of the falling hologram
[Chorus] See the Water ain't safe no more 'I'm just trying to build my self to act as a truly better man damn' See the water ain't safe no more 'Nah nah the water ain't safe no more' I'm just trying to be a solid oak tree for every child to carve its name across 'The water ain't safe no more' I'm just trying to be the dream of every peasant the hurricane can offer 'I'm just trying to be some body I can talk to in the morning with a smile'
The Water ain't safe no more...
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there are a couple differing interpretations. The chorus makes the general premise clear though.
it's mostly about how modern society can wear a person down mentally. But it's pretty hard to puzzle through your first time around.
HOW CAN YOU GIVE FUCKING COLD VEIN ANYTHING LESS THAN A 10 YOU RETARDED IDIOTS YOU KNOW NOTHING ABOUT RAP MUSIC ARAGAGASDGEAEGASDGASDGHEIAOEGHAOSDIGHAIOSIG*explosion*
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
> 9-page article on Ted Bundy
> Professor says to "set aside a couple hours" to read through it
What the fuck, do people actually read that slow? It's a long article but it's not going to take "a couple hours"...
Why is everyone talking about metal??? I came here for Classical music, goddammit.
Top comment on this video, I have no idea what you're talking about. If this was put to electric guitars and a drumset, there'd be no question about whether or not this is metal.
> Professor says to "set aside a couple hours" to read through it
What the fuck, do people actually read that slow? It's a long article but it's not going to take "a couple hours"...
Whenever you move on to upper-level classes at university, this usually means "read through it about 5 or 6 times because on the exam I'll ask for details that you'll miss by skimming it over"
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Anyway, Yes bring back some memories for me. I fondly remember collecting most of their albums when I was about 19, blah blah
Most confusing Aesop Rock song is probably "Water". You know you're in for a head trip when the opening spoken word is "it was the most beautiful second coming of Christ that anyone had ever seen".
^seems pretty straightforward
They knew him just a man
The water ain't safe, the land's made of water
I hug a half empty glass my dignity's trying to pawn her
I'm trying to see the future in a tea cup and a saucer
But I rather be drinking coffee with my cigarette foster
And a run away buckle the cloud-nine fantasy filter to force the
brutal truth
Of daily market place wars through the roof
I mean I stood beneath the icicles that bleed under the awning
And magically mastered the great absorbing of spirit falling
But I'm sick, I've plowed these fields a thousand times over
Sold botanicle research studies to farmers with whole quarters
And when science proposes to art besides that peace-full sea
I'll be that cat with a ring on a pillow shouting finally
Take a number, the apple seeds rained upon each slumber
A hundred thousand freaks on parade for the village hunter
My every when acted upon has gone loopy
But I play a game called lets prepare barnacle city for the end
or new sink
I split the radius at go getter bellies, reconnaissance
Seeping fossil genie bottle optimist freeze
Run from the fountain but the fountain is a desert optical
tease
Tummy full of sand running man impossible stop
There's a wing in my gut and i'm all dust
Surfing the earth and I dine-rise certainly flushed
Now one in the hand is worth two atop the tallest cedar
But what lies inside my heart is off the mother f**king meter
[Chorus]
See the Water ain't safe no more
'I'm just trying to build my self to act as a truly better man
damn'
See the water ain't safe no more
'Nah nah the water ain't safe no more'
I'm just trying to be a solid oak tree for every child to carve
its name across
'The water ain't safe no more'
I'm just trying to be the dream of every peasant the hurricane
can offer
'I'm just trying to be some body I can talk to in the morning
with a smile'
The Water ain't safe no more..
[Verse Two]
And i've always been a 40 night chronologic hostage
Rusted hook in the lip of the monarch
Wingless Anime (idol/idle)
I don't play in the man race cycle
Hope floater
Gloating inside carnal indifference till doom cops are slight
and
potent quotas
I'm 20 something pumping acrylic tomorrow side ways
Blazing passage with a map tattooed on the back of the classless
Now tip toe across a lost cause
Because a lost cause found
Don't mean you found a cause
That means you found a lost cause
Ok now ive been here for role playing
Slaying my here and now
To benefit consumption for my peers steering the plow
And its incredible
Handy jackets turn numerals to sentinels
But bad apples ain't sweet and cretins ain't that memorable
I'm Mozart with a focus on the tide
Hiding the inconsistencies of man behind water and wine
I wear a tiger stripped ego and bilbo act my progression
With a kingliness formulated through the flesh of the oppressors
God had a flask I can prove it
You really think the 13 loops that loose daughter
spawned me a sober unit, check potion
Addressed the ghost inside my TV with a ruler
Adhere to the back bone stone pusher
Here ten thousand hackers deep in a movement
Thats 20,000 crucial ruby heels clicking in unison
It's beautiful, truly beautiful
I keep a stick inside my hand
and carve my name inside every wall of the falling hologram
[Chorus]
See the Water ain't safe no more
'I'm just trying to build my self to act as a truly better man
damn'
See the water ain't safe no more
'Nah nah the water ain't safe no more'
I'm just trying to be a solid oak tree for every child to carve
its name across
'The water ain't safe no more'
I'm just trying to be the dream of every peasant the hurricane
can offer
'I'm just trying to be some body I can talk to in the morning
with a smile'
The Water ain't safe no more...
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there are a couple differing interpretations. The chorus makes the general premise clear though.
it's mostly about how modern society can wear a person down mentally. But it's pretty hard to puzzle through your first time around.
Also Pitchfork Media gave Cannibal Ox's Cold Vein a fucking eight point three.
Are you kidding me?
I'm OK with them.
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead