Quote for Discussion: Thy will be done

I was born into self-actualization, I knew exactly who I was, but I never got my chance to be young,

so when you lay me inside of a coffin, bury me on the side of the hill. That’s a good place to get some thinking done.

It didn’t work out the way that I planned it. They all seem to want to take it away, everything that I thought to be true,

so it’s obvious to me somebody, somewhere must have really done a number on you and I know because the fuckers got me too.

All the pretty horses, all flowers and trees, they will all mean less than nothing when it all has come to be.

God sent me a vision of the future in a dream on a Saturday night and I see no reason to celebrate,

for when I saw it I wept like a child. It came to me like a knife in the chest. You and me and everyone, forever, to ache and ache and ache.

So Father, if it’s possible, let this cup pass me by,

but if it can’t without my drinking it, then thy will be done.

-Titus Andronicus, “Upon Viewing Bruguel’s “Landscape with the Fall of Icarus”

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  1. …you can listen to the song here.

    • pfiore8 on December 28, 2008 at 11:39

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    Landscape With The Fall of Icarus  

    by William Carlos Williams



    According to Brueghel

    when Icarus fell

    it was spring

    a farmer was ploughing

    his field

    the whole pageantry

    of the year was

    awake tingling

    near

    the edge of the sea

    concerned

    with itself

    sweating in the sun

    that melted

    the wings’ wax

    unsignificantly

    off the coast

    there was

    a splash quite unnoticed

    this was

    Icarus drowning

    love this:

    God sent me a vision of the future in a dream on a Saturday night and I see no reason to celebrate,

    for when I saw it I wept like a child. It came to me like a knife in the chest. You and me and everyone, forever, to ache and ache and ache.

    So Father, if it’s possible, let this cup pass me by,

    but if it can’t without my drinking it, then thy will be done.

    • Robyn on December 28, 2008 at 19:38

    Early in the morning sunlight

    Soaring on the wings of dawn

    Here I’ll live and die with my wings in the sky

    And I won’t come down no more

    Higher than a bird I’m flying

    Crimson skies of ice and fire

    Borne on wings of steel I have so much to feel

    And I won’t come down no more

    Sail on, sail on, I will rise each day to meet the dawn

    So high, so high

    I’ve climbed the mountains of the sky

    Without my wings you know I’d surely die

    I found my freedom flyin’ high

    I’ve climbed the mountains of the sky

    Floating on a cloud of amber

    Searching for the rainbow’s end

    Earth so far below me,

    I’m here alone, free

    I can’t come down no more

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