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Low Estate– 16 Horsepower

“To hell with boys creepin’ up slowly
Swingin’ them shovels ‘round
Diggin’ up words of pleasure
From evil hollow ground

Oh, an’ here’s one now girl
The devil is in his eye
You’d better start stirring up soil boy,
Or hear ever you’ll lie.

See I whispered to you in the dark
And I think you heard me say
‘Let’s say goodbye like we said hello,
In a friendly kind of way’

Charlie’s keen an’ Charlie’s neat,
But David, he’s a dandy
David he’s a nice young man
He feeds the girls on candy

Does he love you? No–
He love you not.
Does he want you? Yeah,
It’s you that’s got. 

See he whispers to me in the dark,
And all that sordid gain
Well, let’s say goodbye like we said hello
In a angry kinda way

Yes and what I done, that’s my damage
An’ what you do is your’n
Y’all got nothin’ on me
But I’ll take that there crown of thorns.”

For Heaven’s Sake– 16 Horsepower

“Surely knew it was a trap, yeah
Yet my hands they would not listen
I shoulda known your word was flap
Comin’ out all sweet an’ drippin’ 

So where could I go – yes but to the Lord
I been to your house an’ see what you adore
I left there stiff – stiff as a board
Where could I go but to the Lord

When will I hurt for heaven’s sake
When will I suffer for the sake of heaven

All my love well it is madness
Freely given to you folks with gladness
I will not live and die – no not by the sword
I am weak without the joy of the Lord

Taste and see that the Lord is good
Let’s bend our knees like we know we should
We can’t see clear – our eyes are made of wood
Taste and see boy, that the Lord is good.”

misbehavingmaiar:

Song: The Wolf and the Swallow– Mikolai Stroinski 

‘Sleep, Oh unhappy, tortured thrall!
Thou woebegotten, fail and fall 
down, down from anguish, hatred, pain,
from lust, from hunger, bond and chain,
to that oblivion, dark and deep,
the well, the lightless pit of sleep!
For one brief hour escape the net,
the dreadful doom of life forget!’
~Luthien’s spell on Carcharoth, Canto XIII, The Lay of Leithian

Song: The Wolf and the Swallow– Mikolai Stroinski 

‘Sleep, Oh unhappy, tortured thrall!
Thou woebegotten, fail and fall 
down, down from anguish, hatred, pain,
from lust, from hunger, bond and chain,
to that oblivion, dark and deep,
the well, the lightless pit of sleep!
For one brief hour escape the net,
the dreadful doom of life forget!’
~Luthien’s spell on Carcharoth, Canto XIII, The Lay of Leithian

chiliadicorum:

Random writing challenge! It’s a widely known thing how music is often an inspirational tool for writing, so if that concept applies to you, I offer a prompt.

Tagging: @maedhroswhy, @first-son-of-finwe, @glorfindelsbitch, @elrondd, @celeborn-of-doriath, @celebbun, @melkorwashere, @celegorm-turcafinwe, @glorfy-the-bright-haired-ellon, @chief-laurefindil, @feanore, @mairon-ate-my-fish, @strong-voiced, @hasty-riser, @nyarnamaitar (your fav), @feanope, @misbehavingmaiar, @littlestfinwe, @masteroftheseas, @lord-of-angband, @harnatano, @turcafinwe-tyelkormo, @banner-bearer and anyone else who has a muse or a favorite character who’s interested in this who I haven’t listed.

Feel free to bypass this if you want to, but I’m curious as what you’ll come up with. And I thought it might be fun. So, here’s what you do:

1. Listen to this song (some will probably recognize it)
2. Close your eyes and apply it to your muse while it’s playing
3. Open your eyes when it’s finished
4. Write the scene or a summary of the scene that you find yourself imagining

Yeah, it’s no original idea, but I see too few of these prompts. 🙂
EDIT: And if you decide to do this, please post it in reply to this! I would love to read them.

I listened for my muse in this piece but I could find neither of them– except perhaps in the very beginning, where briefly I could hear the low harmonies of Aulë. But Sauron and Melkor are nowhere in this melody for me. This is a song of peaceful melancholy, light filtering through a forest’s canopy, new growth claiming past relics. This is an elf song, if ever there was one. This is water dripping from the fingers of Galadriel. 
Both my muses have felt their share of melancholy, but peace is not in their vocabulary, whether they want to admit it or not; they are driven to strife by internal energies too volatile for a world made contrary to their elements. If they have moments of calm, those moments do not sound so ethereal. Their absence from this melody invokes the hopeful dreams of all those who have spent long lives trying to outrun my muses. It seems both timeless and fragile.

leafcrunch:

lordthundercox:

lifesafjoke:

Ferrofluid by Mesplé

I don’t know exactly what I’m looking at here but I also think it would make a lovely feature for any home.

the oil is full of iron and so activating an electromagnet in the skull causes it to move

glumshoe:

kohlrabisabi:

malformalady:

Forest floor appearing to breathe. However, what’s really going on is less mystical — but no less dramatic.
Tree roots, spread out wide underneath the forest floor have detached
from their moorings. The root systems heave under the ground when the
trees are caught by wind, making them appear to “breathe.“ The eerie footage of forest ground moving in Apple River in Nova Scotia was shot by Brian Nuttall on October 31

@glumshoe

it may be the wind but I am still convinced that the woods want to eat me

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