Ad Hoc #8. And You Hate The Fucking Lot

What a lovely song from Lola Young, 'Messy' (2024).  Song: here.

Lyrics:

You know I'm impatient
So why would you leave me waiting outside the station
When it was like minus four degrees? And I
I get what you're sayin'
I just really don't wanna hear it right now
Can you shut up for like once in your life?
Listen to me, I took your nice words of advice
About how you think I'm gonna die lucky if I turn thirty-three
Ok, so yeah, I smoke like a chimney
I'm not skinny and I pull a Britney every other week
But cut me some slack, who do you want me to be?
'Cause I'm too messy and then I'm too fucking clean
You told me get a job then you ask where the hell I've been
And I'm too perfect 'til I open my big mouth
I want to be me, is that not allowed?
And I'm too clever and then I'm too fucking dumb
You hate it when I cry unless it's that time of the month
And I'm too perfect 'til I show you that I'm not
A thousand people I could be for you and you hate the fucking lot
You hate the fucking lot
You hate the fucking lot
You hate, you hate

It's taking you ages
You still don't get the hint I'm not asking for pages
But one text or two would be nice and
Please don't pull those faces
When I've been out working my ass off all day
It's just one bottle of wine or two, but, hey
You can't even talk, you smoke weed just to help you sleep
Then why you out getting stoned at four o'clock
And then you come home to me?
And don't say hello 'cause I got high again
And forgot to fold my clothes

'Cause I'm too messy and then I'm too fucking clean
You told me get a job then you ask where the hell I've been
And I'm too perfect 'til I open my big mouth
I want to be me, is that not allowed?
And I'm too clever and then I'm too fucking dumb
You hate it when I cry unless it's that time of the month
And I'm too perfect 'til I show you that I'm not
A thousand people I could be for you and you hate the fucking lot
You hate the fucking lot
You hate the fucking lot

Oh, and I'm too messy and then I'm too fucking clean
You told me get a job then you ask where the hell I've been
And I'm too perfect 'til I open my big mouth
I want to be me, is that not allowed?
And I'm too clever and then I'm too fucking dumb
You hate it when I cry unless it's that time of the month
And I'm too perfect 'til I show you that I'm not
A thousand people I could be for you and you hate the fucking lot
You hate the fucking lot
You hate the fucking lot
You hate the fucking lot
You hate the fucking lot

P.S. More background information: here (wiki).

P.P.S. Art is from Juan Brufal. Title unknown. Year probably 2024.

Ad Hoc #7. Soft L

 

Ad Hoc #6. To Embrace your Fate

 Joseph Campbell (1904-1987) on loving your fate:

"Nietzsche was the one who did the job for me. At a certain moment in his life, the idea came to him of what he called "the love of your fate."

Whatever your fate is, whatever the hell happens, you say, "This is what I need." It may look like a wreck, but go at it as though it were an opportunity, a challenge. If you bring love to that moment - not discouragement - you will find the strength is there. Any disaster you can survive is an improvement in your character, your stature, and your life. What a privilege!

Then, when looking back at your life, you will see that the moments which seemed to be great failures followed by wreckage were the incidents that shaped the life you have now. The crisis throws you back, and when you are required to exhibit strength, it comes."

 

It's bejahung of one's fate & love that like YES!.

P.S. I wrote about this subject before in: 'Y..E.S' (2018) and 'Unimpressed' (2023).

P.P.S. Quote from Diane K. Osbon (selection and edited), 'A Joseph Campbell Companion: Reflections on the Art of Living' (1991).

Ad Hoc #5. Questo Sole Accende Sul Mio Volto

 

Song (1970): here.

Ad Hoc #4. O Fim da Tarde

E a alma é a terra de um morro
É luz antiga o fim da tarde
Essa saudade sem socorro
Nos salve do fim

P.S. Song 'Luz Antiga' is from Ana Cañas.

P.P.S. Enjoy your summer holiday.

Ad Hoc #3. Hut 8

Last week I was in Oxford and Bletchley Park for a "business trip". What a beautiful city is Oxford. And how inspiring is the Park where the Allieds broke the German cipher machines. 

Ad Hoc #2. Be Kinder

 

P.S. Painting is from Ellen Davidson, 'Hollandse Zomer' (2021).

Ad Hoc #1. Not Even a Little Bit

Yesterday evening I watched a movie instead of reading a book. The American teen romantic comedy '10 Things I Hate About You' (1999). The movie was a bit over the top for my taste but all in all: lovely.

I loved it when Kat read her poem:

P.S. Source of the poem: script TEN THINGS I HATE ABOUT YOU written by Karen McCullah Lutz & Kirsten Smith (Revision November 12, 1997) based on 'Taming of the Shrew" by William Shakespeare: here.

P.P.S. Spring has arrived. The trees, bushes and hedges are slowly turning green again.

On New Beginnings

 Happy New Year, sweety. Be happy and have luck!

Today I'll fly away. I'll no longer write online blog-posts to and for you, right here. What started in July 2009 will end today in 2023. I want to fade away, read books, and write papers. I'll work and live life offline in my forest-garden. As you know, I don't believe in endings; every ending is a new begin. 

Take care and give your sons a hug.

... - you know.

Readers

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