"Love me, for I love you" -- and answer me,
"Love me, for I love you" -- so shall we stand
As happy equals in the flowering land
Of love, that knows not a dividing sea.

--snip--

We meet so seldom, and yet we surely part
so often

--highly chopped excerpts from "Monna Innominata" by Christina Rossetti, The Z Axis' 19th Century woman of the week.

Just got back from delivering a lesson, through the freezing sunrise over this town. That was a wondeful drive, and it got me all thinking. I've been up this late writing an essay on the aforementioned sonnet, and I will say, the only thing that has been difficult about this class is the last thing I was expecting - how difficult it is to write essays saying things that seem plain and orderly to me. Write a thousand words on why it's important that women be able to express their feelings of despair in an elegy directly, instead of being comfy with female grief being covered in the literary world by male speakers relaying the grief. It's such a basic equality issue that I don't have the proper mysogynistic tools to wrap my head around the opposition to the idea, and so it's hard for me to get many words past "Well, duh."

Anyway.
Christina Rossetti can express longing, that's all I got to say. And generally speaking I'm in a surprisingly good mood, but I still got some of that goin on. I had to delete a whole bunch of sappy song lyrics from this entry, so that proves it.

Anyway, I'm still a bit busy, but I've finished the week of intensity, so I have blog time again. I was going to post another song today, but I can't seem to get it near a finished state. It's definitely shaping up to be another "club record" one I end up abandoning and releasing as-is. To make up for that, and because I'm in the mood, I'm going to post a snippet of the most beautiful music I've heard in a while. I had nothing to do with the production of this aside from cutting it from the main selection, and fading in the beginning. The really beautiful part begins about 10 seconds in.

Thank you David Schwartz.

-several hours later-

So what's funny is, I was tired before, and yet I just spent like 3 hours tinkering with the aforementioned song, and ended up improving it and then making an entirely new one.

I am now therefore super exhausted, and I will unfortunately sleep through the majority of the day. This sucks, because there are people I'd like to try and talk to during the day. I'm genuinely sorry.

The new song I started this morning may be called "City of Industry" or maybe "Peter Frampton Riot." I'm going to let that get out there and fester a bit before I finish and release it.

must sleep now.

[tears of an angel, tears of a dove]