The last almost-a-week has been a serious asshole in more ways than I care to go into now. I have two partial posts sitting in my drafts folder, but I just don’t care to finish them. Trust me, you’re not missing anything exciting.
Also, it seems like any time I try to write something that isn’t about the fucked up stuff I’m dealing with, I end up writing about it anyway. Only then, because I’m trying to avoid writing about it, the post turns into a twisty maze of incoherent babbling and rambles on for 700 words.
So instead, I’m tossing you a music video. Herewith is Lindsey Stirling playing Electric Daisy Violin. I find myself watching this video a lot when I need to take my mind off how screwed I am and focus on the positive–especially when there doesn’t seem to be much positive going around.
I especially love the imagery of her dancing, playing, and smiling among a maze of broken ruins. It’s like saying “fuck you” to the universe, only a lot nicer.
Actually, it sort of makes me wonder about Nero, and whether he was as big an asshole as the history books make him out to be for fiddling as Rome burned. Maybe he was just really tired, realized he couldn’t stop the fire (I think Mozart wrote a song by that name), and said “Screw it. I’m just going to play something cheerful here people, ’cause I can’t handle a city in flames right now. Really, all I want to do is curl up under a blanket, but you selfish pricks are wearing all of them.”
It’s a theory.