The Arsonist Minister
May. 22nd, 2008 01:32 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
shamanicshayminPuri will finish her commodity paper by Friday. Make no mistake about it!
Mom's fine now. The operation took 15 minutes, which is a surprise for us. She's still in pain but hopefully that'll be the last of it.
It's kind of strange really. Do you ever listen to a song that's supposed to be sexual or meaningless but interpret the lyrics to mean something deeper to the point it doesn't relate to sex at all?
Like, there's the word sensual. We usually think of that, of course. But it means "of the five senses". Sensory stuff, like a dreamlike state.
One of the fun things about Tori is her lyrics are so strange and vague you can make out multiple meanings from her music and it would still make sense. You know I'm a sucker for finding different layers of things, symbolism and all that.
"Sakura sakura yayoi no sora wa miwatasu kagiri. I dreamed things were frozen in ice songs and other dreams and the ice can carry secret messages that warm a little girl's heart." --Under the Pink songbook
Take "Icicle". It's a song about masturbation:
"In Icicle I try to win back the innocence of my childhood. That girl that masturbates to survive, the vulnerable, innocent flower, has always done good things for us.
What the heck does that have to do with ROB/Ancient Minister? He's one of the oldest video game accessories; yes, he did good things for us. But well... a robot has nothing to "touch himself" with, nor does he have interest. XD! Through Puri's eyes, she sees Icicle as a ghost story, told through the eyes of a formless spirit.
And when my hand touches myself
I can finally rest my head
And when they say 'take of his body'
I think I'll take from mine instead
Think of a ghost looking at himself in the mirror and reaching out for his reflection. He was someone once... this was who he wanted to be. Perhaps ROB had dreamed of a time when he and the other ROBs were still prosperous, no longer slaves under Ganondorf and Tabuu. The things they could have done, the things they could have been... "I could have flown, but I didn't, so..." By going to "lay down", ROB/the ghost accepts who he is now... and rests in peace.
Greeting the monster in our easter dresses
Father says bow your head like the good book says
Well I think the good book is missing some pages
ROB suspects his work and the orders of Ganondorf and Tabuu.
"She's had to fence off certain parts of herself to get ahead. Now it's time to light the candle and melt those parts. Who dares to open him- or herself can also forgive themselves for not having stood up for themselves enough."
The Ancient Minister dispatches his inflamed robe and fights as a Smasher.
ROB's theme, you ask? Actually, it's this one:
That's right, Puri's uploading music again. Yahoo! :o
Interesting how I came from smashing tomatoes at ROB's face to having him as my main desktop wallpaper.
Mom's fine now. The operation took 15 minutes, which is a surprise for us. She's still in pain but hopefully that'll be the last of it.
It's kind of strange really. Do you ever listen to a song that's supposed to be sexual or meaningless but interpret the lyrics to mean something deeper to the point it doesn't relate to sex at all?
Like, there's the word sensual. We usually think of that, of course. But it means "of the five senses". Sensory stuff, like a dreamlike state.
One of the fun things about Tori is her lyrics are so strange and vague you can make out multiple meanings from her music and it would still make sense. You know I'm a sucker for finding different layers of things, symbolism and all that.
"Sakura sakura yayoi no sora wa miwatasu kagiri. I dreamed things were frozen in ice songs and other dreams and the ice can carry secret messages that warm a little girl's heart." --Under the Pink songbook
Take "Icicle". It's a song about masturbation:
"In Icicle I try to win back the innocence of my childhood. That girl that masturbates to survive, the vulnerable, innocent flower, has always done good things for us.
What the heck does that have to do with ROB/Ancient Minister? He's one of the oldest video game accessories; yes, he did good things for us. But well... a robot has nothing to "touch himself" with, nor does he have interest. XD! Through Puri's eyes, she sees Icicle as a ghost story, told through the eyes of a formless spirit.
And when my hand touches myself
I can finally rest my head
And when they say 'take of his body'
I think I'll take from mine instead
Think of a ghost looking at himself in the mirror and reaching out for his reflection. He was someone once... this was who he wanted to be. Perhaps ROB had dreamed of a time when he and the other ROBs were still prosperous, no longer slaves under Ganondorf and Tabuu. The things they could have done, the things they could have been... "I could have flown, but I didn't, so..." By going to "lay down", ROB/the ghost accepts who he is now... and rests in peace.
Greeting the monster in our easter dresses
Father says bow your head like the good book says
Well I think the good book is missing some pages
ROB suspects his work and the orders of Ganondorf and Tabuu.
"She's had to fence off certain parts of herself to get ahead. Now it's time to light the candle and melt those parts. Who dares to open him- or herself can also forgive themselves for not having stood up for themselves enough."
The Ancient Minister dispatches his inflamed robe and fights as a Smasher.
ROB's theme, you ask? Actually, it's this one:
(Iieee, Iieee, Iieee, Iieee...)
(Iieee, Iieee, Iieee, Iieee...)
With your Es and your Ease and I do more
(Iieee, Iieee, Iieee, Iieee...)
Need a lip gloss boost in your America
(Iieee, Iieee, Iieee, Iieee...)
Is it God's?
Is it Yours?
Sweet saliva
(Iieee, Iieee, Iieee, Iieee...)
With your Es and your Ease and I do one more
I know we're dying and there's no sign of a parachute
We scream in cathedrals
Why can't it be beautiful?
Why does there gotta be a sa-sa-sacrifice?
Gotta be a sa-sa-sacrifice...?
(Iieee, Iieee, Iieee, Iieee...)
[Just say yes, you little arsonist!
You're so sure you can save every hair on my chest?
Just say yes, you little arsonist!]
With your Es and your Ease and I do one more
With your Es and your Ease and I do one more
Well I know we're dying and there's no sign of a parachute
In this chapel, little chapel of love
Can't we get a little grace and some elegance?
No we scream in cathedrals
Why can't it be beautiful?
Why does there gotta be a sa-sa-sacrifice?
Gotta be a sa-cuh-sacrifice?
(Iieee, Iieee, Iieee, Iieee...)
Gotta be a sa-sa-sacri...
~Iieee~
~Tori Amos~
(Iieee, Iieee, Iieee, Iieee...)
With your Es and your Ease and I do more
(Iieee, Iieee, Iieee, Iieee...)
Need a lip gloss boost in your America
(Iieee, Iieee, Iieee, Iieee...)
Is it God's?
Is it Yours?
Sweet saliva
(Iieee, Iieee, Iieee, Iieee...)
With your Es and your Ease and I do one more
I know we're dying and there's no sign of a parachute
We scream in cathedrals
Why can't it be beautiful?
Why does there gotta be a sa-sa-sacrifice?
Gotta be a sa-sa-sacrifice...?
(Iieee, Iieee, Iieee, Iieee...)
[Just say yes, you little arsonist!
You're so sure you can save every hair on my chest?
Just say yes, you little arsonist!]
With your Es and your Ease and I do one more
With your Es and your Ease and I do one more
Well I know we're dying and there's no sign of a parachute
In this chapel, little chapel of love
Can't we get a little grace and some elegance?
No we scream in cathedrals
Why can't it be beautiful?
Why does there gotta be a sa-sa-sacrifice?
Gotta be a sa-cuh-sacrifice?
(Iieee, Iieee, Iieee, Iieee...)
Gotta be a sa-sa-sacri...
~Iieee~
~Tori Amos~
That's right, Puri's uploading music again. Yahoo! :o
Interesting how I came from smashing tomatoes at ROB's face to having him as my main desktop wallpaper.
