Blasphemy- Tyler Joseph 21 Pilots (1)

Have you ever felt like you just NEEDED to share your taste in the realms of the music that touches YOUR soul and makes you MOVE and UNDERSTAND the rythems of the LIFE you live IN?! WELLLLL that is why I MADE these LISTS... ALL I have ever known is the DanCE WoRLD along with the BODY LAnGUaGES through Movement and CoNNecTions to CREATIVE SOUND and Music that Speaks!... SPEAKs to my SOUL and OTHERS that UNDERSTAND the Depth as WELL.🖤👌🧐🔊🔊💯🖤👽😜👽🌯🍝😁🤣🤙💯🤣 Let's share and explore these GIFTS together!🤙💯👽🔊🖤😜😁🤣👌👌🧐😅

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𝓱𝓲𝓻𝓪𝓮𝓽𝓱- 𝓪 𝓱𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓼𝓲𝓬𝓴𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓼, 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓪 𝓱𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝔀𝓱𝓲𝓬𝓱 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓬𝓪𝓷𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓻𝓮𝓽𝓾𝓻𝓷, 𝓪 𝓱𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝔀𝓱𝓲𝓬𝓱 𝓶𝓪𝔂𝓫𝓮 𝓷𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝔀𝓪𝓼; 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓷𝓸𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓵𝓰𝓲𝓪, 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝔂𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰, 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓰𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓯 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓵𝓸𝓼𝓽 𝓹𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓮𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓹𝓪𝓼𝓽

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"𝖂𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖍𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝕴 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖑𝖎𝖋𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖘𝖔𝖗𝖗𝖔𝖜𝖘. 𝖄𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖈𝖚𝖕 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖓𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝖊𝖒𝖕𝖙𝖞, 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝕴 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖇𝖊 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖜𝖎𝖓𝖊. 𝖂𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖈𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖑𝖊, 𝕴 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖑𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖜𝖆𝖞 𝖎𝖓 𝖉𝖆𝖗𝖐𝖓𝖊𝖘𝖘. 𝖂𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌, 𝕴 𝖆𝖘𝖐 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖙𝖔 𝖇𝖊 𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖊".

𝓨𝓸𝓾'𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓸𝓷𝓵𝔂 𝓯𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓭 𝓘 𝓷𝓮𝓮𝓭
𝓢𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓫𝓮𝓭𝓼 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓵𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮 𝓴𝓲𝓭𝓼
𝓐𝓷𝓭 𝓵𝓪𝓾𝓰𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰 '𝓽𝓲𝓵 𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓻𝓲𝓫𝓼 𝓰𝓮𝓽 𝓽𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓱
𝓑𝓾𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓷𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓫𝓮 𝓮𝓷𝓸

"Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely."

"Dirge Without Music"
~Edna St. Vincent Millay~

"I am not resigned to the shutting away of loving hearts in the hard ground.
So it is, and so it will be, for so it has been, time out of mind:
Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely.  Crowned
With lilies and with laurel they go; but I am not resigned.

Lovers and thinkers, into the earth with you.
Be one with the dull, the indiscriminate dust.
A fragment of what you felt, of what you knew,
A formula, a phrase remains,—but the best is lost.

The answers quick and keen, the honest look, the laughter, the love,—
They are gone.  They are gone to feed the roses.  Elegant and curled
Is the blossom.  Fragrant is the blossom.  I know.  But I do not approve.
More precious was the light in your eyes than all the roses in the world.

Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave
Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind;
Quietly they go, the intelligent, the witty, the brave.
I know.  But I do not approve.  And I am not resigned.

I am not resigned to the shutting away of loving hearts in the hard ground.
So it is, and so it will be, for so it has been, time out of mind:
Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely.  Crowned
With lilies and with laurel they go; but I am not resigned.

Lovers and thinkers, into the earth with you.
Be one with the dull, the indiscriminate dust.
A fragment of what you felt, of what you knew,
A formula, a phrase remains,—but the best is lost.

The answers quick and keen, the honest look, the laughter, the love,—
They are gone.  They are gone to feed the roses.  Elegant and curled
Is the blossom.  Fragrant is the blossom.  I know.  But I do not approve.
More precious was the light in your eyes than all the roses in the world.

Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave
Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind;
Quietly they go, the intelligent, the witty, the brave.
I know.  But I do not approve.  And I am not resigned."


Blasphemy- Tyler Joseph 21 Pilots (1)

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