Thursday, October 29

Are we allowed NOT to be happy?



*The post below is for those who are seeking for justice. This one is for those who are not happy or in search of some inner peace, emotional balance... name it, or, in other words: living!
Lately it seems to be forbidden to be sad and even mentioning something that is not related to happiness is a sin or a crime.
From struggle and sadness it's possible to create amazing things and we have many artists that suffered and still were able to create beauty.
Beauty is a complex concept though we think we have a pattern for that. We don't and if so it would be impossible to live.
I felt like sharing this amazing song by Genesis although I know that someone taking a glimpse to one blog has no time or is in another mood to listen to this.
Soulful and ethereal are some of the words that comes to my mind whenever I hear it and this video is special because Phil Collins seems to be singing from the bottom of his soul:

The crawlers cover the floor in the red ocher corridor.
For my second sight of people, they've more lifeblood than before.
They're moving in time to a heavy wooden door,
Where the needles eye is winking, closing in on the poor.
The carpet crawlers heed their callers:
We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out.


Theres only one direction in the faces that I see;
And Its upward to the ceiling, where the chambers said to be.
Like the forest fight for sunlight, that takes root in every tree.
They are pulled up by the magnet, believing they're free.
The carpet crawlers heed their callers:
We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out

We've got to get in to get out.

Mild mannered supermen are held in kryptonite,
And the wise and foolish virgins giggle with their bodies glowing
Bright.
Through a door a harvest feast is lit by candlelight;
Its the bottom of a staircase that spirals out of sight.
The carpet crawlers heed their callers:
We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out.

The porcelain manikin with shattered skin fears attack.
And the eager pack lift up their pitchers - they carry all they lack.
The liquid has congealed, which has seeped out through the crack,
And the tickler takes his stickleback.
The carpet crawlers heed their callers:
We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out.

This song is from the album ""The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway"

"The album tells the surreal story of a half-Puerto Rican juvenile delinquent named Rael living in New York City, who is swept underground to face bizarre creatures and nightmarish dangers in order to rescue his brother John. Several of the story's occurrences and places were derived from Peter Gabriel's dreams, and the protagonist's name is a play on his surname. In an interview Phil Collins remarked, "It's about a "split personality". In this context, Rael would believe he is looking for John but is actually looking for a missing part of himself. The individual songs also make satirical allusions to everything from mythology to the sexual revolution to advertising and consumerism."

*Update:
I just realized that the right title for this post is "Are we allowed to be sad?". I put the "not" in capital letters to be more clear.