The Uprising

The revolt is set

The crowd is ready to rush in

Order will be torn apart

The onslaught of the inevitable sin

Grab your guns, grab your armor

It’s going to be a real dogfight

To defend our rights, uphold our honor

The uproarious hysteria filling the night

Anti-government, rise against the machine in full bloom

Not holding back, the tank turrets go BOOM!

At the end of it all, the battlefield lay strewn

Over a thousand souls exhausted, the painting of DOOM

And now the power rests in the hands of the victorious few

A wartorn flag is planted in the cold hard blue

The New Order has risen, salute and respect us now

Until the fallen have their revenge, for the kings and queens they bow

Inspired by listening to “Uprising” by Muse, which got me pumped up today, as all songs by Muse do. They are one my favorite bands of all time. I was going for a power walk today, listening to a set of my favorite songs through my headphones, when this great song came up, instantly having a powerful effect over me. I can instantly trust that I’ll like any of Muse’s songs that play on the radio or I play on YouTube, which I was doing today. The album The Resistance, which includes, “Uprising”,  won the Grammy for Best Rock Album in 2011 and I can’t argue with the selection. There’s a real sense of urgency with the these lyrics, the powerful motive to rise up and revolt against governmental control and other organizations such as Scientology.

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Weekly Photo: A Muse of Mine

Spring Arbor University Clock TowerThe old clock tower on the campus of Spring Arbor University is what keeps me coming back to that place, even after I have moved away. It has always placed a sort of mystique on this part of the college for me and sticks out for me whenever I walk around the grounds, always being the focal point of many photographs I have snapped there. Hearing the bells ring 12 times at 12:00, that haunting sound echoing throughout the area, was always a memory from my six years living here, and a comforting feeling.


Weekly Photo Challenge: “Muse.”

I couldn’t help but notice that the bar at the top of the editing window for posts today has a rainbow strip going across it. This is obviously because the Supreme Court has just legalized same sex marriage nationwide. What a miraculous day in the long and hard fought battle for equal marriage rights. It’s great that WordPress is honoring it in a nice subtle way.

Today’s also the second anniversary of this blog I am writing for, being registered on June 26, 2013, the first post being published on June 27, 2013. I try to keep focusing on making this blog better and to keep everyone happy, but there have been times where I’ve slipped up and actually have lost viewers and followers. All in all though, I feel pretty confident with myself moving forward.

Madness

You’re asked to recite a poem (or song lyrics) from memory — what’s the first one that comes to mind? Does it have a special meaning, or is there another reason it has stayed, intact, in your mind?


Currently on a never ending loop in my head is “Madness” by Muse…because I just listened to the song a few hours ago. As I was checking out some groceries at the store, a fresh salad in hand getting ready to meet my taste buds for the first and final time, I hummed some of the lyrics that were skipping jump rope with my syntax waves. By the time this post is published and has circulated many parts of the world, there will be another song in my head, tugging rope with the quiet switch of my brain, winning single handedly. Madness is there because I had the madness to download the song, out of a selfish need, and stick it in my phone’s digital brain, who is now at the mercy of playing the song on my request and having the electronic notes pulse through its circuit boards like electric blood. Elle Gee loves when the song is played, but the other songs currently enjoying their long time membership in my Hall of Tunes want nothing to do with the Muse hit because of its ability to knock the other songs out cold when it is played. Even the battery wants to kick the door open and leap out, tired of working it self to supply energy like a slave to Elle Gee.

The special thing about this song to me is its ability to tap into my most confined emotions, bringing up past memories of sadness and happiness. It’s very motivational. Did I mention it is absolutely awesome? It’s also very catchy and one of the many songs that my mind picks up and likes to play with for hours or even days – until something finally knocks it out of the way and claims its dominance as the “Tattered Song of the Day”. Matthew Bellamy’s shouting of lyrics at the top of his lungs near the end is what makes the song very well crafted and irresistible. I skipped choosing to recite a poem because, other than on WordPress, I don’t read or write poetry and surely reciting or memorizing one is tedious and boring and will not be catchy at all for me. They can’t skip rope like the songs that play in my head. They don’t have legs. They aren’t out there staying over at Radio’s house, reserving a seat at Spotify, saying “Pick me! Pick me!” over at iTunes, or jumping like fleas from satellite to satellite. Poems mostly stay rooted in one spot unless some literature buff decides to pull one out like an obscene body part, showing it to the world and how great it is. Poems are for quiet time listening; music is for anytime listening. I rest my case.


Daily Prompt 11/5/14