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An emotional track for me off the “Under Your Spell” album from my favorite band.

I’ve been listening to them for over a decade now, and I’m grateful for every minute of it.

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Ayanami Rei from Neon Genesis Evangelion for those of you who don’t know– I’ve always related to this character for some reason (among others), but Rei’s calm appearance and stoic mannerisms made her stand out to me, as well as other fans, and her revolutionary design started an entire archetype for similar characters in other anime to follow.

I feel “Of Petrichor Weaves Black Noise” (which, as an aside, I believe is one of the greatest composed songs of all time, and I’ve listened to more music across all genres than 30 casual listeners would in their entire lifetimes) goes fantastically with this image, and the lyrics describe her appearance so well that one could imagine the song being written about her. Not only that, but they also sound like they could allude to NGE itself. I’m aware I’m just making connections where there are none, the songwriter most likely has no idea of anything I’m speaking of, but that’s the beauty of great art– it’s open to interpretation.

Everything I spoke of is merely the inspiration these works of art give directly to me, for which I’m very grateful and why I love art– combinations like this are the closest I’ve ever come to a religious-like experience. I’ll sit and listen to music and stare at pictures for hours at a time, studying and extracting every last drop of emotion I can from them, and that is how I become inspired to write my poems.

I put this in the category “pieces of me” and titled it as such because no words I ever write could reveal more about my psyche than simply appreciating the art I share for yourself, and hopefully feeling even a fraction of what I was blessed to feel.

disclaimer: primarily written for posterity, these are the kind of musings people only care to read when you’re dead

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