#ragerage

Songs To Brush Your Teeth To (30th March)

Despair is not the reaction, rage is the reaction. Stillness is not me going catatonic from grief, it is my clenching every muscle I have to hold back the teeth cracking rage I feel. As the red haze slips between me and the world and i ask myself the only questions that matter-

Despair is not the reaction, rage is the reaction. Stillness is not me going catatonic from grief, it is my clenching every muscle I have to hold back the teeth cracking rage I feel. As the red haze slips between me and the world and i ask myself the only questions that matter-

Do not go gentle into that good night

“Do not got gently into that good night,”

Do not go gentle into that good night  by Dylan Thomas, 1914 - 1953 Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good night. Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight, And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way, Do not go gentle into that good night. Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light. And you, my father, there on the sad height, Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray. Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light.