Beauty In The Bleak (original song lyrics)

Life is so fragile, I'm not so agile, Can't run or jump, 

Just docile, time passes me by so fast, i can only take air in by a gasp, 

I don't wanna stay here anymore, don't wanna lay here ever so bored, 

Just love to get up and go, be free with one and all, with the pain around my neck gone,

There's beauty outside my window, I see it everyday,

When the sun rises, I am at the edge of my seat, maybe this will be the day,

When the sun sets i am reminded by the question, the bleak,

Family i can't wait to see to repay, i wish to see the way out, let me take a step or just a peak,

This is what i plead in the beauty in the bleak. 

Use to be able to throw, to know, 

Use to be able to do a lot of things but now i'm too slow, 

The doctors say any day now, whilst i hear the nurses say its highly unlikely now,

Can't see my favourite shows, the movies, the games, 

All i can do is listen out and paint imagery with my mind, 

Hopefully i'll be able to see those pictures for real when i wake,

There's beauty outside my window, I see it everyday,

When the sun rises, I am at the edge of my seat, maybe this will be the day,

When the sun sets i am reminded by the question, reminded of the bleak,

Family i can't wait to see, i want out, let me take a step or just a peak,

This is what i plead to the beauty in the bleak. 

She rides a white horse, wears all white, with long blonde flowing hair, 

She want's me to stare, Issued me to stay all the while, 

I hear the voices coming from the outside, some encourage me to come back,

Some cry out for me, they hurt me piercing my brain with emotional discharge,

It's like feedback, static i hear it sometimes, 

It can get too loud and overpower me and that's when she appears,

There's beauty outside my window, I see it everyday,

When the sun rises, I am at the edge of my seat, maybe this will be the day,

When the sun sets i am reminded by the question, the bleak,

Family i can't wait to see, i need to get out, let me take that one step,

I hate the grey, let me escape, This is what i plead in the beauty in the bleak. 

She feeds me lies, clouds me in depression, makes me unable to move, 

She doesn't want me to leave her clutches, but i gotta get outta here, 

Sick of being unable to move, unable to continue to put up with the voices that put me down, 

I'm afraid of dying, i'm afraid of the inevitable, 

I'm stuck fantasising about the ending and things out of my control, An endless loop, 

Stop the repeat and let's skip to the next song, let us be happy again, let us move on,

I twitch and I'm turned to my side to see the sun rising up, this is the day, 

She won't control me any longer, My love for life is too much for her to handle,

When the sun sets this day, She wont remind me of the questions, i wont be reminded of the bleak,

The grey may have a beautiful hue and the white aura is intoxicatingly beautiful,

I'm coming home, to be surrounded by those who empower me, inspire me to be powerful,

They're words, the prayers, the voices that echoed and bounced around in my mind, 

It's inspired the fire to ignite inside and has allowed me to take my first step, I fall down, 

There's beauty outside my window, I see it everyday,

When the sun rises, I am at the edge of my seat, maybe this will be the day,

When the sun sets i am reminded by the questions, reminded of the bleak,

Oh white light, go away because i'll come deal with you another day,

This is what i plead in the beauty in the bleak, this passion i have found is the beauty in the bleak, 

The world we know and share is full of beauty in the bleak.

Written by Scott Jones 

24/10/18 

Story: Ok so this song is about someone who is in a coma they have tried to take their own life and they are there in hospital just unable to see, speak, walk but they can listen and hear everything outside to what the world around him is saying to him hearing what is going round in his head as it's a big state of confusion. The person is depressed tried to take a way out of their problems but is now recovering and left fighting their demons but they are not alone as family and friends and even strangers as doctors and nurses come pay their support for the person to wake up and get better. Eventually the person does escape but the mental and physical scars left are there to linger forever however the person is happy to have been shown the light as a way for them to deal with their demons and to escape the bleak but to also take the beauty of it out with them. So yeah it's a lot to take in. I originally came up with the title months ago before i wrote anything else here, i said it to a friend suffering with depression that he should remember there is beauty in the bleak and that kinda stuck with me and here it is. 

SHORT SCARY HALLOWEEN STORIES

So as a special extra Halloween themed post I have decided to pick out a couple of short scary stories from google and share them here, so sit back get your flashlight ready and prepare to be scared...MUAHAHAHAHAH!

These 5 stories come from the world wide web and credit is to the original creators.

1: Submitted via Reddit by Scoopwhoop: “When my sister Betsy and I were kids, our family lived for awhile in a charming old farmhouse. We loved exploring its dusty corners and climbing the apple tree in the backyard. But our favourite thing was the ghost. We called her Mother, because she seemed so kind and nurturing. Some mornings Betsy and I would wake up, and on each of our nightstands, we’d find a cup that hadn’t been there the night before. Mother had left them there, worried that we’d get thirsty during the night. She just wanted to take care of us. Among the homes’ original furnishings was an antique wooden chair which we kept against the back wall of the living room. Whenever we were preoccupied, watching TV or playing a game, Mother would inch that chair forward, across the room, toward us. Sometimes she’d manage to move it all the way to the centre of the room. We always felt sad putting it back against the wall. Mother just wanted to be near us. Years later, long after we’d moved out, I found an old newspaper article about the farmhouse’s original occupant, a widow. She’d murdered her two children by giving them each a cup of poisoned milk before bed. Then she hung herself. The article included a photo of the farmhouse’s living room, with a woman’s body hanging from a beam. Beneath her, knocked over, was that old wooden chair, placed exactly in the center of the room.”

2: THE RUSSIAN SLEEP EXPERIMENT: IN THE 1940s, a group of Russian researchers sealed five prison inmates in an airtight chamber. The prisoners were dosed with an experimental gas that would prevent them from sleeping. Their conversations were electronically monitored, and their behaviour was observed through secret two-way mirrors. For the first few days, everything seemed fine. But after the fifth day, they slowly began to exhibit signs of stress. They became paranoid and stopped talking to one another, whispering about each other into the microphones. Nine days in, the screaming began. Two of the sleepless prisoners just started running around the chamber, yelling so hard their vocal chords nearly broke. Suddenly, however, the voices stopped, and the chamber became dead quiet. Fearing the worst, the researchers announced that they were opening the chamber. But a voice from inside answered: “We no longer want to be freed.” On the fifteenth day, the stimulant gas was replaced by fresh air. The results were chaotic. One inmate was dead. The inmates had been severely mutilated, flesh torn off their bodies and stuffed into the floor drain. They seemed to have ripped open their own abdomens, and even eaten their own flesh. They refused to leave by force, fighting back with a powerful aggression none of the researchers could have imagined they possessed. They fought furiously against being removed and anaesthetised; one even tore his own muscles and ripped his bones apart during the struggle. When asked why they had mutilated themselves, each gave the exact same answer: “I must remain awake.” The researchers wanted to kill the prisoners and remove all traces of the experiment, but their commanding officer demanded it be resumed immediately, with the researchers joining the inmates in the sealed chamber. Horrified, the chief researcher shot him point blank. He then shot and killed the two last surviving subjects, and set about covering up all that had taken place.

3: This short ghost story, found on Reddit, is super creepy: “Mommy told me never to go in the basement, but I wanted to see what was making that noise. It kind of sounded like a puppy, and I wanted to see the puppy, so I opened the basement door and tiptoed down a bit. I didn’t see a puppy, and then Mommy yanked me out of the basement and yelled at me. Mommy had never yelled at me before, and it made me sad and I cried. Then Mommy told me never to go into the basement again, and she gave me a cookie. That made me feel better, so I didn’t ask her why the boy in the basement was making noises like a puppy, or why he had no hands or feet.”

4: A young girl named Lisa often had to spend time alone at home at night, as her parents worked late. They bought her a dog to keep her company and protect her. One night Lisa was awakened by a dripping sound. She got up and went to the kitchen to make sure the tap was off. As she was getting back into the bed she stuck her hand under the bed, and the dog licked it. The dripping sound continued, so she went to the bathroom and made sure the tap was turned off there, too. She went back to her bedroom and stuck her hand under the bed, and the dog licked it again. But the dripping continued, so she went outside and turned off all the faucets out there. She came back to bed, stuck her hand under it, and the dog licked it again. The dripping continued: drip, drip, drip. This time she listened and located the source of the dripping—it was coming from her closet! She opened the closet door, and there found her poor dog hanging upside down with its neck cut. Written on the inside of the cupboard was, "Humans can lick, too!"

5: A young boy is sleeping in his bed on a usual night. He hears footsteps outside his door, and peeks out of his eyes to see what is happening. His door swings open quietly to reveal a murderer carrying the corpses of his parents. After silently propping them up on a chair, he writes something on the wall in the blood of the dead bodies. He then hides under the childs bed. The child is scared beyond belief. He can’t read the writing on the wall and he knows the man is under his bed. Like any child, he pretends that he slept through the whole thing and hasn’t awoken yet. He lays still as the bodies, quietly hearing the breathes from under his bed. An hour passes, and his eyes are adjusting more and more to the darkness. He tries to make out the words, but it’s a struggle. He gasps when he finally makes out the sentence. “I know you’re awake”. He feels something shift underneath his bed.

Thanks for reading, hope you enjoyed these shorts I have collected and credit once again goes to their rightful owners. Stay shiny and sleep tight...

HALLOWEEN HOLIDAY HISTORY! - Let's Make Halloween Great Again!

Oh I do wish people would stop blabbering their lips like fish. Yapping their gums about Christmas from the summer time to now they prioritise it over another day which used to be seen as a great holiday but now it's seen as a excuse to dress up and get drunk and this holiday happens at the 31st October every year. Halloween.

My friends Halloween as a child was a special time it's where not only would the day itself be spooky but there would be a great build up of spookiness and creepy shows and decorations and costumes would fill up our tvs, shops and homes to be paranormal instead of well normal and trick r treating was beast unless you got bullied or treats got pinched that night of hallows eve.

As you get older into the Teens you see the point in dressing up fun still but to trick or treat is not on the menu because social anxiety and laziness but you appreciate the horrifying films and TV shows that would air this season.

When your an adult we should be still in love with the horror movies on this month and that dressing up is still fun but now everyone is on about Christmas this and Santa that every day, every month, every year and even on Christmas they are like "oh can't wait for the next one" yes you can lay down off the eggnog and come do your dooty and get spooky with me as I explore the origins of this once great day known as....

HALLOWEEN

So 31st October is celebrated yearly and known as a holiday called Halloween but did you know that Halloween originated with that of an ancient Celtic festival called; Samhain and in that festival people would light bonfires, and wear costumes to fight off any evil spirits that lurked near by. In the 8th century Pope Gregory 3 declared November first to be All Saints Day and this had a lot of the same traditions as Samhain and so the evening before was known as All Hallows Eve and later became Halloween. Overtime this holiday evolved into what we see today a day of sweets and other activities in costumes and pumpkin carving and bobbing for apples etc.

Back to Samhain now where the Celts on November 1st celebrate their annual new year and this was all some like 2 thousand years ago. November first marked the end of summer and the harvest and that the winter meant the beginning of the dark and cold season, a time of year that was often associated with human death to them. The Celts believed that on the night before the new year, the boundary between the worlds of the living and the dead became blurred. On the night of October 31 they celebrated Samhain, when it was believed that the spirits of the dead returned to earth. Celts thought that the presence of the otherworldly spirits made it easier for their Druids, or priests, to make predictions about the future. For people entirely dependent on the volatile natural world, these prophecies were an important source of comfort and direction during the long, dark winter so the Druids/Priests would build big bonfires they considered sacred and gathered people round them to burn crops and animals as sacrifices to their gods and the Celts would all wear costumes of animal skins and heads and tried to reassure one another by telling each other their futures. This sounds pretty bonkers don't it? Well when the celebration was over, they re-lit their fires, which they had extinguished earlier that evening, from the sacred bonfire to help protect them during the winter.

Now if you are wondering, "where the bloody hell did bobbing for apples come from?" well fear not for I have googled and I shall reveal it to you right here. In 43AD the Romans conquered the Celts well the majority at least, the Romans had two festivals which joined with Samhain. The first was Feralia, which was a day in late October when the Romans traditionally commemorated the passing of the dead. The second was a day to honour Pomona, the Roman goddess of fruit and trees. The symbol of Pomona is the apple, and the incorporation of this celebration into Samhain, explains the tradition of “bobbing” for apples that is practised today on Halloween. So that's pretty interesting huh?

Now I referenced All Saints Day above somewhere and it's time to dive into that quickly. On May 13, 609AD, Pope Boniface IV dedicated the Pantheon in Rome in honour of all Christian martyrs, and the Catholic feast of All Martyrs Day was established in the Western church. Pope Gregory 3 would later expand the festival to include All Saints as well as All Martyrs, and moved the observance from May 13 to November 1.Now in the 9th century the influence of Christianity had spread into Celtic lands, where it gradually blended with the older Celtic rites. In 1000AD, the church would make November 2 All Souls’ Day, a day to honour the dead. All Souls Day was celebrated similarly to Samhain, with big bonfires, parades, and dressing up in costumes as saints, angels and devils. The All Saints Day celebration was also called All-hallows or All-hallowmas and the night before it, the traditional night of Samhain in the Celtic religion, began to be called All-Hallows Eve and, eventually, Halloween.

ORIGINS OF HALLOWEEN TRADITIONS!

In terms of Bad Luck; We avoid crossing paths with black cats, afraid that they might bring us bad luck. This idea has its roots in the Middle Ages, when many people believed that witches avoided detection by turning themselves into black cats. We try not to walk under ladders for the same reason. This superstition may have come from the ancient Egyptians, who believed that triangles were sacred (it also may have something to do with the fact that walking under a leaning ladder tends to be fairly unsafe). And around Halloween, especially, we try to avoid breaking mirrors, stepping on cracks in the road or spilling salt.

Origin of the Jack O Lantern: A fun fall activity, carving Jack-o'-lanterns actually has its roots in a sinister, tragic fable. Celtic folklore tells the tale of a drunken farmer named Jack who tricked the devil, but his trickery resulted in him being turned away from both the gates of heaven and hell after he died. Having no choice but to wander around the darkness of purgatory, Jack made a lantern from a turnip and a burning lump of coal that the devil had tossed him from hell. Jack, the story goes, used the lantern to guide his lost soul; as such, the Celts believed that placing Jack-o'-lanterns outside would help guide lost spirits home when they wander the streets on Halloween. Originally made using a hollowed-out turnip with a small candle inside, Jack-o'-lanterns' frightening carved faces also served to scare evil spirits away. When the Irish potato famine of 1846 forced Irish families to flee to North America, the tradition came with them. Since turnips were hard to come by in the states at the time, pumpkins were used as a substitute.

Halloween Bats: Medieval folklore also described bats as witches' familiars, and seeing a bat on Halloween was considered to be quite an ominous sign. One myth was that if a bat was spotted flying around one's house three times, it meant that someone in that house would soon die. Another myth was that if a bat flew into your house on Halloween, it was a sign that your house was haunted because ghosts had let the bat in.

Halloween Spiders; A common source of fear, spiders make for creepy, crawly Halloween staples. They join the ranks of bats and black cats in folklore as being evil companions of witches during medieval times. One superstition held that if a spider falls into a candle-lit lamp and is consumed by the flame, witches are nearby. And if you spot a spider on Halloween, goes another superstition, it means that the spirit of a deceased loved one is watching over you.

Hallowed Cauldrons: The pagan Celts believed that after death, all souls went into the crone's cauldron, which symbolised the Earth mother's womb. There, the souls awaited reincarnation, as the goddess' stirring allowed for new souls to enter the cauldron and old souls to be reborn. That image of the cauldron of life has now been replaced by the steaming, bubbling, ominous brew.

The Witch's Broomstick; This is another superstition that has its roots in medieval myths. The elderly, introverted women that were accused of witchcraft were often poor and could not afford horses, so they navigated through the woods on foot with the help of walking sticks, which were sometimes substituted by brooms. English folklore tells that during night-time ceremonies, witches rubbed a "flying" potion on their bodies, closed their eyes and felt as though they were flying. The hallucinogenic ointment, which caused numbness, rapid heartbeat and confusion, gave them the illusion that they were soaring through the sky.

The traditional Halloween colours: These consist of orange and black actually stem from the pagan celebration of autumn and the harvest, with orange symbolising the colours of the crops and turning leaves, while black marks the "death" of summer and the changing season. Over time, green, purple and yellow have also been introduced into the colour scheme of Halloween decorations.

Trick Or Treat?; It surprisingly came from Irish and English traditions, Americans began to dress up in costumes and go house to house asking for food or money, a practice that eventually became “trick-or-treat” tradition. Young women believed that on Halloween they could divine the name or appearance of their future husband by doing tricks with yarn, apple parings or mirrors. Wish they would still believe this haha. In the 1800s, there was a move in America to mold Halloween into a holiday more about community and neighbourly get-togethers than about ghosts, pranks and witchcraft. At the turn of the century, Halloween parties for both children and adults became the most common way to celebrate the day. Parties focused on games, foods of the season and festive costumes. However parents were encouraged by newspapers and community leaders to take anything “frightening” or “grotesque” out of Halloween celebrations. Because of these efforts, Halloween lost most of its superstitious and religious overtones by the beginning of the twentieth century. And we thought today's standards are too P.C. this clearly is the origin of the butthurt society sad times.

This has been a horrific holiday history piece on Halloween. Brought to you from Me and Google because not all the information I knew here and I googled some and sliced it up and brought it here with me.

If anyone wants me to do a post on scary stories for Halloween or based around Halloween let me know and i'll get onto it.

For now: Stay Spooky and Do Your Dooty!

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