Sad little tunes

[lillibet]

This quotation, pulled from jonathancarroll's post this morning deftly encapsulates one of the most heartbreaking and frustrating things for me:

“Your head’s like mine, like all our heads; big enough to contain every god and devil there ever was. Big enough to hold the weight of oceans and the turning stars. Whole universes fit in there! But what do we choose to keep in this miraculous cabinet? Little broken things, sad trinkets that we play with over and over. The world turns our key and we play the same little tune again and again and we think that tune’s all we are.”
--Grant Morrison.

Comments

[minerva42]

Thanks for this.

[gale_storm]

Yow.


Yow.


Yow...

[mangosteen]

Thank you. The phrase "little broken things" resounds.

[lillibet.livejournal.com]

Your comment expands the image for me--I think of sticking something broken aside and saying "I'll fix this later" until one's workshop is choked with things that will never be fixed, but have become too dear from familiarity to be discarded.

[cz_unit]

*nod* We have a certain amount of space for things in our houses, lives, souls. In order to bring new things in, old things need to go away...

That's why I like going to the dump so much. Gives me a chance to clear space for new things to come in.

C

[muffyjo]

Thank you for sharing that, it's a really wonderful way of understanding that!