I love music. Choir is an extremely high priority for me.  My school’s choir has some really amazing songs this winter, so I thought I’d share them:

“There Will Be Rest“  -  Frank Ticheli
MSVMA Honor Choir performed this last year; that’s what the link in the name is to.  It’s gorgeous. The lyrics are one of the last poems written by Sara Teasdale. She committed suicide at the age of 48.

“There will be rest, and sure stars shining
           Over the roof-tops crowned with snow,
A reign of rest, serene forgetting,
           The music of stillness holy and low.

I will make this world of my devising,
           Out of a dream in my lonely mind,
I shall find the crystal of peace, – above me
           Stars I shall find.”

Another one we’re doing is “Stopping by the Woods on a Snowy Evening“  The lyrics are a Robert Frost poem:

“Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep. “
We’re also singing Carol of the Bells (Peter J. Wilhousky), There Is No Rose (Gary Garcia), The Sleigh (Kountz), The First Breath of Winter (Phyllis Wolfe-White), and a few others.  But I couldn’t find any videos of them, though.

However, while I was youtubing, I came across this.  I say you should watch it.  It’s hardcore.  Lol.

sol·ip·sism   [sol-ip-siz-uhm]

Solipsism syndrome is a state of mind in which a person begins to feel that everything is a dream and, therefore, is not real.

Solipsism is a philosophical theory that all activity takes place within the mind, and therefore there is no reality outside one’s own mind. As a philosophical theory it is interesting because it is said to be internally consistent and, therefore, cannot be disproven. But as a psychological state, it is highly uncomfortable. The whole of life becomes a long dream from which an individual can never wake up. Even friends are not real, they are a part of the dream and are his own fantasies. A person may feel very lonely and detached, and eventually becomes apathetic and indifferent.

Some environments are conducive to producing solipsism syndrome. This state of mind can be easily produced in an environment where everything is artificial, where everything is like a theatre stage, where every wish can be fulfilled by a push-button, and where there is nothing beyond the theater stage and beyond an individual’s control.

(information from http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Solipsism_syndrome)

     I absolutely love Post Secret. People send in post cards, anonymously, with their secrets on them, and the guy in charge of the whole thing posts some every Sunday. It’s lovely. A couple weeks ago, I saw a secret that is exactly one of mine. Now, I know that I am, by far, not the only one who has experienced this. I found it remarkable that some one else in the world shared the same secret. Exactly. Every detail. 

     At first, I didn’t think anything of it. But then a thought popped in my head. Probably a silly thought, improbable and ridiculous. But, what if I had sent it in? What if I did it without knowing I did? People do all sorts of things in their sleep. But I don’t sleep walk, I sleep talk.                      Another personality? 

     What if I did have another personality? What would she be like? Which part of me? The good, the evil, or the girl struggling in between?  Really, it’d be between the part that hates and swears and yells and insults and fight, and the part that is the innocent, naive, behaved, encouraging, and playful. I am the girl struggling in between. But which personality would win over the other? Or would it simply be like another person?  And if it was, would it be some one I would like or even want to be friends with (if, obviously, she wasn’t the same person as me)? Or a girl I would resent and be irritated by? 

     Yes, I realize I’m thinking too much about it.  I do that.

So here’s to over-analyzing and thinking too much.

Thing to smile about #2: Being home alone but not being lonely.