“Beautiful, beautiful. Magnificent desolation.”

—Buzz Aldrin’s first words when he joined Neil Armstrong on the surface of the moon.

I wonder if people listen to "Closer" by NIN for the actual lyrical content.

Besides the chorus.

I mean, the part that says:

Help me get away from myself

You can have my isolation
You can have the hate that it brings
You can have my absence of faith
You can have my everything

Help me become/think I’m somebody else

It’s such a desolate, desperate song of a person whose only option is to become lost in physical pleasure. I’m surprised I never noticed it before. I couldn’t get past the lust and orgasmic, savage “I WANNA FUCK YOU LIKE AN ANIMAL.”

Play

“In her desolation it was her solace,her opium perhaps. “Things of the mind and intellect give me intense pleasure; they delight and amuse me as they are in themselves...and sometimes I think, the result has been too large, the harvest too abundant, in inward satisfaction. This is dangerous.” Thoughts proliferated.”

—Virginia Woolf,Sara Coleridge.
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