#no place in heaven / paradise cult verse

[whirling-fangs]

The crowd's laughing voices filled the lantern-lit streets of the village. It was a welcoming, cheerful chatter to those used to it, the lightness of a matsuri night, children allowed to stay up beyond bedtime as the villagers left their daily troubles behind, and ventured into the cool night.

The noise. The lights. The crowd. To Inosuke, it was nothing short of hell on earth.

He felt so small and insignificant amongst the passers-by. None of them paid attention to the child who huddled against a wall, hands clinging to the fabric of his own clothing.

He could hardly see a thing above the crowd. No blonde head standing out, no pathway opening through the people to let the familiar face through. Inosuke was utterly, and completely lost.

[cherry-interlude]

Lana Del Rey Unreleased Ranking (5)

This is a re-ranking of Lana's unreleased songs, after making a first a few years ago. This is all my opinion, which I don't mind anyone disagreeing with but don't come for me for it - honestly, I like every song, despite any criticism, and this ranking is very vague. It's based on objective and subjective opinion.

This is the fifth of five posts, with my favourites.

Wild One

Lana is nostalgic without the sadness, remembering how she’d shake it for Mike but is embracing her freedom. She lets country influence seep through her voice and her uncomplicated instrumentals – it would be an unsurprising addition to Chemtrails

True Love On The Side

Though simple in structure and lyrics, it’s more Lana’s grittier rock sound and her incredible vocals that make this one of my favourite unreleased tracks. Lana lets herself go and goes full pop rock chick for this track, whilst keeping in with her ‘other woman’ trope that makes the song still familiar despite its departure from her usual music.

Driving In Cars With Boys

Dripping in nostalgia, Driving In Cars With Boys makes you yearn for the kind of 1950s/1960s era Lana often laments over. Lana is a bad girl just having fun, doing what she pleases and giving in to her vices, and it’s this kind of song that is relatable in its escapism and desire to just do what you please. There are two versions, one with a more monotone chorus that matches the rest of the verses and another where Lana sings in a higher register, letting her cheerful, breezy love for driving with the boys shine through in her vocals.

Angels Forever Forever Angels

Perfect for Paradise, Angels Forever Forever Angels has that slow, rhythmic summer drive feel, a relaxed version of Ride which also has associations with the bikers that feature in both the music video for Ride and the lyrics to this unreleased song. It’s dreamy but grounded by Lana’s patriotic love for the grungier side of Americana.

Hollywood

It has a breathy chorus you could sing to, the feeling of a summer evening and blue skies. The ever building and dropping beat that keeps the song ticking as restlessly as Lana’s hopes and dreams gets me feeling pumped as much as her emphasised, dragged out “Hollywood” in the chorus makes me soothed. Lana is wishing for fame and fortune but it has the feel of an eighties American teen movie, iconic and deserving of a cult following.

Yes To Heaven

Hazy like a daydream, Yes To Heaven is made of sunlight and soft grass, closer to nature than the spotlights of Lana’s often alcohol-soaked, money drenched stages. Lana’s voice is tentative until it shimmers in the chorus, and though it was made for Ultraviolence, it wouldn’t be out of place on the shining beacon of hope that is Lana’s positive turn, Lust For Life.

Life Is Beautiful

This gorgeous song was intended for Age of Adaline’s trailer, and it’s been years of waiting for the full song to be released. Now we have it, it’s certainly worth the wait. Dreamy and soft, this track is a timeless classic that could underwhelm from it’s gentle feel but works perfectly well as a pure little love song.

On Our Way

Stripped back and with a country twang, Lana doesn’t add fuss and frills to this song, instead just crooning precisely how she feels in the kind of song that keeps you daydreaming for hours. Not even the smattering of her favourite imagery (Chevrolets and K-Mart lip gloss) overshadows the love that’s at the forefront of this track.

Never Let Me Go

Like On Our Way, Never Let Me Go has the country twang and stripped back feel that makes this a more subdued song, her lyrics shining even more. Lana’s additional strings layer this song well and her comparisons to the dangerous couple that is Sid and Nancy gives this track an edge, keeping it from being too frothy.

French Restaurant

A piano ballad, Lana strips back the hurt of Without You and dual dedication of Video Games to sing about how fame matters so little to her while she’s torn between two men. Her voice is beautiful and it does well to be so minimal in its production, her emotion driving the song clearly enough. Especially pretty are the backing vocals of the choruses, echoes of her thoughts that hammer home her broken feelings.

Trash Magic

Lana’s delicate and soft vocals help tie into the Lolita-esque character Lana often plays in her music. It has a similar feel to 1949, dripping with her delicious imagery, and wouldn’t be out of place on AKA Lizzy Grant. Lana is the fragile ‘daddy’s girl’ again in this song, and the sharp yet soothing music in the background sets the tone for a quiet trailer park night.

Us Against The World

Though fairly chilled out, Lana still hooks listeners with her characterisation of waitress by day/stripper by night, a dangerous girl tempting an equally dangerous guy. Lana drips sexiness in this song and though it’s not as exciting as some of her other unreleased pop hits, it is perfect for the Del Rey character.

Your Girl

Much like Caught You Boy, Lana is desperate for a man she can’t have but is instead a complete wreck. Lana just repeats over and over how she wishes she was this man’s girl, practically pleading after describing how she needs to be led off the stage from falling apart. Yet it’s still sultry, still passionate, and is topped off by her honey-like vocal demonstration in the bridge and the chorus.

Roses

Lana is the other woman with a twist – instead of moping about her man (Other Woman, Sad Girl) she is taking action. Fighting against him, not letting him go without making some noise and getting rid of his girlfriend, Lana storms into the song with a vengeful wrath and calls him out for his poor attempts at apologies. When this song first came out, I adored it, since it was the exact kind of strong-girl track I wanted from her with a great hook and all the right Lana-isms. Now, I still get that thrill listening to this song and its kick-ass fuck-you to the man she loves.

Playing Dangerous

The churning drums, the spoken verses and the coy vocals set this song apart from her others. It falls shorter during the choruses, the verses being the best parts of the track, but the way Lana interacts with the listener ultimately and is a more direct character of ‘innocent’ seductress who might actually be downright bad (arson is hinted).

Serene Queen

Lana is unbothered and unruffled, as collected as she is in Put Your Lips Together but this time with a definite Ultraviolence/Honeymoon feel. Lana is unshaken by the blazing guns, instead completely calm with her dangerous lover, questioning why he even has a problem in the first place. As it picks up in the chorus, almost smirking, it becomes one of her finer unreleased songs yet.

Ave Maria

This is just an instrumental but there’s something so beautifully haunting about it. It wouldn’t be out of place in a Hollywood movie, with shades of the Lolita soundtrack instantly coming to mind when it first starts. It even works well without singing, and I hope we get a full version soon.

Puppy Love

From the perspective of a Marilyn Monroe figure, Lana plays the teenage girl wishing for a traditional romance with her lover. It’s ever-so-adorable, harking back to the sweeter parts of the fifties, but there’s a sense of sadness throughout it. Under the surface of the puppy love is the reality that the references to Monroe do not forget her sadness, loneliness and ultimately her overdose. The tone shifts to such an unhappiness in the bridge, directly calling back to Monroe’s phone call shortly before she overdosed, twisting the song to something more melancholic.

Cherry Blossom

The lullaby that grew into the marvellous, completed Cherry Blossom is a lovely tribute to someone small and beloved. Though Lana doesn’t have children yet, the care in her voice and each of her heart-warming compliments and promises is still thoroughly enjoyable – and comforting.

Colour Blue

In a song that reminds me of the love/hate relationship of Norman Fucking Rockwell, Lana takes her time to question why she loves the men that she does and, ultimately, grow from it, beginning to want something different. It’s raw and personal, with a gushing chorus that is complimented fully by the guitar. This song is blue all over, from Lana's opening harmonisation to her abrupt, unhappy ending.

Paradise

This song is, of course, pure paradise. A summery beat, a flippant Lana simply enjoying her lover no matter how long she’ll have him for and her coos of “sick!” and “that’s dope!” make this into a tasty distraction fit for the sunny months. Her casualness in this track is fresh as well as the dance-happy music that she doesn’t often create in her albums.

Meet Me In The Pale Moonlight

Lana is the waitress with a crush in this bop of a track, trying to convince a guy to get with her instead of that “bitch”. Convincing she is, as she uses all of her charm, wit and insistence that there’s no promises behind her intentions to have a good time with him. It’s just a breath of fresh air compared to a lot of her music, not too heavy and perfectly polished. It’s self-assured as much as it is breezy, and calm as it is it’s still a riot to listen to.

Caught You Boy

A dream-esque confession of desire, obsession and pure, crazy love, Lana isn’t outright insane in this track (Kinda Outta Luck, Jealous Girl, Serial Killer) but she hints towards being slightly too attached to her beau and describing herself as an army of one. The song is sweet and flowery but there’s a sadness and danger to it that keeps it from being too sugary.

Fine China

Some of Lana’s best lyrics are in Fine China as she sings of her fractured relationship, unhappy wedding and many beautiful yet easily broken things. It’s a slow, unfussy ballad but her strong voice and stunning lyrics make it so much more than a throwaway unreleased song.

Thunder

What feels like a coming-of-age slow dance song but is ultimately a choir-backed break-up track. Lana’s lyrics are clever and her voice is the perfect complement to The Last Shadow Puppets, this combined work a sure hit that deserves some kind of release and recognition. Lana is frustrated but tender as she leads the song with plenty of presence.

Prom Song Gone Wrong

The fifties feel, the teenage romance, the warm and gorgeous vocals that switch from dreamily longing to a cheeky talk-rap suggest this is a song tied tightly to Puppy Love, except with a more hopeful feel to it. Lana is ready to leave and she wants her lover to come with her, and even if it’s a youthful mistake there’s no mistaking that the love she – and her man – feels is real. It’s a pretty dedication to the kind of head-spinning romance of younger years, though it has an edge to it. Lana’s choruses are desperate, her pleading genuine and the strange way the music builds and collapses right at the end give the illusion all isn’t the sunshine and rainbows Lana sings of – and hopes for.

[ridgid62]

How to get to heaven - what are the ideas from the different religions?

By gotquestions.org

There appear to be five major categories regarding how to get to heaven in the world’s religions. Most believe that hard work and wisdom will lead to ultimate fulfillment, whether that is unity with god (Hinduism, Buddhism, and Baha’i) or freedom and independence (Scientology, Jainism). Others, like Unitarianism and Wicca, teach the afterlife is whatever you want it to be, and salvation is a non-issue because the sin nature doesn’t exist. A few believe either the afterlife doesn’t exist or it’s too unknowable to consider.

Derivatives of the worship of the Christian-Judeo God generally hold that faith in God and/or Jesus and the accomplishment of various deeds, including baptism or door-to-door evangelism, will ensure the worshiper will go to heaven. Only Christianity teaches that salvation is a free gift of God through faith in Christ (Ephesians 2:8–9), and no amount of work or effort is necessary or possible to get to heaven.

Atheism: Most atheists believe there is no heaven—no afterlife at all. Upon death, people simply cease to exist. Others attempt to define the afterlife using quantum mechanics and other scientific methods.

Baha’i: Like many other religions, Baha’i doesn’t teach that man was born with a sin nature or that man needs saving from evil. Man simply needs saving from his erroneous beliefs of how the world works and how he is to interact with the world. God sent messengers to explain to people how to come to this knowledge: Abraham, Krishna, Zoroaster, Moses, Buddha, Jesus, Muhammad, and Baha’u’llah. These prophets progressively revealed the nature of God to the world. Upon death, a person’s soul continues its spiritual journey, perhaps through the states known as heaven and hell, until it comes to a final resting point, united with god.

Buddhism: Buddhism also believes that heaven, or “Nirvana,” is to be rejoined in spirit with god. Reaching Nirvana, a transcendental, blissful, spiritual state, requires following the Eightfold Path. This includes understanding the universe, and acting, speaking, and living in the right manner and with the right intentions. Mastering these and the other of the eight paths will return a worshipper’s spirit to god.

Chinese Religion: Chinese Religion is not an organized church, but an amalgamation of different religions and beliefs including Taoism and Buddhism. Upon death, worshipers are judged. The good are sent either to a Buddhist paradise or a Tao dwelling place. The bad are sent to hell for a period of time and then reincarnated.

Christianity: Christianity is the only religion that teaches man can do nothing to earn or pay his way into heaven. Man, a slave to the sin nature he was born with, must completely rely on the grace of God in applying Jesus Christ’s sacrifice to the sins of the believer. People are saved by faith in the death and resurrection of Christ. Upon death, the spirits of Christians go to heaven, while the spirits of unbelievers go to a temporary holding place called hell. At the final judgment, unbelievers are separated from God for eternity in the lake of fire.

Confucianism: Confucianism concentrates on appropriate behavior in life, not a future heaven. The afterlife is unknowable, so all effort should be made to make this life the best it can be, to honor ancestors, and to respect elders.

Eastern Orthodox: Orthodoxy is a Christian-Judeo derivative that reinterprets key Scripture verses in such a way that works become essential to reach heaven. Orthodoxy teaches that faith in Jesus is necessary for salvation, but where Christianity teaches that becoming more Christlike is the result of Christ’s influence in a believer’s life, Orthodoxy teaches that it is a part of the salvation process. If that process (called theosis) is not performed appropriately, a worshiper can lose his/her salvation. After death, the devout live in an intermediate state where this theosis can be completed. Those who have belief but did not accomplish sufficient progress in theosis are sent to a temporary “direful condition” and will go to hell unless the living devout pray and complete acts of mercy on their behalf. After final judgment, the devout are sent to heaven and the others to hell. Heaven and hell are not locations, but reactions to being in the presence of God, as there is nowhere that He is not present. For Christ-followers, God’s presence is paradise, but for the unsaved, being with God is eternal torment.

Hinduism: Hinduism is similar to Buddhism in some ways. Salvation (or moksha) is reached when the worshiper is freed from the cycle of reincarnation, and his spirit becomes one with god. One becomes free by ridding oneself of bad karma—the effect of evil action or evil intent. This can be done in three different ways: through selfless devotion to and service of a particular god, through understanding the nature of the universe, or by mastering the actions needed to fully appease the gods.

In Hinduism, with over a million different gods, there are differences of opinion regarding the nature of salvation. The Advaita school teaches salvation occurs when one can strip away the false self and make the soul indistinguishable from that of god. The dualist insists that one’s soul always retains its own identity even as it is joined with god.

Islam: Islam is a take-off on the Christian/Judeo God. Muslims believe salvation comes to those who obey Allah sufficiently that good deeds outweigh the bad. Muslims hope that repeating what Muhammad did and said will be enough to get to heaven, but they also recite extra prayers, fast, go on pilgrimages, and perform good works in hope of tipping the scales. Martyrdom in service to Allah is the only work guaranteed to send a worshiper to paradise.

Jainism: Jainism came to be in India about the same time as Hinduism and is very similar. One must hold the right belief, have the right knowledge, and act in the right manner. Only then can a soul be cleansed of karma. But in Jainism, there is no creator. There is no higher god to reach or lend aid. Salvation is man as master of his own destiny, liberated and perfect, filled with infinite perception, knowledge, bliss, and power.

Jehovah’s Witnesses: The teachings of the Watchtower Society lead us to categorize the Jehovah’s Witnesses as a cult of Christianity that misinterprets the book of Revelation. Similar to Mormons, Jehovah’s Witnesses teach different levels of heaven. The anointed are 144,000 who receive salvation by the blood of Christ and will rule with Him in paradise. They are the bride of Christ. For all others, Jesus’ sacrifice only freed them from Adam’s curse of original sin, and “faith” is merely the opportunity to earn their way to heaven. They must learn about Kingdom history, keep the laws of Jehovah, and be loyal to “God’s government”—the 144,000 leaders, 9,000 of whom are currently on the earth. They must also spread the news about the Kingdom, including door-to-door proselytizing. Upon death, they will be resurrected during the millennial kingdom where they must continue a devout life. Only afterwards are they given the opportunity to formally accept Christ and live for eternity under the rule of the 144,000.

Judaism: Jews believe that, as individuals and as a nation, they can be reconciled to God. Through sin (individually or collectively) they can lose their salvation, but they can also earn it back through repentance, good deeds, and a life of devotion.

Mormonism: Mormons believe their religion to be a derivative of Judeo/Christianity, but their reliance on extra-grace works belies this. They also have a different view of heaven. To reach the second heaven under “general salvation,” one must accept Christ (either in this life or the next) and be baptized or be baptized by proxy through a living relative. To reach the highest heaven, one must believe in God and Jesus, repent of sins, be baptized in the church, be a member of the LDS church, receive the Holy Ghost by the laying on of hands, obey the Mormon “Word of Wisdom” and all God’s commandments, and complete certain temple rituals including marriage. This “individual salvation” leads to the worshiper and his/her spouse becoming gods and giving birth to spirit children who return to Earth as the souls of the living.

Roman Catholicism: Roman Catholics originally believed only those in the Roman Catholic Church could be saved. Joining the church was a long process of classes, rituals, and baptism. People who had already been baptized but were not members of the Roman Catholic Church had different requirements and may even already be considered Christians. Baptism is “normatively” required for salvation, but this can include “baptism of blood” (i.e.: martyrdom) or “baptism of desire” (wanting to be baptized really badly). From the catechism: “Those who die for the faith, those who are catechumens, and all those who, without knowing of the Church but acting under the inspiration of grace, seek God sincerely and strive to fulfill his will, are saved even if they have not been baptized.” Despite the changes through the years, baptism (or the desire for baptism) is still required for salvation.

According to Catholicism, upon death, the souls of those who rejected Christ are sent to hell. The souls of those who accepted Christ and performed sufficient acts to be purified of sin go to heaven. Those who died in faith but did not complete the steps to be purified are sent to purgatory where they undergo temporary, painful punishment until their souls are cleansed. Purification by torment may be lessened by suffering during life and the offerings and prayers of others on the sinner’s behalf. Once purification is complete, the soul may go to heaven.

Scientology: Scientology is similar to Eastern religions in that salvation is achieved through knowledge of self and the universe. The “thetan” (Scientology’s answer to the soul) travels through several different lifetimes, attempting to expel painful and traumatic images that cause a person to act fearfully and irrationally. Once a Scientologist is “cleared” of these harmful images and becomes an “operating thetan,” he/she is able to control thought, life, matter, energy, space, and time.

Shinto: The afterlife in Shinto was originally a dire, Hades-like realm. Matters of the afterlife have now been transferred to Buddhism. This salvation is dependent on penance and avoiding impurity or pollution of the soul. Then one’s soul can join those of its ancestors.

Sikhism: Sikhism was created in reaction to the conflict between Hinduism and Islam, and carries on many of Hinduism’s influences—although Sikhs are monotheistic. “Evil” is merely human selfishness. Salvation is attained by living an honest life and meditating on god. If good works are performed sufficiently, the worshipper is released from the cycle of reincarnation and becomes one with god.

Taoism: Like several other Eastern religions (Shinto, Chinese folk religions, Sikhism), Taoism adopted many of its afterlife principles from Buddhism. Initially, Taoists didn’t concern themselves with worries of the afterlife and, instead, concentrated on creating a utopian society. Salvation was reached by aligning with the cosmos and receiving aid from supernatural immortals who resided on mountains, islands, and other places on Earth. The result was immortality. Eventually, Taoists abandoned the quest for immortality and took on the afterlife teachings of Buddhism.

Unitarian-Universalism: Unitarians are allowed to and encouraged to believe anything they like about the afterlife and how to get there. Although, in general, they believe people should seek enlightenment in this life and not worry too much about the afterlife.

Wicca: Wiccans believe many different things about the afterlife, but most seem to agree that there is no need for salvation. People either live in harmony with the Goddess by caring for her physical manifestation—the earth—or they don’t, and their bad karma is returned to them three-fold. Some believe souls are reincarnated until they learn all their life lessons and become one with the Goddess. Some are so committed to following one’s individual path that they believe individuals determine what will happen when they die; if worshippers think they’re going to be reincarnated or sent to hell or joined with the goddess, they will be. Others refuse to contemplate the afterlife at all. Either way, they don’t believe in sin or anything they need saving from.

Zoroastrianism: Zoroastrianism may be the first religion that stated that the afterlife was dependent upon one’s actions in life. There is no reincarnation, just a simple judgment four days after death. After a sufficient amount of time in hell, however, even the condemned can go to heaven. To be judged righteous, one can use knowledge or devotion, but the most effective way is through action.

Want to learn the truth about going to heaven?

[tune-collective]

Happy Birthday, 'Born To Die': The Best Lyrics From Each Track

Happy Birthday, 'Born To Die': The Best Lyrics From Each Track

5 years ago today (Jan. 31), Lana Del Rey blessed us with the U.S. release of her major-label debut Born To Die, which peaked at No. 2 on the Billboard 200 and established Lana as one of 21st-century pop’s cult icons.

The New York songstress, born Elizabeth Grant, tells many stories on the album, ranging from adventurous, dangerous love on “Off to the Races” to rebellious-youth reminiscences on “This Is What Makes Us Girls.” She gave the pop-noir sound her own hip-hop-influenced flavor, and in many ways, the album transformed Del Rey from an indie sensation into a mainstream superstar.

The acclaimed album is dripping with quotable lyrics about sex, drugs, red party dresses and everything in between. Here are the best from each of the 15 tracks on the album’s deluxe edition.

“Born To Die” “Don’t make me sad, don’t make me cry/ Sometimes love is not enough and the road gets tough, I don’t know why”

Accepting that not every love is meant to last forever, Del Rey wants to enjoy the romance while she can and not waste time being upset.

“Off To The Races” “He likes to watch me in the glass room, bathroom, Chateau Marmont/ Slippin’ on my red dress, puttin’ on my makeup/ Glass room, perfume, cognac, lilac fumes/ Says it feels like heaven to him”

The ultimate Bonnie and Clyde romance, Del Rey creates the image of her lover watching and admiring her in their hotel room as she gets ready for the evening. 

“Blue Jeans” “You were sorta punk rock, I grew up on hip hop/ But you fit me better than my favorite sweater, and I know/ That love is mean, and love hurts/ But I still remember that day we met in December”

A recurring theme of love being challenging, this lyric highlights that even though they have differences, Lana and her love compliment each other well, as do the worlds of hip-hop and punk.

“Video Games” “I tell you all the time/ Heaven is a place on earth with you/ Tell me all the things you want to do/ I heard that you like the bad girls honey, is that true?”

Off arguably the most popular song on the album, Del Rey explained in the Oct. 2011 issue of Dazed that the lyrics in the single’s chorus explained the way she wished her relationship was, while the verses reflected reality.

“Diet Mountain Dew” “Maybe I like this rollercoaster/ Maybe it keeps me high”

While a rollercoaster may be an unsettling experience for many, Del Rey is learning to enjoy the ride.

“National Anthem” “He said to be cool but/ I’m already coolest/ I said to get real/ Don’t you know who you’re dealing with?”

Both the “National Anthem” music video (which features a presidential A$AP Rocky) and lyrics show a clear connection with Marilyn Monroe and JFK. As she moves through the song, Del Rey finds herself becoming more arrogant and money-obsessed.

“Dark Paradise” “And there’s no remedy for memory your face is/ Like a melody, it won’t leave my head”

Just like a song you can’t get out of your head, whether it’s good or bad, Del Rey simply can’t stop thinking about her lover’s face.

“Radio” “Now my life is sweet like cinnamon/ Like a f–king dream I’m living in”

This lyric speaks of fame as a double-edged sword. While her life my be a dream, she also uses cinnamon to describe it, which is actually bitter.

“Carmen” “She gives them butterflies, bats her cartoon eyes/ She laughs like God, her mind’s like a diamond”

People have fallen in love with Carmen for her looks, but few realize that she’s troubled by the life she’s leading, and the fact that she hides her sadness. She’s painted as a master of seduction.

“Million Dollar Man” “I don’t know how you get over, get over/ Someone as dangerous, tainted and flawed as you”

Although this man is flawed in numerous ways, Del Rey loves him for it all the same, and finds it impossible to forget their romance.

“Summertime Sadness” “Honey I’m on fire, I feel it everywhere/ Nothing scares me anymore”

Dealing with all kinds of “summertime sadness,” Del Rey finds herself letting go of her past flame and this gives her a sense of fearlessness.

“This Is What Makes Us Girls” “Sweet sixteen and we had arrived/ Baby’s table dancin’ at the local dive/ Cheerin’ our names in the pink spotlight/ Drinkin’ cherry schnapps in the velvet night”

Underage drinking, barroom dancing, cheap liquor – this lyric has it all.

“Without You” “Summertime is nice and hot/ And my life is sweet like vanilla is/ Gold and silver line my heart/ But burned into my brain are these stolen images”

While Dey Rey has everything she’s worked for and has wanted her whole life, she still can’t erase the images of what could have been from her head. Regardless of the success, there is still something missing.

“Lolita” “I want my cake and I want to eat it too/ I want to have fun and be in love with you”

These two lines say essentially the same thing – Del Rey wants love, but also the freedom to break hearts at the same time.

“Lucky Ones” “I tried so hard to act nice like a lady/ You taught me that it was good to be crazy”

The closing track is a love song where Del Rey feels accepted and loved for all that she is, and these lyrics perfectly embody that. She’s met someone who makes her feel comfortable and love who she is as opposed to trying to conform to expectations.

Source: Billboard

http://tunecollective.com/2017/02/01/happy-birthday-born-to-die-the-best-lyrics-from-each-track/

[whirling-fangs]

The entrance brings a smell much different to the flowery aroma the Lord Founder usually floods the rooms with. There's something small and fuzzy tucked in Douma's arms as he approaches Inosuke with a saccharine smile.

" Heeey, how is my favorite troublemaker doing today? Did you have fun picking flowers with Miss Kotoha this morning?" Douma cants his head sweetly. The sound of his voice seems to rouse whatever hides in his hold. " I have a little surprise for you~ Here, open your arms. " He expects some hesitance, but he will insist. " Come on, open them wide, so you can hold him... like this. Here. "

And so the small creature unfolds and is held up rather ceremoniously, with its stripped tail dangling. The furball squeals, struggling to escape the uncomfortable hold as it is passed onto the child. A matted, filthy baby raccoon dog.

" Monk Yuzui found him in the gardens. He says the poor guy was left behind by his mother. That's such a horrible way to start your life... " He shakes his head slowly, momentarily sporting a pensive expression. " Oh well! At least he's safe here with us now, right? Would you like to keep him and take care of him? "

( give my muse an item meme except it's a whole pet, you're welcome!!! )

Give my muse an item and see how they react! // accepting

A wince immediately came to curl at the child's lips. He couldn't have an entire day without an unpleasant encounter, could he?

The flower picking had been an excuse to get out of the manor. They were kept to the confines of the garden, of course, yet the fresh air and the sun's rays always brought Inosuke more joy and energy than anything else. Except perhaps a good meal.

His brow quirked as he felt something thrash nearby. His attention taken away from the flowers he had been trying to arrange, as he located the source of the ruckus within the monster's arms. Dread filled his chest for a second, at the thought that this might be some sort of trap, yet another fake animal brought to chase after him... or so he believed, until he saw fur poking from the man's fine clothes.

Inosuke held his arms out, eager to rescue the poor creature from the cold hands. He let it rest in the crook of his elbows, making sure to keep his hold loose enough that the creature could wiggle free and not suffocate. Oddly enough, the thrashing little thing seemed to instantly quiet down.

"How does he know it was left behind? Did he see the mother leave?" Inosuke cried out, cradling the dirty little thing closer. "Maybe she was just out to look for food! You can't just take someone's baby!"

"It's a racoon dog, right? I've seen it in the picture books! It belongs in the wild, not trapped inside a house!"

"I'm gonna go look for her." He decided, standing up with the fierce stubborn energy that was so characteristic of him. Inosuke always took such matters straight to the heart.

[whirling-fangs]

❛ I thought we agreed that secrets are bad! ❜

( not really douma just chanted 'dont keep secrets' 50 times in his face )

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐃 /  𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.

Inosuke's cheeks had gained an interesting shade of red. It wasn't nearly as dark as the skin above his wounded wrist, the one he had so desperately tried to hide from view, yet Douma would certainly feel the afflux of blood in the boy's face.

He was caught red-handed. Rather literally.

"... they're only bad if they hurt the other person. Like the ones you always say!"

As he pronounced those words, Inosuke was hit with the same doubts that always crept at the back of his mind. The same litany that wormed its way through his thick skull, reaching deeper and deeper every time it assaulted his brain.

Did the monster really mean any harm with his lies? Or was he so caught up in his own delusion that his intent was actually benevolent?

Now wasn't the time to question this. Inosuke gave a sharp tug to free his forearm from the man's grip, which only served to hurt his sprained wrist even more. He bit hard into his lip to muffle a pained whimper, emerald eyes glimmering with hardly contained tears.

"Fine! I didn't trip down the stairs! I was training! I can't stop thinking about that bug-eyed man and his stupid pupil or whatever, and whenever you're not around and I'm done with chores, I go to the cellar and I train! I punch bags of rice until I can't feel my fists anymore!"

His voice cracked somewhere along the middle of his sentence. Out of emotion, partly, but not only. An insect shedding its juvenile skin.

"Is he even coming back? The bug-eyed man. Or was it all just some sort of trick to make me train for no reason?! I bet that's what it was! You just want me to feel tired all the time, so I don't have enough energy to keep finding a way out of here!"

[whirling-fangs]

" Stop blinking so much. "

The brush hadn't trembled once under the lavender claw resting on its handle. The paint was thick and had a pungent smell to it, a white paste watered down just enough to glide over the child's skin. And Douma's efforts at this 'costume' were very dilligent.

Of course, no one had been privy to his vision but the Lord Founder himself. They would only come to discover it after the feral child had been face painted with eerie precision to resemble something akin the forest beasts he enjoyed watching. He retrieved the fur coat and strapped the tusks to his mouth, next.

And then, the true horror would be unleashed. Inosuke, in a boar suit, in a room full of people carrying food trays and making preparations for the night's festivities. As if the western custom had not already shaken the poor monks...

"I can't help it! Stop trying to touch my eyes! Your nails are too sharp!" Inosuke protested. He made a point to mention those nails, all because he knew. He, and only he knew what those "nails" were truly here for.

Claws to rip and shred through flesh. How amusing that Inosuke's hands were now decorated with the same illusion, fake claws glued to his real nails to emphasise the attire he donned. It was all just a game, a costume, a perfect occasion for the wild little child to look and act like the beasts he so admired.

A real little monster he'd become.

He grumbled some more as the tusks were equipped next. Talking would be a hassle with those in the way, and he would be making even more of a mess than usual as he devoured all the treats that his hands could reach. His hunger had grown even more ravenous over the past weeks – a necessary means to fuel his secret training lessons.

"Are you done now? Can I go?" The impatient child questioned. For once in his life, he looked around for a mirror. He usually never cared much for his reflection.

[whirling-fangs]

don't you get it? if you don't let me help you, you'll die. ( can go with mainverse or modern, whatever you feel like )

PROMPTS FOR PATCHING UP WOUNDS // accepting!

It should have been nothing but a little outing. One like any other, a moonless night, a nightmare-filled sleep. Inosuke refused to stay cooped up inside that room any longer. He had cast an apologetic look in his mother's direction, and snuck outside without much trouble.

The mansion was always eerily silent at night.

To sneak past the outer walls was child's play. The forest was dark and gloomy outside, yet its vast expanse felt more welcoming that the mansion's stuffy corridors. Inosuke wandered away, but not too far. He knew of the dangers that lurked out in the woods.

They were the very reason why his little adventures felt so thrilling.

When he felt motion behind him, Inosuke didn't immediately react. A snap of a twig under his sandal, the huff of a creature's breath. It was already too late to grab a weapon and fight back.

Inosuke ran. He ran, and ran, without ever turning back. The creature was catching up to him, he could almost feel the warmth of its breath on his neck. Soon it would chomp its jaws around his ankle, swat at his back with its claws, or perhaps go straight for the neck. A single bite, spine cracking–

The ground disappeared. Inosuke felt his foot sink into the void, before his entire body was left to collapse down the cliff he had reached without realizing. The fall stretched on for an eternity, branches and bushes breaking his fall as well as his bones.

Inosuke couldn't tell how long he remained sprawled across the ground. In his misfortune, he had been lucky to find obstacles in his fall.

His body couldn't register anything but the searing pain. He lacked the means to figure out just how many of his bones had been shattered. He barely heard the ruffle of the underbrush, or the faint familiar glow of those eyes he had grown to so despise.

"No... go away..." He muttered through half-sealed lips. Every motion, even the simplest twitch of his lips, felt utterly grueling. He would have loved to swat the man away, to push that face as far as possible from him, but his fingers barely twitched.

There it was, that condescending voice. That same fake concern as always, crocodile tears over the state of the child's poor broken body. It was nothing fatal, Inosuke was sure of it. Sure, with broken bones, he wouldn't be able to run away if the beast came back, he wouldn't be able to get food, and he would either be eaten or starve to death first...

Oh. He was as good as dead already, wasn't he?

His fingers twitched again. They had a clear goal, this time. Fingertips brushing against the fine fabric of the man's clothes, trying to close around it, as if grasping for his very life.

"I'm not... dying..." Was it a statement? Or a plea?

Douma would have the luxury to figure that out for himself.

[whirling-fangs]

034. Trip the muse

huhuuu for the violent meme uwu

VIOLENT ACTION STARTERS // accepting YES PLEASE...

Inosuke's impatience was a rather well-known fact across the mansion. His immense appetite was another, perhaps even more famous fact shared on every pair of lips, as every supper time annoucement would often come with the sound of loud running steps.

This time was no different. The crowd of followers practically parted to leave way for the child, as no follower or monk with common decency would dare stand in his way. Lest they wanted the collision to result in many broken bones.

Inosuke was feeling particularly ravenous that day. The smell of freshly fried food hung around the mansion, and he could only imagine what kind of delicious foods awaited him past the dinner hall's gates. Eager as he was to get his hands on the very first tempura piece, he cared little for his surroundings – until it was too late.

He thought of leaping high, to avoid the leg that jutted out of the crowd, but the corridor was too packed. Danger burnt at his ankles and went ignored, as the foot connected with his leg and sent him falling face first into the ground.

How silly of him. Of course his rambuctiousness would earn him such a fate.

He had no other choice but to spring to his feet before any concerned voices could rise from the crowd, adding insult to injury. No one was looking for a culprit, of course, for the boy himself was alone to blame. He had been told countless times not to run down the corridors – and what was the point of rushing in, anyway? There wasn't a single unfed mouth at the temple. Food would not run out, no follower would sleep on an empty stomach. The Lord Founder always made sure of it.

Emerald eyes flashed a murderous glare through the crowd, knowing exactly what to look for.

Mirthful eyes half-hidden behind a fan.

[whirling-fangs]

📖 :D

Send 📖 to get really bad advice from my muse // accepting come get your wisdom y'all

"... if you ever feel really pissed off, you should go outside and yell at the sun."

"It doesn't matter what you're yelling about. It can be just a big scream. Just stare right into the sun, and get mad at it. Pretend the sun is the reason behind all your problems."

"Only stop when your eyes hurt so much that you start crying, and everything goes all black and blurry. Or when your voice runs out."