Aureantes' Lair

Heh....okay, it's like, really really '80s-ish to say the least....one of my friends posted me the link, as a mindset-reference of his, and all the time I was watching/hearing it and trying to make out the words (my media player always stutters on videos and MP3s), I was thinking of Lenski's aria from Eugene Onegin, which I've been wanting to do some serious study on for a while as it's in my vocal range. That's an interesting piece, set as it is in the opera, because it's the "swan-song" of a young poet whose intentional work up to this point has been all bright and sunny and cheerful romance doting on his rural sweetheart, and whose creativity only acquires real fire and originality in the hour when death, in the form of an ill-challenged pistol duel with his best friend (Onegin) has cast its shadow over him and deepened his sight.

Needless to say, everything that he sings before this point has no interest for me. :P

But there, there's a thought that I'll be saying more (and more personally) on in a filtered gender-&-sexuality-related post (comment and ask me if you want to be added to that list and aren't sure if you're already on it) -- the idea of necessary shadows, necessary darknesses that show the individuality of the light they distinguish. And of the naivete and misguided benevolence of trying to simply ease or clear those shadows away, particularly without knowing the reasons why, the structural bearings, the meaning of the picture as a whole. Chiaroscuro is a natural concept in some personalities -- we are not all the same. And though I rarely have anything against "white-lighters" in general....well, let's just say that a person ought to know me a bit more complexly before attempting to help me with my energy body. Because I'm a very complicated person.

More later.