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What goes too long unchanged destroys itself. The forest is forever because it dies and dies and so lives.

—Tales From Earthsea: Dragonfly, by Ursula Le Guin

I was today years old when I learned that the name Robin literally means "fame" or "bright light" 👀

It's a song about keeping a secret from a child to protect their innocence. And the secret is the fame. They're not the robin, she is. That's the secret. It's in the name 🤯🤯

my CHILD. her HAIR.

no hope for that guy

SOUND ON.

“who’s afraid of little old me?” being about how the media and her life of fame has hardened her to the point where she feels the meanness in herself. she literally says that none of us would survive what she’s been put through so confidently, and tells us to he afraid of her. it being pointed at the public and how their treatment of her is what has made her crazy… very much getting how the tributes in the hunger games were normal people put through the most traumatic thing which the people enjoyed it as if it’s a show and then they were berated for being hard and calculating and un-humanlike…

the autotune distortion part of dear reader is soooo effective in how it takes someone who has been idolized and constructed through song and performance and public persona, with some of the cogs and bolts her own doing, and reveals how that person we think we know is as real as the pixelated images we see of her, which is to say not real at all. it reveals this god like figure to be an invention of our own design, barely human anymore. and the fact that it distorts over the line "never take advice from someone who's falling apart" hits home that she's not the shiny, perfect godlike woman we see. the hologram ripples, the machine glitches, when the fallibility of her humanity shows through, breaking the visage of perfection we're accustomed to. it's not real, not humanly possible to be this person the curated and carefully constructed way we see her, never was, and isn't possible to achieve. the reality of who she is, outside the songs and the narrative, is way messier, way less inspiring and tied up in a perfect bow. but also doubles as a philosophical meditation on where does one end and the other begin? if the only version of her that most people know is a bunch of perfect pixels, is that the real her now? If that's taylor, then who is the flesh and blood person sitting on her couch every night? does she even exist outside of those pixels anymore? does anyone know the real taylor anymore, herself included, and which one is the real taylor? is she just the ghost in the machine now?

#1 diver in my heart 🤍

Taylor swift undefeated in the AFC championships

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