The Conqueror Worm part 2

 To review, sad celebration occurring. Vaguely mystical and apocalyptic.

Lo! ’tis a gala night

Within the lonesome latter years —

A mystic throng, bewinged, bedight

In veils and drowned in tears,

Then we get, completing the thought, 

Sit in a theatre to see

A play of hopes and fears,

The most straightforward line we've read so far. Now we know where we are and what's about to happen. Then we get the last two lines of the stanza,

While the orchestra breathes fitfully

The music of the spheres.

There's music playing in a kind of stuttering, halting, unsteady way. The last line, "the music of the spheres" is a line I first heard said by Patton Oswalt when he was talking about this class he had to take at William and Mary called "Physics for Poets". 

"Put on some pantaloons and a scarf and take a bracing shot of absinthe and skip on down through a field of gilly-flowers to the Physics department, where we'll teach you about the music of the spheres!"

Music of the spheres refers to this idea found in Pythagoreanism that in the same way that different strings produce different notes based on their length and gauge or whatever, the planets also produce different hums or frequencies based on their orbits. 

All that to say, things are cosmically bad and unstable at the present moment in the Conqueror Worm. 

I just love how over the top ol' Eddie Poe is. 'Drowned in tears'. You think he really liked the macabre or was that just the water he was swimming in? 

'Hey guys, here's another regular poem. 'Even the band is about to die.'

It's like that song, Ballroom Blitz. 

reflection of climbing training with little importance beyond my own reference

 Conqueror Worm part 2 tonight! glad you liked it crab!

My numbers for pulling on a 20mm edge have been lower than they've been in the past and at first I thought it was because I was just climbing more but I think they might have been higher last year because I was doing more heavy barbell work with weightlifting. I was doing a little bit of deadlifting and also heavy weighted pull-ups and I didn't think that that would translate much to grip strength because I was already climbing but maybe there was something to it. I'd assumed that any work done with a bar or on a big hold wouldn't really translate to crimps because it's not specific enough. I'm not sure what a good analogy would be. Maybe it's like thinking you shouldn't train on a track for cross country because obviously you can go faster on a track but you can't go that fast on a hilly grass cross country cross so why bother. 

Absolute speed built on a track obviously carries over to a cross country course. Yeah you'll slow down but so will everyone else and you'll still most likely be faster with specific training built in. Same thing with hanging on a bar and pulling on a small edge. I guess I thought it would look silly to hang on a bar with heavy weight when everyone else trains on small edges. But that's why I go to the gym in the middle of the day when no one is there. Hehehe.

Oh but part of the reason I had the insight was because over the weekend I did heavy weight pull-ups and then I went to pull on block with the 20mm weight and it felt way lighter than usual. That made me think there was something to it.

So now my new warm-up routine consists of heavy one arm hangs for 20s on the bar or the hangboard jugs and then I'm also trying out doing drops on the rungs of the campus board. So like I'll start on the third rung on the jugs and then drop down to the first rung and then hop my hands back up to the third and repeat. Or today I stuck the drop from the 4th rung to the 1st rung. I've been seeing a lot of success with depth drops and depth jumps to improve my jumping and sprinting and it seems like fast eccentric loading could help with grip strength as well. Based on Jay Schroeder's methods as seen in Freak of Training.

The Conqueror Worm by Edgar Allen Poe

 In honor of the month of October, the month of my anti-birthday, my second and actually my first favorite month, I'll be discussing the poem The Conqueror Worm by Edgar Allen Poe.

https://poemuseum.org/the-conqueror-worm/

You can read it yourself here. I'll summarize as best I can.

Actually, there's a lot going on. Maybe over the course of the entire month of October I will do a line by line analysis of Poe's Worm poem.

It starts with the line:

Lo! 'tis a gala night

So right off the bat we've got the exclamation 'Lo!' Which is an old expression meaning 'Look!' or 'Behold!'

Pay attention! Edgar is telling you. AH! he says.

'Tis a gala night.

He's saying it's a festive, celebratory night. A special occasion. In other words,

HEY LOOK EVERYBODY THEY'RE THROWING A PARTY!

Then he says

Within the lonesome latter years--

So he's like subverting the first line a little bit. It's a special occasion but it's also lonesome somehow. And 'latter years' I feel like refers to the end of something. You might imagine some ghost town or soon-to-be ghost town. Like how in Salt Lake City the lake is evaporating and it's releasing all these heavy metals and junk so it will probably eventually be uninhabitable. That's something my sister told me once. But anyway we've got this celebration of sorts in this place and time where things are on their way out, so to speak. A last hurrah, perhaps!

Lo! 'tis a gala night

Within the lonesome latter years--

A mystic throng, bewinged, bedight

in veils and drowned in tears,

Here's one thing that always gets me about this kind of analysis, I imagine ol' Edgar Allan Poe wanted to be understood in real time, ya know? Like he's speaking in a poetic mode obviously but I don't think his intention was for people to have to look up these words. I don't know. And like, I can make enough sense of the words to know what's going on but to really understand it and make sure I'm not missing something, I gotta look up a lot of this stuff. 

Anyway this group of people is a mystic throng-- so it's like some sort of magical crowd. Or an gathering of people with esoteric knowledge. A mystic throng is just a great phrase, in my opinion. Then he says they are 'bewinged, bedight'. He's suggesting they're wearing wings some sense and then he says they're dressed in veils and drowned in tears.  

I'm not exactly sure what he's saying this crowd looks like. It seems like it's supernatural in some way and they're also sad. Deeply sad. Mournful veil sad. Drowned in tears, even. Boo-hooing. Absolute boo-hooery. What are they so sad about? Their society collapsing? But it's a party.

And that's where we'll leave it for tonight. Tune in tomorrow. To learn the next 4 lines that make up the second half of the first stanza. Weird stuff going on.

something I think about a lot and have talked about before but will talk about again

 I was far from great at running but I was/am pretty good. One of my favorite parts of college was going to the small running club of people who liked to run hard/fast and knowing I was good. I really enjoyed that and it was a big part of my identity. I so badly want to be that person with climbing. I see those people at the gym. I really want to be that person. 

I think I'm doing the things that can get me there and I know I'm getting better. It's just going to take time.

That's all.

response to crab's response to my reaction to playing a video game again

 Go read his response first or don't and just read this and try to fill in the gaps yourself. Was going to comment this and then figured it deserved a post.

Very good points and I really appreciate your response. This was a raw first impression and after a couple days my attitude has definitely shifted a bit. I agree that it is good to have things to look forward to. In hindsight, my reaction feels like a bit much but it really did hit me hard in the moment. And I think you're very much correct that that feeling is a special thing. I suppose I was skeptical of it because it felt so overwhelming. Happy to report that my life has not fallen apart even as I continue playing the game. Some other observations

- I have this feeling between my eyes somewhere and I think I'm staring at the screen too intently so that's probably something to watch out for.

-One vivid memory I have from my early childhood, especially between like 8 and 12 or so, was having this really intense inner monologue and imagination. I feel like I spent a lot of free time just being outside and watching my thoughts play like a movie or a show. I also remember getting older and feeling like I lost that and it's something I miss. I'll try sometimes and it just doesn't happen. Anyway, I feel like something about the game has turned that part of my brain on again. Maybe it's the dopamine. It's not like a craving to play the game and it's kind of nebulous but something is activated that wasn't before and it's not a bad thing.

One thing I've learned is that I really value being regulated and I think that's good but it also limits the kinds of experiences I have and seek out.

today I saw a blue chair

 hello everyone. thank you for coming to my reading. I will be reading the piece I have written. The title of the piece is "today I saw a blue chair". 

today I saw a blue chair. It was out by the trash cans. The cushions were in the cans last night and they were taken away. The chair was left. It was a blue lowrider armchair. Just like a regular armchair but on the ground. I decided to take it into my apartment to see if I could find room for it and purchase replacement cushions after the fact. Unfortunately, I do not have the floor space. I took it back outside where it sits to this very day. I hope you all learned a valuable lesson. Sometimes someone will try to get rid of you and they will fail. And then someone else will come along and try to take you in and they will fail as well. I guess nothing can be done. Thank you.

also I'm a bus driver now!