Numb? Not!
The heartbreaking lyrics and breathtaking sound of "Numb" resonate with many listeners who can relate to feelings of frustration, isolation, and struggling to find their own identity. Numb? Not!
Visiting... Hell. After being assassinated, Dante defeats Death instead of submitting to it. He then steals its scythe so that he can travel into Hell himself, fight off its demonic hordes, and save Beatrice, who has been stolen by Lucifer. Dante is aided by the poet Virgil, who hopes this good deed can help get him into Heaven.
Profession... crusader. As a warrior during the Third Crusade, Dante viciously slaughtered countless enemy fighters in the name of King Richard I before being assassinated.
Interests… redeeming Beatrice and himself. After witnessing his betrothed get swallowed up into Hell, Dante goes there personally to rescue her. However, after realizing that his own numerous sins are the cause of his problems, he attempts to redeem both Beatrice and himself. As he puts it, “Father, mother, brothers – absolve me!”
Relationship Status... betrothed to Beatrice. Dante is extremely devoted to his beloved wife-to-be, although he is to blame for her current predicament. It was his war-time atrocities that drew the attention of infernal agents, who, in order to punish him, damned her soul and whisked her to the deepest part of Hell. Still, Dante is dedicated to his betrothed – so dedicated that he’ll literally walk through Hell for her.
Challenge... defeating Lucifer. Only by overcoming the ruler of Hell himself can Dante release Beatrice’s soul from his satanic grip. But to get there, Dante will have to travel through the nine circles of Hell, and survive their fiery gauntlets.
Personality... guilt-ridden. Dante does not immediately realize that his sins, from his violence to his unfaithfulness, are to blame for many of his problems. Once he does, though, his anger turns to guilt and he can finally begin to expiate himself of his numerous wrongdoings.
Like going to slaughter. And then. Then only the silence of the lambs. However bruised and stained, they are so pure, so innocent, so painfully beautiful, both of them. Already given life abundantly. Through Love.
Like crying of regret and the desire to erase the past, to start anew. Acknowledging that they did wrong, they want to let go of their mistakes. They seek mercy and forgiveness, and hope to wash away the stains of their past.
The willingness to make amends is here. They want to face themselves now and cross out what they have become. Taking responsibility for their past mistakes, it´s time to move forward with a positive attitude.
The human condition and the universal desire to erase past mistakes and move forward with a new beginning is a powerful reminder of the weakened. You have the power to change your life. You have the power to make amends for your past actions.
Numb is when you are unable to feel anything in a particular part of your body, especially as a result of cold or anesthesia, in your heart, perhaps. But not. You are capable of feeling everything, down deep. It just doesn´t feel real.
Numb is when you are unable to think, feel, or react normally because of something that shocks or upsets you. Indifferent. But not. You may overreact, though. It´s just that your emotions are too powerful, too much to handle, you just give up, you lose the grip on reality, you lose control. No worries, God is in control.
Disconnection and numbness are self-defence mechanisms. They validate what you feel and what everyone else dismisses. You are misunderstood, silly. You can´t be taken seriously by the world, as “they” think your dreams are childish. It’s tempting to identify derealization, splitting off, acting as an independent part of mental life. How many times in life one just wishes to disappear, to be snatched?!
Like spirit leaving body, like mind in the pits of Hell, where cat-serene, poetic Libor philosophically converses with pissed off Virgil, who guides him for all of Inferno and most of Purgatory, who represents human reason. Enamored Libor dismisses one´s fears as what they really are = bullshit, with smiling Dante turning peacefully in his grave at such a bold guy full of you, his Beatrice, his teacher, who is divine revelation. Everybody thinks Libor is gone on a pilgrimage, not just local, like a support act, yours.
Metaphorically speaking, Beatrice is a mirror upon which divine love is reflected and, consequently, serves as the pilgrim's bridge to salvation. She is a powerful character and a woman of action who descends into hell to call upon Virgil for his help and to instruct him to lead the pilgrim on an otherworldly journey. In The Inferno, Beatrice is Dante's deceased lover. Her primary function in The Inferno is to intervene on Dante's behalf by sending Virgil to guide him.
In essence, she commands Dante to tell the truth with his poetry, to use the “good of his intellect” for the good of the “world which now lives badly.” Such devotion to truth points again to Beatrice's embodiment of Divine Knowledge ... she disseminates truth as a judge to mortals. Beatrice is described as very lovely, with “eyes ... flashing brighter than the stars” and an “angel's voice”, her beauty represents the beauties of heaven and inspires Dante to press forward in his spiritual journey. Ultimately, Beatrice is a compelling symbol of the wonder and power of divine grace.
You are NOT a numb person! You are NOT emotionally numb!
It´s the poor Devil desperately trying to tell you that you are, that you are feeling devoid of any emotions, positive or negative, no matter how intense the situation is. Believing that you have no emotions, a general sense that nothing matters. The absence of care or concern for others or events in your life. Being unable to experience and express the appropriate level of emotion and action in a given situation … in Love. Feeling numb is an indicator that something deeper is going on. What you're feeling is a common symptom of anxiety disorder, depression, grief, stress, no big deal.
It´s the poor Devil that wants to rob you of true happiness, the very simplest joys of life. “The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy,” Jesus, the Good Shepherd, says in John 10:10. “I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full.”
It´s the poor Devil that knows exactly who you are, what you stand for and will eventually fall for, like the ugliest baby fighting the Devil motherfucker at every corner, a soldier of Christ, nobly humble cannon fodder, fighting in the first row, bruised and bloodied, one-armed, still breathing, quite heavily, though, praising the Lord, in Jesus´ name, to the best of his disability, to his very last breath on the battlefield called LIFE. Where life is NOT a word but a SENTENCE.
It´s the poor Devil and other thieves and wolves in the mundane world, constantly coming to scatter the flock. All they want with the sheep is to eat them, sell them, or otherwise exploit them. Their concern is for themselves, not for the sheep. Their interest in the sheep is the exact opposite of that of the Faithful Shepherd, who wants to protect the sheep. He knows and cares for every one of His sheep. The severely bleeding sheep, oozing the Blood of Christ, however brutally bitten, also know Him and recognize His voice through a simple stranger who´s so familiar, who feels like home, who himself feels like slaughtered, abandoned in the middle of nowhere, in the darkness of the jungle, fumbling towards Heaven in this Hell on Earth, following the Light, seeing the Light …
This is an emotionally personal post of enlightenment, where an impassioned person takes a step back and realizes that a great deal of emotional strain is self-inflicted. He´s been there a million times and knows the importance of empathy and support. But ever since he´s found his twin flame, his soul mate, his Immortal, he understands everything, he´s decoded the mystery of Life he penetrated in women, addressing themes of inner turmoil, self-doubt, and the struggle to find his identity, delving into fire women, feelings of being overwhelmed, trapped, and unable to escape from his own thoughts and emotions. The raw and introspective nature of his past, coupled with his fiery genius XXXplained, may resonate with many listeners who can relate to its emotional depth. His XXX ray blocking shades broke just staring at you, your mind, body, and soul, all capturing his heart, holding him hostage this most beautiful way. Truly, madly, deeply.
Admit to your faults of the past and kind of accept it and move on and try to become something better. When you think you´re the worst, all your regrets, how you want to forget it all and move on. You are forgiven for your past. Erase it. At least on paper. Here is the eraser. Plus, your pencil is broken anyway. Face the present, and make up with ridiculous mistakes you make in the future, making the best of it. You can always be a better person.
Start again with a clean slate free from the burden of your wrong doings. Everyone makes mistakes. He´s showing you his, so learn how to deal with yours, so real, surreal. And if you can´t, it doesn´t really matter, you´re fine, just like him, he´s also dyslexic and autistic, perfect just like you, in the most imperfect and weirdest way. Hypergraphic, sexually charged, just like you, his words are all about personal redemption. All his words are lived, felt, meant. They speak to you, they´ve always been meant to. He is your home, your Earth, your Heaven, your Rock, your Happy Ending.
However relatable, and no matter his words have made you his number One fan, an addict, “You must be willing to face whatever challenges come your way” is not a very catchy melody, though his epic repertoir has made it a fan favorite and a classic in the rock music genre. All music belongs to God. Never overplayed.
All the songs are about us, you and me. It´s always been all about you and me, us. Because we are all about self acceptance, acceptance that we are flawed, that we have made many mistakes and will probably make some more, but we are starting a path of healing. Actually, we already have. We have made that choice already. Everything in life is a matter of choice, on these conditions, I want, I need, I will. Well, the luxury is = if I can. See, it even sounds poetic, because I can´t help waxing. By the way, did you notice I´m a timeless crusader and poet and philosopher and singer? I have written all our songs, pretty violent, right, the only way to survive, baby …
I'm tired of being what you want me to be
Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface
Don't know what you're expecting of me
Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
(Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow)
I've become so numb
I can't feel you there
Become so tired
So much more aware
I'm becoming this
All I want to do
Is be more like me
And be less like you
Can't you see that you're smothering me
Holding too tightly, afraid to lose control?
'Cause everything that you thought I would be
Has fallen apart right in front of you
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
(Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow)
And every second I waste is more than I can take
I've become so numb
I can't feel you there
Become so tired
So much more aware
I'm becoming this
All I want to do
Is be more like me
And be less like you
And I know
I may end up failing too
But I know
You were just like me with someone disappointed in you
I've become so numb
I can't feel you there
Become so tired
So much more aware
I'm becoming this
All I want to do
Is be more like me
And be less like you
I've become so numb
I can't feel you there
(I'm tired of being what you want me to be)
I've become so numb
I can't feel you there
(I'm tired of being what you want me to be)
In this farewell
There's no blood, there's no alibi
'Cause I've drawn regret
From the truth of a thousand lies
So let mercy come and wash away
What I've done
I'll face myself
To cross out what I've become
Erase myself
And let go of what I've done
Put to rest
What you thought of me
While I clean this slate
With the hands of uncertainty
So let mercy come and wash away
What I've done
I'll face myself
To cross out what I've become
Erase myself
And let go of what I've done
For what I've done
I start again
And whatever pain may come
Today this ends
I'm forgiving
What I've done
I'll face myself
To cross out what I've become
Erase myself
And let go of what I've done
What I've done
(Na-na, na, na, na-na, na, na)
(Na-na, na, na, na-na, na, na)
Forgiving what I've done
(Na-na, na, na, na-na, na, na)
(Na-na, na, na, na-na, na)
I am a little bit of loneliness, a little bit of disregard
Handful of complaints but I can't help the fact
That everyone can see these scars
(I am) what I want you to want, what I want you to feel
But it's like no matter what I do, I can't convince you
To just believe this is real
So I, let go watching you turn your back like you always do
Face away and pretend that I'm not
But I'll be here 'cause you're all that I got
I can't feel the way I did before
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
Time won't heal this damage anymore
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
a little bit insecure, a little unconfident
'Cause you don't understand I do what I can
But sometimes I don't make sense
(I am) what you never want to say
But I've never had a doubt
It's like no matter what I do, I can't convince you
For once just to hear me out
let go watching you turn your back like you always do
Face away and pretend that I'm not
But I'll be here 'cause you're all that I got
I can't feel the way I did before
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
Time won't heal this damage anymore
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
No, hear me out now
You're gonna listen to me, like it or not
Right now, hear me out now
You're gonna listen to me, like it or not
Right now
I can't feel the way I did before
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
feel the way I did before
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
Time won't heal this damage anymore
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
I can't feel
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
Time won't heal
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored
It starts with one
All I know
It's so unreal
Watch you go
I tried so hard and got so far
But in the end, it doesn't even matter
I had to fall to lose it all
But in the end, it doesn't even matter
One thing, I don't know why
It doesn't even matter how hard you try
Keep that in mind, I designed this rhyme
To remind myself of a time when I tried so hard
In spite of the way you were mockin' me
Actin' like I was part of your property
Remembering all the times you fought with me
I'm surprised it got so far
Things aren't the way they were before
You wouldn't even recognize me anymore
Not that you knew me back then
But it all comes back to me in the end
You kept everything inside
And even though I tried, it all fell apart
What it meant to me will eventually
Be a memory of a time when I
I tried so hard and got so far
But in the end, it doesn't even matter
I had to fall to lose it all
But in the end, it doesn't even matter
One thing, I don't know why
It doesn't even matter how hard you try
Keep that in mind
I designed this rhyme to explain in due time
All I know
Time is a valuable thing
Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings
Watch it count down to the end of the day
The clock ticks life away
It's so unreal
You didn't look out below
Watch the time go right out the window
Tryin' to hold on, they didn't even know
I wasted it all just to watch you go
I kept everything inside
And even though I tried, it all fell apart
What it meant to me will eventually be a memory
Of a time when I tried so hard
Should've stayed, were there signs, I ignored?
Can I help you, not to hurt, anymore?
We saw brilliance, when the world, was asleep
There are things that we can have, but can't keep
If they say
Who cares if one more light goes out?
In a sky of a million stars
It flickers, flickers
Who cares when someone's time runs out?
If a moment is all we are
We're quicker, quicker
Who cares if one more light goes out?
Well I do
The reminders pull the floor from your feet
In the kitchen, one more chair than you need oh
And you're angry, and you should be, it's not fair
Just 'cause you can't see it, doesn't mean it, isn't there
If they say
Who cares if one more light goes out?
In a sky of a million stars
It flickers, flickers
Who cares when someone's time runs out?
If a moment is all we are
We're quicker, quicker
Who cares if one more light goes out?
Well I do
Who cares if one more light goes out?
In a sky of a million stars
It flickers, flickers
Who cares when someone's time runs out?
If a moment is all we are
We're quicker, quicker
Who cares if one more light goes out?
Well I do
Well I do
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