Sweet Junkie Girl @ "The End Of Art Is Tea"

Hello lovely moonchildren.

I am going to be terribly naughty and crosspost the best of my musings from my blogspot to here, as I only have so many words, but I would dearly love to share them with you all.

Firstly, who am I?

I don't like to label myself, but if I must then I guess I'm just another tea-drinking narcissistic Irish optimisic chronically underemployed insomniac goth-not-Goth charmingly awkward teetotalling hyperchondriac frequently melancholic happy-go-lucky aspiring writer/ pro-procrastinator/ armchair-philosopher/ twitchy-neurotic/ facespace camwhore/ wonderfully-boring-magically-implausible-sugarjunkie-velociraptor...

...and girl.





Also: a moonchild. AFWVG, inmate for life... Blue Ajah.

When I work in retail, I carry TWO pens.


Secondly, what is my blog's name all about?


"The end of art is peace."


Many poets have said it, and many people have believed it. They were all mistaken.


The end of art can be peace. It is what we strive for after all; inner peace, harmonic understanding, transcendence of the painful now. The self-actualised zenlike calm that comes after catharsis. Buzzwords aplenty for a simple concept. The art is done, we can rest now.


Here comes the sting in the tale: peace can also bring about the end of art. The peaceable contented do not great artworks make. That which moves the audience requires the artist to bleed. This is the great paradox of which the poets spake. The serpent devours the tail. The wheel turns.


But the greater truth is known only to a few. Listen close and I will whisper it sweetly:


The end of art is tea.

My first entry back in August:

A terrible thing happened to me this summer.


It happened during those hammering moments between turning off the light and reaching the safety of your bed. Those moments where the darkness is a liquid thing, concealing all the ghoulies you forget to believe in when the sun rises, concealing the hand which is stretching right at this moment for your ankle to drag you away to UNDERTHEBED...

...I hate those moments. I have fled from empty bedrooms convinced zombies were at my heels. I have chuckled nervously to myself, walking just a little faster, trying not to show the vampires I was afraid. I have heard the mystery rapping at my window after midnight and known it to be the ghost of my dreams. I have been afraid, so afraid of the darkness between the light and the bed.


This summer I stood in the dark and was not afraid.


There were no zombies at the window, no vampires by the door, no aliens, no runaway death machines, no bad fairies coming to leave a changeling in my bed. There was only the sudden and irrevocable knowing that any horror and any evil in this world comes from humanity and it is humanity alone I have to fear.





It is a terrible thing that happened to me this summer.



Is mise,
~SJGirl~

I like your blog a lot. That summer story really reminds me of that transition from childhood to adulthood and is beautifully written& well constructed. Human behaviour is indeed one of the scariest things in life.

I wish I could tell you this sounding less like a teacher.

Keep it up!

Aw thank you! You're magic <3

Wow, your blog is just.... wow
i love reading it, it sounds so..... awesome
i like it a lot!

:3 thank you so much!!! XD I get so excited that there's anyone reading it at all, it still surprises me ahaha XP

D'you think it'd be ok if I reposted a few more of the entries here? Still not sure if it's allowed really ^^,

Did you just call me magic ? Wow. Thanks a lot!

oh I don't know but go got it please!

I'm really loving your blogs, can't wait for more.

P.S. Its your blogs so feel free to do anything you want (well almost anything)

@MoonChildLuis: Thank youuu!!! Haha I'll probably update as soon as I get internet sorted in my new house so hopefully soon!

@cindragale: Yup, it's offical. MAGIC. Congrats! :p teehee I'll go mad with copy&paste when I get back online so

Oy. You must blog more oft aye? Your phrasings are very nice to read. ^-^ Also, love your hair. <3