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TEL AVIV
Daedalus finds himself on the shore of his home port Tel Aviv, gazing across the sea. At his back, the city is the personification of his “If” identity— a metropolis built on the ruined layers of previous cities, memories of the past, and the long struggle toward a dream. Despite his frustrations Daedalus does not have contempt for the vision of Tel Aviv. Instead he sees it as the type of construction integral to all of our lives, sometimes erected to benefit our ambition, sometimes to conceal our shame. Similarly, the personas we attribute to ourselves can both hinder and help our growth. In order to further his own growth Daedalus must strike out. He knows that he must go it alone, not necessarily because he wants to, but because the fear of change holds most people back. Ironically, this reluctance to lose any part of yourself can only hinder self-realization. Thus Daedalus comes to the conclusion that he should not be held captive by memories and past lives, but propelled by them. Life is a struggle towards novel memories, experiences, and identities, not better ones.
lyrics
We build up our persona
From a razed ground a Tel Aviv
& we graft our garden cities
Long a river to the sea
& we all need a...
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...Shell to call ourselves to
A life to grow from seed
As we urge entropic boulders up
That spring hill we’ve conceived
From our wasted lives
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Can you tell my eyes are blue?
That the thrill of the sea is
Winding me to go
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We cycle people we've been
Live amalgamated lives
As our skin will show
All its blemishes
As the sun will tan the white
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Winter cleans what the sun
Has sunned & kills us in its goal,
Til two beaks arrive on
The Reigns of Spring
To duet us that
We’re getting older than we used to be
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Can you tell my eyes are blue?
That the thrill of the leave is
Yelling for me to go
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In the shimmering mirror,
Hides a crystalline fear
Where you must step a
milky foot to begin
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Yet what I can't escape
Is the longing on your faces
Because what you want
Is well within your reach,
But you refuse the dark
On the grounds that you can’t see
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