Fleet Foxes' "Crack-Up" Explained to Me by BAC >0.08
How the album "Crack-Up" by Fleet Foxes showed itself to me on a night of spirits.
I. I am all that I need.
After emerging from the darkest period of my life; which was a direct result of ego death, I realized that my own soul is the only temporal belonging I can truly claim for now and for the eternal. However, this fact is quickly overlooked when I am lonely and fail to be comforted by my conscience alone. My lust gets the better of me, and I begin to think of a night when a beautiful woman is beside me and her only desire is to please me. Although companionship is an admirable goal to pursue, such want for a partner is only derived from my want to be satisfied. I’m only thirsting over the illusion of a goddess that exists merely for my tastes. This lust for a gorgeous Valkyrie is not entirely abandoned once morning rises, which is why I am so easily inclined to believe that every attractive woman has the potential to be my deified muse.
Once I fixate on the girl who best fits my description of a perfect partner, I begin to characterize this pretty face as a woman whose only desire is to benefit me. If I’m lucky enough, this woman will also find me handsome enough to begin a relationship with. But once I discovered the true nature of this siren I locked eyes with, I realized my aspirations for what she is were sadly mistaken. After all, every single soul in this world is morally bankrupt. Such a fact is easier to acknowledge when you believe that no person is meant to solely live for another. Though, the follies of my self-centeredness pushed me to refuse any faults that another may hold and I would cling to my fantasies, hoping that my persistence would turn her into a devout caretaker of my immaturity. Woe is me, as my commitment becomes a nuisance and she leaves me in the dust. I then began to despise the woman more than my own slip-ups since she crushed any dream of a utopian romance.